I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

Director Wang in the office had a terribly gloomy face, staring intently at Zhou Weiguo.

This guy surnamed Zhou caused trouble yesterday, and it startled me.

When I got home, I asked my husband about the situation at the steel rolling mill. He only said that the mill was in complete chaos lately, and that Zhou Weiguo might have some connections with the Ministry of Metallurgy, but it wasn't a big problem.

Now it seems that I was probably intimidated by him yesterday, which allowed this kid to take advantage of me. Today he actually dared to make a move on my own turf.

Thinking about his attitude towards Zhou Weiguo yesterday and how Zhou Weiguo completely ignored him, Director Wang couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Little did she know that even though her husband was the deputy district head, he couldn't possibly know the confidential information about the steel rolling mill.

Moreover, the steel rolling mill is now a Class S classified unit, and all the official documents have not yet been issued. Even if they were, Zhou Weiguo's identity would not be publicly revealed.

Director Wang emerged from his office with an unfriendly expression and demanded, "Comrade Zhou Weiguo, what are you doing? In broad daylight, a cadre like you has openly assaulted a female staff member of the street office! What is this? What do you think you're doing? Do you even deserve to be a cadre? Do you think this is your Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill?"

Zhou Weiguo completely ignored her. He first turned around, took Tian Zao's hand, and asked softly, "How are you? Are you alright? You, you suffered a grievance and didn't even come home to tell me? Do you think anyone can bully my wife?"

Tian Zao glanced at the people around her, a blush creeping onto her face. "I just didn't want to cause you any trouble. Besides, it's true that I transferred to this neighborhood office and took someone else's workstation, so I usually don't bother with her."

Zhou Weiguo's expression turned serious: "Tian Zao, remember this: your workstation belongs to the state. There's no such thing as occupying it or not. Your transfer was legitimate. It's just that others tried to pull strings and engage in insider dealings, and you influenced them. Don't underestimate yourself, understand?"

Tian Zao nodded obediently.

Director Wang's face instantly turned ugly. Not only was Zhou Weiguo ignoring him, but he had also accused him of shady dealings and using connections in front of everyone. Looking at his subordinates, they were all giving him strange looks.

She couldn't hold back any longer: "Comrade Zhou Weiguo, don't spread rumors here. What are you trying to do? Are you representing the steel mill to create conflict with our street office? Your thinking is very dangerous. I feel I must report your problem. It's unbelievable that the steel mill doesn't do anything about your arbitrarily attacking others and that you have such a problematic ideology."

Hearing this, Wang Meili, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly felt emboldened. She stood up with a face full of resentment and stared intently at Zhou Weiguo and Tian Zao.

After glancing at Director Wang, who seemed to have the victory in the bag, she lunged at Zhou Weiguo with a contorted expression.

Because of her excessive weight, the ground trembled slightly with every step she took when she ran.

"I'll strangle you, you son of a bitch! How dare you hit me! I'll fight you to the death!"

Zhou Weiguo remained calm and kicked her, knocking her to the ground.

He looked at Director Wang with a half-smile: "I have a problem with my thinking? I'm representing the steel mill to oppose your street office? You've got some nerve, Mr. Wang. Let me give you a piece of advice: if you have nothing better to do, don't go looking for trouble. I'm just too lazy to deal with you, not that I can't touch you. As for your claim that I assaulted someone? I don't think so. This was perfectly legitimate self-defense. Who told that fat pig to keep attacking my wife with his 18-month pregnant belly? You should be glad she's a woman. If she were a man, it wouldn't be self-defense, it would be legitimate killing."

"By the way, this fat bastard surnamed Wang said that my wife has been frequently harassed by another fat guy at the neighborhood office recently. You, the so-called director of the neighborhood office, couldn't possibly be unaware of this, could you? Or is that fat guy someone you have a special relationship with? This is the first time I've heard about this, and I hope it's the last time. If I see anyone harassing my wife again, don't blame me for breaking that person's legs."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their strange gazes toward Director Wang.

Everyone knows that the fat man Zhou Weiguo was talking about is Director Wang's beloved son, who is 17 years old, weighs about 180 pounds, but is only a little over 1.5 meters tall. He is definitely a super fat man.

Zhou Weiguo said no more, turning to Tian Zao and saying, "Alright, go get your things. We'd be better off going home and cooking something nice. Arguing with these people is a waste of time and life."

Tian Zao nodded and walked towards the office.

Everyone was so frightened that they moved to the sides, afraid of angering Zhou Weiguo.

Director Wang gritted his teeth, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty as he looked at Zhou Weiguo.

She really couldn't understand what Zhou Weiguo had to rely on, how he dared to be so arrogant and domineering.

The chief engineer of the steel rolling mill seems to have a high position, but he is just an engineer in the factory and doesn't have many people under his command. Why is he so arrogant? Does he have a background and backing that I don't know about?

However, Zhou Weiguo simply ignored her.

Seeing that Tian Zao had packed her things and come out, Zhou Weiguo only glanced at Wang Meili and Wang Hongxia, who were still lying on the ground groaning, before turning around and leaving the street office with Tian Zao.

Wang Hongxia's face was extremely gloomy. She turned around, went into her office, and made a phone call.

After a long pause, the call connected, and an excited voice came from the other end: "Hey, is this Hongxia?"

Suppressing her anger, Wang Hongxia asked, "What happened? Why are you so agitated?"

The person on the other end of the line laughed and said, "What's up? I got promoted. We just finished a meeting, and Old Li was transferred. I'm now officially the district head."

Wang Hongxia was initially delighted, but when she thought of her son, her face darkened, and she said sarcastically, "Oh, you're happy now that you're the district head, but our son has already been threatened."

The person on the other end was taken aback and quickly asked, "What happened? Whose daughter did that little bastard bully this time?"

Wang Hongxia sighed: "No, he's just an officer from our subdistrict office."

The person on the other end seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, it's just a junior staff member. If you can't arrange it properly, then pay him more money. This kid is getting more and more of a headache. If it weren't for the old man protecting him, I really would have liked to give him a good beating."

Wang Hongxia was immediately enraged and said in an unfriendly tone, "You're still smoking? Others have already threatened me that if Xiaojun continues to harass other people's wives, they'll break his legs."

"How dare you speak like that? Are you looking for death? I wouldn't even dare to hit my own son. If I give him a light slap, my father will curse me out. If anyone dares to break Xiaojun's leg, I'll make them pay with their life."