Mr. Yang glared fiercely at him until he finished the phone call and then said, "You've got guts. Do you know who I am? Daring to hit me, kid, you're dead meat!"
From a short distance away, a young girl whispered, "Sister Qianqian, why did he suddenly start hitting someone?"
Zhou Qian shook her head; she also found it strange.
They were there to investigate the parking space issue, but Song Guanchao had suddenly taken action without any warning.
If this issue escalated, how could they continue their investigation?
Even if they were in the right, it now seemed they were not.
He was the Secretary of the Municipal Committee, after all. Once his identity was exposed, the impact on him would be immense.
But she believed that Song Guanchao was definitely not an impulsive person.
He must have had his reasons for acting this way.
Song Guanchao looked around; there was only a small village nearby, and there weren't many people in the village.
