thefictionvixens Chapter 72 A Trapped Beast!
Chapter 72 A Trapped Beast!
"Bang!"
The man slammed his fist on the sink, making the toothbrush and cup wobble violently.
Hou Liangping stared at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes bloodshot, and felt an overwhelming surge of anger.
Two days have passed since I was forced to attend training at the Provincial Party School.
Chen Qingquan is still in the Anti-Corruption Bureau, while I, the deputy director and a front-line expert in handling cases, am to be locked up for seven days in this closed training course!
Not only did they confiscate their communication devices during class time, but they also...
Why am I, a leading cadre with the treatment of a deputy director-level official, being treated this way?
Should I attend a training session at the district or county level?
Only the secretaries of districts and counties are barely qualified to sit at the same table as me.
and……
Why is the Women's Federation also involved?
What kind of training session did I just attend?!
Hou Liangping felt increasingly uneasy, especially when he recalled how each trainee looked at him during class, their eyes filled with barely suppressed laughter.
Hou Liangping was certain that someone was setting him up during this training!
Those who can achieve this...
Only Gao Yuliang, who also serves as the principal of the provincial party school, is left!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Hou Liangping pounded on the washbasin repeatedly, and the loud noise drew the ire of his roommates!
"What are you doing? You can't knock like that!"
When Hou Liangping heard his roommate's protest, his rationality completely collapsed.
That's right, for a cadre of my rank, attending training...
We actually have to stay in a double room!
My roommate is a complete idiot; he went all the way to get a job in a rural town in a city in Handong.
Hou Liangping felt that it was quite an honor for an official like him, who would never normally see him, to have the chance to share a room with him.
This is an absolute humiliation!
This is a far cry from Hou Liangping's life. He is used to living in a large, single-level apartment at home and often talks condescendingly about grassroots officials, criticizing acquaintances, and making scathing comments about cadres with his wife, who is a high-ranking official.
I felt the vast difference between heaven and earth.
He couldn't live like that for even a minute longer.
Hou Liangping tidied himself up casually, left the dormitory, and walked in the opposite direction from the flow of students going to class, attracting many people to turn around and stop to look.
He stormed into the Party School's office area and yelled at the staff on duty on the first floor:
"I'm from the Supreme People's Procuratorate. Get your leader out here!"
The staff member on duty said calmly:
"I don't have that kind of ability. Go find it yourself. It's room 3115 on the third floor."
Hou Liangping pointed at the other person angrily, then turned and ran upstairs.
He found the office of Vice Principal Fang Zhongtian, and barged in without knocking.
Fang Zhongtian seemed to have known Hou Liangping would come. He sat at his desk, sipping tea, a faint smile on his face, and said:
"Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"
Hou Liangping was stunned. This lowly vice principal of the Party School was so indifferent to him.
Shouldn't they at least take the initiative to stand up, shake hands, offer tea, and invite you to sit down?
Could it be that this person doesn't recognize me?
Thinking of this, Hou Liangping, his face full of anger, took out his ID from his breast pocket and handed it to Fang Zhongtian with one hand.
The movements were so practiced that they had been done many times before.
Fang Zhongtian took the documents and only glanced at them briefly.
He then returned it to Hou Liangping with the same single hand, remaining as calm as still water, and said:
"Oh, Director Hou, it's a pleasure to meet you."
His tone was completely emotionless.
Hou Liangping was so angry that his face turned red. Normally, whenever he showed his credentials, everyone who saw him would be extremely respectful.
The primary school principal, in particular, was completely different in attitude from when he was bossy before, and his attitude after seeing my ID was completely different.
Hou Liangping despises people who treat others differently based on their status. Every time he shows his credentials, he feels a sense of punitive pleasure!
But now.
You are a deputy principal of a grassroots Party school.
Now that you've met Director Hou, why don't you bow to him?
That calm, smiling demeanor is practically that of Gao Yuliang's direct disciple.
This further enraged Hou Liangping!
Hou Liangping slammed one hand on the desk and placed the other on his hip, speaking in a stern voice:
"Vice Principal! I must seriously criticize your work attitude and lack of rigor! Putting everything else aside, have you even read the regulations for cadre training? What's my rank? Deputy Director-General! You're making me participate in district-level training, and not letting me sit in the front row is bad enough, but making me stay in a double room? This is utterly absurd!"
Fang Zhongtian listened to Hou Liangping's scathing rebuke with a smile, calmly took a sip of tea, and slowly said:
"Director Hou, deputy director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau, isn't that at the level of a full division chief? You should only be at the level of a deputy director-general."
Hou Liangping, like a child whose lie had been exposed and who had lost all face, stood frozen for a full three seconds before suddenly roaring:
"What do you mean? Can't you speak properly?! Do you want me to call the leaders of the Supreme People's Procuratorate and have them prove to you whether I am a deputy director-level official or not?!"
As he spoke, he took out his phone to make a call.
Fang Zhongtian quickly stopped him, saying that Hou Liangping's behavior was really shameful. If the Supreme People's Procuratorate found out, it would also be a disgrace to the Party School.
"Director Hou, then I'll be frank with you, please don't mind."
Fang Zhongtian deliberately emphasized the words "director" and continued:
"The reason we asked you to attend the district-level training is because the theme of this training is about self-management and self-regulation for grassroots cadres, which will benefit you. That's why we asked you to come to the class despite your busy schedule. Please understand."
Hou Liang, his face expressionless, began pounding furiously on Fang Zhongtian's table, shouting sternly:
"I don't need any of this! Get me out of training right now and back to my job!"
Fang Zhongtian said no more, took out the training course plan, and pointed to a line of text on it.
Hou Liangping went over to take a look and was immediately dumbfounded!
"Any cadre who has been disciplined within the year, or whose disciplinary action is still in effect, must participate in this training."
Hou Liangping read it three times in disbelief, then stared wide-eyed at Fang Zhongtian.
Fang Zhongtian shrugged and made a "please" gesture.
Now, Hou Liangping truly looked like a defeated rooster.
He knew he had no way to find the loopholes and leave the training program.
I had no choice but to grit my teeth and go to class.
The key is.
This is a training course for disciplined officials!
I can't believe I actually participated in this kind of training!
A senior official parachuted in by the Supreme People's Procuratorate, a skilled investigator, and a clean record.
These titles only made Hou Liangping feel frustrated at this moment!
He lost interest in his morning classes and returned to his dormitory dejectedly, where he went straight to sleep.
Hou Liangping was startled awake when his roommate opened the door after school at noon.
"You're awake? You skipped class this morning, and the teacher wrote it on you! You have to write a self-criticism!"
Hearing his roommate's gloating words, Hou Liangping's emotions, which had eased slightly after a nap, were once again on the verge of exploding.
Just then, my phone rang.
Hou Liangping answered the phone without even looking at it, and said irritably to the person on the other end:
"Hello!"
Hou Liangping could hear Lin Huahua's equally gloating voice coming from the other end of the line; she was clearly trying hard to suppress her laughter.
"Director Hou? I have an urgent report to give you."
"Just now, Chen Qingquan was released and returned to the Jingzhou Intermediate People's Court."