In fact, ever since Ding Zijian appeared, Nie Zhenbang had been exercising restraint. As the top leader of the Hongjiang Provincial Committee, he was now on Hongjiang's turf. Somewhere else might have been different, but here in Hongjiang? Nie Zhenbang inevitably had to consider the impact.
This kind of incident, once it got out, would damage his reputation regardless of the details. At the very least, he would be seen as a bully picking on the lesser. Thus, he had directly ignored Ding Zijian's previous nonsense as if it were mere farting.
However, everyone has their limits. People have a bottom line. Surely, you can't just stand there offering toilet paper while someone defecates on your head, nor can you present the other cheek to be slapped after the first. If that were the case, leading like that would be too cowardly; it would be better not to lead at all, better to be a wealthy layabout living a life of indulgence—wouldn't that be more enjoyable?
