Power and Wealth C.1625

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Organization.

Within the compound.

It was almost time for the afternoon shift to start, but two groups of people were arguing below the office building around the corner. Yang Zhen's Audi A4L happened to be blocking the narrow road below, preventing Dong Xuebing and several disciplinary office staff from parking downstairs. Everyone couldn't park their cars downstairs.

Honking sounds urged them on.

But the Audi A4 in front showed no intention of moving. Yang Zhen, the deputy director of the General office, didn't even turn his head, facing off with Han Fei.

"Why did you scratch my car?" Han Fei complained.

"I scratch your car?" Yang Zhen replied coldly.

Han Fei pointed to her car. "Look at the side mirror."

"Who told you to stick out and park?" Yang Zhen retorted.

"This is a parking space. What's wrong with me parking here?" Han Fei said indignantly.

Yang Zhen looked at her. "The road is so narrow. If your car is not parked properly and gets scratched, you deserve it. Why are you still shouting and saying you're right?"

"I didn't park properly. Can't you let me move? We just finished eating and happened to be next to you. Why did you hit my car in front of me? What do you mean?" Han Fei retorted.

He Zhou also frowned. "Director Yang, you're not supposed to squeeze in like that. Although the road is narrow, one car can still pass through. It shouldn't have hit Xiao Fei's car. People were passing by at the time. Even if it was a truck, it could still get through. Why did you keep blaming Xiao Fei?"

Yang Zhen said coldly, "Oh, you guys can't park properly and make the road narrow. Oh, so it's still my fault."

"Why did it get narrow?" Han Fei shouted.

Yang Zhen pointed to the road. "Look at this. Isn’t it narrow?"

An employee from the General Office, apparently on Yang Zhen's side, said, "Don't play the victim."

"We're the victims too," Sun Zhaobang from the second department also exclaimed.

"Do you still talk about reason?" Han Fei was furious.

This was the car she had saved up for years to buy. Although it wasn't expensive, she had always cherished it. Who would have thought it would be scratched on the outside of the rearview mirror now, with noticeable long scratches? It looked so ugly. Women love beauty, and this matter concerned her dignity, even the dignity of the second department. She couldn't help but be angry. Yang Zhen was not driving like this. There was no more road, but he still squeezed in. You could wait for the person next to you to pass by before driving in. It's just a matter of a few seconds delay. But what did you do? You didn't wait and just drove in, scratching her car, and even became impatient with her. Moreover, Han Fei's car was scratched right in front of everyone in the second department. This was a bit too blatant bullying.

The two sides were still arguing.

One says one thing, and the other says another.

Onlookers had a pretty good idea of what was happening and roughly understood the situation. Speaking objectively, Han Fei's car was parked too far out, and the side mirror wasn't folded. It took up a bit more space than the other cars parked side by side, and it wasn't appropriately parked, perhaps because she was a novice and a bit clumsy at parking. As they said, Yang Zhen, the deputy director, was also somewhat careless. If someone else's car wasn't appropriately parked, there was still room next to it, and it wasn't impossible to get through. However, he shouldn't have forcefully squeezed in, especially when the parties involved were nearby watching. Doing so lacked a bit of grace.

In short, both sides were at fault, but Yang Zhen's responsibility was slightly more significant. After all, it was a fact that his car had scratched Han Fei's car.

Whether it's hitting someone or hitting a car.

The responsible party for subjective actions is certainly accountable.

"Can't get through."

"Let's go, take the other route."

"It looks like it's going to be a long argument."

"Yeah, it's almost time for work."

"Let's go, let's go, reverse, one by one."

After watching the commotion, no one said anything and started reversing their cars individually. Letting the issue hang in suspense is the norm in offices. Although some felt that Yang Zhen, the Deputy Chief, was careless, nobody wanted to provoke unnecessary conflict. Whether it was Yang Zhen or Han Fei, they had influential backgrounds. Han Fei might have a slightly stronger background, but Yang Zhen's family wasn't lacking either. So, nobody intervened.

One car,

Three cars,

Five cars,

Several officials driving cars all reversed their route.

Seeing this, Dong Xuebing didn't follow suit. Since all the cars were parked before him, he turned the steering wheel slightly, giving them a way out. As the cars reversed out one by one, he remained parked there.

Those people didn't recognize Dong Xuebing and thought he was a new ordinary clerk, especially given the unfamiliar car, a used Xia Li. Someone rolled down their window and said a few words to him.

"Young man."

"Yeah."

"There's another road on the other side."

"Oh."

"Don't wait, take the other road."

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After explaining a few words to Dong Xuebing, they found that he didn't budge, still standing there. The person shook his head in disbelief and drove away. They detoured and entered from the other side of the office building, parking behind the arguing parties. Even though the others who had just returned from lunch didn't come in Dong Xuebing's direction, they stayed put, watching from the sidelines. There was still some time before work, so they all observed to see how the situation would unfold.

In the blink of an eye, only Dong Xuebing's car remained in that direction. He not only didn't leave but even moved forward and stopped behind the Audi A4L, honking the horn.

Yet, Yang Zhen still didn't turn around.

The cars remained blocked there.

Not far away, those who had parked their cars and come out were all looking at the old, used Xia Li, wondering why this person wasn't listening to advice. "Why is he so stubborn? If this route is blocked, take another one," they thought. After all, Yang Zhen, the Deputy Chief, was blocked. Leaving aside his family background, the Eighth Office was usually high-ranking, just considering his rank. Yang Zhen was a bona fide Division Bureau chief-level cadre.

They all thought Dong Xuebing was stubborn, but they didn't understand his character.

Who was this guy? He was used to dominating wherever he went. He was a person who never hesitated to take action. In Dong Xuebing's eyes, if he chose this route and you blocked it, then you better give way. What do you mean, telling me to take a detour? Why are you superior to me? This is a public road, not your private property. If you don't move, I'll have to walk this path. He never knew what compromise and concession meant.

Ding ding ding.

Dong Xuebing had already honked the horn twice, but Yang Zhen ahead continued to ignore him.

Yang Zhen looked at Han Fei and said, "I haven't even settled the score with you yet. You shouted at me first about the scratch on your car. How are you going to settle this?"

His Audi A4 had scratched the mirror of Han Fei's car, but because of different forces, the scratches on the glass of the Audi A4 were barely noticeable.

"What did your car scratch?" Han Fei asked.

"Take a look for yourself," Yang Zhen pointed out.

Han Fei was furious. "It was you who scratched my car. Why should I look at your car? What are you implying? Do I have to compensate you for the loss?"

Yang Zhen replied coldly, "I don't need you to compensate me. What I mean is, in the future, be more careful when parking. Don't just park anywhere."

The people from the Second Office couldn't stand it anymore.

Yang Zhen was becoming increasingly unreasonable, like someone who didn't like a car and smashed it with a stick. But when the stick rebounded and injured the person's hand, they still demanded compensation from the car owner. It was simply unreasonable.

There was murmuring among the surrounding people.

Everyone knew that longstanding historical conflicts existed between the Second Office and the General Office of the Eighth Department. Some old Central Commission for Discipline Inspection officials were well aware of this. Back then, when the director position of the Second Office was contested between Yin Cheng'an and the current director of the General Office, both had a chance, and it felt like a fifty-fifty situation. After all, even though the General Office had some authority, it didn't have the substantial power of the Second Office. Therefore, both were very invested. However, as everyone knew, Yin Cheng'an eventually became the head of the Second Office, while Yang Zhen, the current leader, only became the head of the General Office. Since then, the two departments have been in constant conflict and often clashed. Everyone was already used to it. So, many officials who had just parked their cars thought this argument wouldn't be resolved quickly and reversed their cars to find another route.

Yang Zhen and Han Fei were still arguing.

Eventually, it escalated into a dispute between the General and Second Office.

These two deeply rooted departments had such deep-seated conflicts that neither side could back down.

Not far away, Dong Xuebing naturally sided with the Second Office. On the one hand, it was due to emotional reasons. Dong Xuebing had always been protective, with a strong sense of belonging to his small circle. Even though he hadn't shown it in the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, he always wanted to keep a low profile. Another reason was that Yang Zhen had passed Dong Xuebing's Xia Li on his way to work in the morning, driving recklessly and arrogantly. Dong Xuebing had long known about this guy's character. Seeing him boast and act high-handed because of his higher rank than Han Fei, He Zhou, and others, Dong Xuebing was also annoyed.

We haven't settled our morning score.

Now you're picking a fight with our Second Office. Are you trying to bully us because there's no one in our Second Office?

Damn it, who do you think you are? I, Dong Xuebing, may keep a low profile, but you guys are treating me like a sick cat, huh? Are you trying to provoke me, huh?