Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

At this moment, he felt incredibly relieved! It was so satisfying!

Wang Hongqiang was shocked and hurriedly stopped the police who were about to arrest him, then picked up Kang Cheng's ID and looked at it carefully.

All that was clearly written on the witness document was: "Kang Cheng, clerk of the Long County Government Office."

Wang Hongqiang's brows suddenly furrowed tightly, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

Why are you so unlucky?

Wang Hongqiang knew that the new county party secretary was about to take office, and he usually did not go on patrol. But today, he suddenly had the urge to do so and ran into the county party secretary?

Although he felt a little unlucky, Wang Hongqiang was a "die-hard fan" of the county magistrate Niu Jun, and as the chief of the county police station, he had the "privilege" of directly contacting the county magistrate.

He ignored the "top leader" Wentao in front of him.

Instead, he walked aside, called the county magistrate Niu Jun, and reported the situation to him.

Niu Xiaolei, who was standing by, also heard the conversation between Kang Cheng and Wang Hongqiang. He put away his arrogant attitude and walked up to Wen Tao to apologize.

Although he is arrogant, he is not stupid. His father is the "second in command", and the person in front of him is the real boss of Long County!

He was not foolish enough to make enemies for his father.

"Wen... Secretary Wen, I'm truly sorry. This is my fault. I apologize to you, to the traffic police, and to the public."

As Niu Xiaolei spoke, his eyes rolled around, as if he had a hundred thoughts in his mind!

Before Wen Tao could say anything, Wang Hongqiang came up to him, holding up his phone and saying, "Secretary Wen, County Magistrate Niu wants to speak to you."

In Wang Hongqiang's mind, the newly appointed secretary must at least give some face to County Mayor Niu Jun.

Wen Tao took Wang Hongqiang's phone and said, "I'm Wen Tao."

"Secretary Wen, the child is still young. Can you please forgive him for my sake and let this matter go?"

Niu Jun's somewhat humble voice came from the phone. After all, Niu Jun was in the wrong in this matter!

"Comrade Niu Jun, have you figured out the situation? Do you know how terrible the incident was at the scene?" Wen Tao frowned, not caring about Niu Jun's face at all.

"Haha, Secretary Wen, Comrade Wang Hongqiang didn't report clearly just now, saying that there were some misunderstandings. Secretary Wen, you have just taken office, don't let it affect your mood. I think we should just let this matter go."

Wen Tao's anger had already subsided for the most part, but when he saw Niu Jun's "protective" peacemaker behavior, Wen Tao almost started cursing into the phone.

"Niu Jun!"

"Just now, your good son was holding a machete and trying to kill the people and the traffic police on duty!"

If not...

"If I hadn't stopped it in time, someone would have died today!"

Wentao didn't give Niu Jun any face at all and just barked at Niu Jun on the other end of the phone!

After saying that, Wentao hung up the phone and threw Wang Hongqiang's phone heavily to the ground.

He pointed at Wang Hongqiang's head and shouted, "I'm telling you, even if we call the king of heaven, it will be useless today!"

"I don't care whose child he is or what his background is. If we can turn a blind eye to such bad behavior, then what are we, the party cadres and the people's police, for?" Wen Tao shouted to the onlookers at the scene.

His voice was full of majesty and justice, allowing people to feel his firm belief in fairness and justice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd burst into warm applause.

They were moved by Wentao's words and expressed their support and appreciation.

"This leader is great!" someone shouted.

"The new county party secretary is a good official!" another person echoed.

There were constant shouts from the crowd, expressing their respect and trust for Wentao.

Wen Tao glanced at the crowd and saw the expectation and hope in their eyes.