"Brother Feng, hold on, I'm going to make a call."
"I must teach that bitch a lesson today!"
"It's one thing to insult me, but to treat you like that, Brother Feng, is absolutely intolerable!"
With that, Li Yangwei took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Uncle Zhang, it's me, Li Yangwei. Someone under you is eating public grain and not doing their job. It's one thing to insult me, but they dare insult my big brother. You handle it."
After speaking, Li Yangwei hung up the phone and turned to Lin Feng.
"Brother Feng, it's taken care of. Just wait."
"Okay."
Lin Feng accepted the favor without refusal.
About ten minutes later, a pot-bellied man ran over from the vehicle administration office.
He was panting and smiling as he asked Lin Feng and the others.
"Who is Young Master Li?"
"That's me, who are you?"
Li Yangwei responded indifferently.
"Young Master Li, I am Zhen Tianzheng, the person in charge here."
"I apologize for any trouble caused to you."
