The Former Leader

"I really don't believe it."

Zhou Ping'an chuckled and looked at the other party. "Do you know the consequences of recklessly assigning blame?"

"Cut the crap. Driver's license, vehicle registration, take them out." The middle-aged traffic policeman had no time to chat with them.

At this time, Chen Chunping walked over and whispered something in his ear.

After hearing this, the middle-aged policeman narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Er and the others. "Well, well, you even dare to use a false identity. I think you really want to eat prison food. Grab them for me."

With that said, he waved his hand, and several traffic policemen behind him surrounded them.

"I advise you better not make a move," Xia Fei and the others said disdainfully.

Since it concerned Qin Fei and the others, they were all very clear that even if the Emperor of Heaven came, it could only be the rear car's fault.

Besides, it was indeed this woman who caused the accident by rear-ending them.

Moreover, during their time cultivating in the villa, which of them hadn't become a first-class expert?

It was no exaggeration to say that they could easily take down three to five ordinary burly men.

"You still dare to provoke us?" The middle-aged policeman snorted coldly.

Just then, a car slowly pulled up not far from them.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the car.

Zhu Zhipeng.

"Hubby."

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, joy immediately appeared on Chen Chunping's face as she went to greet him.

"Director Zhu."

Several traffic policemen also walked over, greeting him with flattering faces.

Then they were seen whispering something in front of Zhu Zhipeng.

Following that, Zhu Zhipeng gave a cold snort and directly ordered, "Take them all back first and interrogate them one by one."

Screech!

Just as his words fell, the sound of sudden braking reached their ears.

Everyone subconsciously looked over.

They saw Zhou De stepping down from the car.

When he saw Zhou De, Zhu Zhipeng was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, hurried up to meet him, extended his hand, and smiled, "Secretary Zhou..."

However, Zhou De ignored him, walked straight past him, and came to Zhou Ping'an and the others.

"Dad."

Zhou Ping'an called out.

Hearing this, the expressions of Zhu Zhipeng and the others completely changed.

Especially Chen Chunping and the middle-aged traffic policeman from earlier.

Dad?

The top official of Liu City was actually this young man's father?

Zhu Zhipeng also panicked a little. He hadn't expected that this minor accident would involve such a big shot.

"Is anyone hurt?" Zhou De asked.

"No, it's just that Xiao Fei and the girls seem a bit frightened." Zhou Ping'an spoke, and then briefly informed him of some details of the matter.

Hearing this, Zhou De nodded seriously.

If that was the case, then this matter had to be pursued to the very end.

If it were just Zhou Ping'an, Xia Fei, and the guys, him stepping forward to say a word would have been about enough.

But since the matter involved Qin Fei, in Zhou De's view, a satisfactory answer had to be given no matter what.

"Secretary Zhou, it's a misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding." Just then, Zhu Zhipeng walked over.

Although Zhou De, as the top official of Liu City, was considered his direct superior, it was just a minor traffic accident. He didn't think the other party would deliberately make things difficult for him. Apologizing, saying some polite words, and treating him to a meal later would be enough to smooth things over.

Besides, he was transferred from the provincial capital. Zhou De should also know that he had an uncle who used to be the provincial deputy. Although he had been retired for several years, let alone Zhou De, even the provincial top official Guo Zhengwen had to give him some face, right?

"This is no misunderstanding, and the situation is much more serious than you imagine. I have already notified the Disciplinary Committee to send someone over. You will go with them in a while."

Zhou De said calmly.

As soon as he said this, Zhu Zhipeng's face turned green, the smile on his face froze completely, and then he frowned deeply.

"Secretary Zhou, for such a trivial matter... there's no need to alarm the Disciplinary Committee, right?" Zhu Zhipeng was somewhat angry.

Obviously, even if the other party didn't give him face, he had to give his uncle face, right?

Alarming the Disciplinary Committee would blow things way out of proportion.

Zhou De clearly wanted to strip him of everything from top to bottom!

However, facing his words, Zhou De paid no attention.

Zhu Zhipeng snorted inwardly, then took out his phone and dialed, "Hello, Uncle..."

On the other end of the phone, the nearly seventy-year-old Qian Xinghai frowned after hearing Zhu Zhipeng's words. "Zhou De used to be my subordinate. Logically speaking, there is no reason for him not to give me this bit of face. Is there anywhere else you offended him?"

"Uncle, really not. It's just that Chunping's car collided with his son's car. We didn't know it was his son just now, so Chunping might have spoken a bit too harshly."

Zhu Zhipeng spoke truthfully, and then remembered something, "Oh right, at the beginning, the one driving didn't seem to be his son, but rather a girl named Qin Fei?"

"I understand. Don't worry, I'll call him right now and ask."

After speaking, Qian Xinghai hung up directly, found Zhou De's number on his phone, and dialed it.

Zhou De's phone rang. He knew without looking that it must be Zhu Zhipeng's uncle, Qian Xinghai, calling.

"Old Leader, is there something the matter?" He placed the phone to his ear, greeted him politely, and asked.

"Hehe, Little Zhou, it's just a trivial matter, there's no need to make such a big fuss, right? I heard from Zhipeng that you even alarmed the Disciplinary Committee." From the other end of the phone came Qian Xinghai's laughter, carrying a kind of confidence.

In his opinion, Zhou De probably just wanted a way out. As his former superior, now that he had personally called, could Zhou De really refuse to give him face?

"Old Leader, it's really not that I won't give you face, but this matter..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Qian Xinghai knew what he meant, and immediately frowned. "Little Zhou, do you really have to be so ruthless?"

"Zhipeng and his wife are at fault, I'll have them apologize to you. Next time we're free, we can all sit down and have a meal together. There's no need to make such a big show of alarming the Disciplinary Committee, right?"

"Let's not talk about whether Zhipeng has any stains on his record. Even if he doesn't, if he is really taken away by the Disciplinary Committee for an investigation today, it will be an obstacle to his future promotion."

Zhou De felt a bit helpless. This matter involved Qin Fei, so he had to deal with it strictly. Moreover, regarding the matters of Qin Ning and his sister, he naturally did not dare to easily reveal the slightest bit to anyone. He could only say, "Old Leader, it's really not that I'm rejecting your face. This matter..."

"Enough. Since you won't even give me this little bit of face, then forget it."

"Beep beep beep..."

On the other end of the phone, Qian Xinghai could only be heard giving a cold snort before hanging up immediately.

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