In the corridor outside the department, two burly men with faces swollen like pig heads rolled out, having passed out.
"Still motherfucking using the town's connections to pressure me."
Chu Dazhuang muttered under his breath.
No matter how strong the town's connections were, were they stronger than him, Chu Dazhuang?
He had gotten his way with both the mayor's and the deputy mayor's wives, and they still dared to talk to him about connections.
These two old turtles even revered him like an ancestor, speaking to him in hushed and gentle tones.
"You think you two little shits could scare me?"
Chu Dazhuang sneered, clapped his hands, turned around gently, and lifted the frightened Wang Xiaowan into his arms.
"Good girl."
He looked affectionately at the startled Wang Xiaowan in his arms.
"Fuck this illness, we are not fucking treating it!"
Chu Dazhuang cursed angrily, truly feeling wronged on behalf of Wang Xiaowan.
