"Secretary Zhang, this matter is a bit troublesome to discuss. After all, it was your son who started the fight, so..." Li Dabao tried his best to explain in the face of Zhang Wenqiang's anger.
At this moment, whether it was Zhang Wenqiang or Liu Hun, both were powerful figures; he didn't dare offend either, so the best approach was to play the mediator in between.
"Ziming started the fight? But according to my information, the bodyguards I assigned to Ziming are all lying disabled in the hospital receiving treatment? Yet now you're telling me Ziming started the fight and even have him locked up. Li Dabao, you really have some nerve. If you don't have the capability to bring the culprit to justice, I might consider replacing you!" Zhang Wenqiang sneered coldly.
Upon hearing Zhang Wenqiang's words, a bead of cold sweat broke out again on Li Dabao's forehead, and he inwardly moaned. Damn it, both sides are formidable; who dares he offend?
