He Haidong had dealt with Fu Yuanshan for many years and knew his temper. If it were some trivial matter, Fu Yuanshan wouldn't even mention it.
But now, Fu Yuanshan had called to scold someone with great fanfare and had personally come to Luwan District to pick someone up—this was a big deal.
He Haidong was annoyed. Ever since Liu Ming had arrived at his police station, his role as the director seemed like nothing more than a figurehead. Liu Ming always looked down on him disdainfully, and he couldn't do anything to Liu Ming because Liu Ming had backers.
But now, Liu Ming had screwed up himself. Was he supposed to clean up this mess left behind?
Director He was no kind soul. In just a few seconds, he had regained his composure, his eyes flashed, and a thought gradually formed in his mind.
