Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 612 - 612 608 Reversal

612: Chapter 608 Reversal 612: Chapter 608 Reversal Except for Ye Fan, all the major leaders of the police bureau indicated their desire to vote.

Knowing full well that the so-called joint vote was a prearranged outcome, how could Ye Fan agree?

“I firmly disagree!

I can handle the matters of my own post.

Neither I nor my comrades from the Public Security Department have made any mistakes or been derelict in our duties.

The campus perimeter cleanup operation must be led by the Public Security Department!”

“Ye Fan, don’t be so presumptuous!” Fan Feipeng slammed the table and shouted, “Sitting here, everyone, regardless of rank or seniority, it’s not your place to be arrogant!”

He had long found Ye Fan displeasing to the eye.

Now that he had an opportunity to deal with Ye Fan and possibly take most of the credit from him, why wouldn’t he fight tooth and nail?

Ye Fan’s gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, “Work is not about rank or seniority, but about being at one’s post.

The campus perimeter cleanup operation is an affair of the Public Security Department and was also initiated by the department.

As the head of the Public Security Brigade, isn’t it my right to argue on principle?

What’s presumptuous about that?!”

“It’s you who are flip-flopping between rank and seniority, filled with feudal bureaucratic thinking.

As the deputy political commissar, I formally criticize your thought process.

If you don’t immediately acknowledge your mistake and correct it, I have no choice but to recommend to Commissar Feng that you receive a party warning as punishment!”

The political commissar’s job mainly involves political thought, party-building activities, and so on.

As the deputy political commissar, Ye Fan had the authority.

“You!” Fan Feipeng’s bluster was immediately quashed, and he could only glare helplessly.

Yet Ye Fan repeated sternly, “Comrade Fan Feipeng, please immediately acknowledge your ideological error!”

With his face turning red with outrage, Fan Feipeng felt like he was about to explode.

Being forced to admit his mistake in front of all the bureau’s senior leaders was even worse than a slap to the face.

He turned to Feng Xixing for help.

Feng Xixing, however, did not immediately speak up for him.

Firstly, because Fan Feipeng had always been Tang Xianlong’s man.

Feng Xixing had been suppressed by Tang Xianlong for so many years and could hardly speak up; Fan Feipeng had certainly played a significant part in that.

Secondly, Fan Feipeng was also vying for the director’s seat after Tang Xianlong’s departure, making him a direct competitor.

So, Feng saw no harm in letting Fan Feipeng suffer some embarrassment.

Seeing Feng Xixing not advocating for him, Fan Feipeng could only redirect his pleading gaze to Tang Xianlong.

Tang Xianlong looked at Feng Xixing, then at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan’s expression clearly insisted on making Fan Feipeng publicly admit his mistake, while Feng Xixing looked indifferent.

Tang felt the need to consider that he was about to be transferred out and whether Feng Xixing would take the opportunity to give him a hard time.

After some thought, he decided to ignore Fan Feipeng’s pleading look.

“Comrade Fan Feipeng, are you refusing to admit your mistake?” Ye Fan asked severely.

Realizing that neither Feng Xixing nor Tang Xianlong would speak for him, Fan Feipeng felt utterly wronged.

He was supposed to be bumping off Ye Fan in a unified move, but he was the only one facing Ye Fan’s wrath.

A party warning was more severe than a warning at the governmental position level, so there was no way he could just hit the table and leave.

Under Ye Fan’s unwavering gaze, Fan Feipeng’s face shifted from green to red, looking extremely unsightly.

Eventually, though, he was forced to grit his teeth and say, “I admit my mistake.

During our argument just now, I was tactless.

I am a staunch Communist and firmly eliminate and resist feudal bureaucratic thinking.”

“Good.

I hope you take this lesson to heart and avoid making the same mistake in the future,” Ye Fan said, deliberately using a commanding tone.

Fuming with anger and hands clenched beneath the table to the point that veins popped and nails dug into his palms, Fan Feipeng swore to himself, “Ye Fan, I vow that in this police bureau, if you are here, I am not; if I am here, you are not!” he seethed silently in his heart.

Then, he raised his head and loudly declared, “Director Tang, Director Feng, I, Fan Feipeng, wish to vote first, expressing strong support for your proposal!”

As previously agreed upon, right after Fan Feipeng spoke, the other deputy directors immediately followed suit, expressing their support.

Tang Xianlong and Feng Xixing then indicated their support as well.

“I strongly oppose!” Ye Fan said.

“Six votes in favor, one against,” Tang Xianlong announced, “The motion is passed.

Effective immediately, the School Cleanup Initiative Joint Task Force is established, with Tang Xianlong as group leader, and Comrades Feng Xixing, Fan Feipeng, and Ye Fan serving as the first, second, and third Deputy Leaders respectively!”

Ye Fan sighed.

His influence over the School Cleanup Initiative around the campus had finally been stripped away.

It was foreseeable that Tang Xianlong and the others would definitely downplay major issues and trivialize minor ones.

However, Ye Fan had not completely given up.

He had a backup plan and was going to expose the School Cleanup Initiative to the media across the city tonight.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire city and the people of Mingde County, he doubted that Tang Xianlong and his group would dare to suppress the case.

Nevertheless, he could almost be certain that after the New Year, he would return to the Dragon Team.

Just then, the sudden ring of a cellphone filled the office, and everyone’s gaze involuntarily followed the sound towards Tang Xianlong.

Tang Xianlong wasn’t embarrassed; he was the leader, and nobody dared to call him out on this matter.

He took his time picking up the phone, intending to dismiss the call, but suddenly, upon seeing the caller ID, his demeanor became serious.

He stood up and walked away as he answered the phone, “Haha, Secretary Wang, hello.”

“Mhm…

yes…

alright…

alright, alright…

got it, rest assured,” Tang Xianlong responded cautiously over the phone.

Ye Fan was unclear about who Tang Xianlong was speaking with, but the others knew—it was a call from Secretary Wang Ruixuan of the County Committee.

After a while, Tang Xianlong ended the call, turned around, and walked back, his unusual gaze landing on Ye Fan.

As soon as Tang Xianlong sat down, Feng Xixing’s phone on the table began to vibrate.

Feng Xixing picked it up, his expression serious.

He glanced at Tang Xianlong and then immediately left his seat to answer the call.

While Feng Xixing walked away to take the call, Tang Xianlong’s phone suddenly rang again.

Tang Xianlong looked at the caller ID—it was the call from the chief of the city’s police department.

He glanced at Ye Fan and then immediately walked away to talk.

A few minutes later, Feng Xixing and Tang Xianlong returned to their seats after finishing their calls.

They then exchanged a few words in hushed tones under everyone’s watchful eyes, before sitting up straight.

Clearing his throat twice, Tang Xianlong’s gaze swept over everyone as he spoke, “Just now, Secretary Wang and Chief Zhou called to inquire about the School Cleanup Initiative.

Both Secretary Wang and Chief Zhou expressed their appreciation and support, and they recognized and affirmed Comrade Ye Fan’s work.”

The moment these words were spoken, Fan Feipeng and several deputy directors immediately became agitated, turning their heads to look at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan’s face showed confusion; he had absolutely no connection with the County Committee Secretary, let alone the chief of the city’s police department.

Fan Feipeng became anxious.

If this was true, didn’t it mean that Ye Fan had regained the leading authority over the School Cleanup Initiative?

Wasn’t the credit he was about to claim flying away?

“Director Tang, is that possible?” he couldn’t help but exclaim.

Tang Xianlong’s face darkened as he rebuked, “What’s not possible?

Are you suggesting that Director Feng and I would fabricate this in front of all of you?”

He was already embarrassed by the situation, and there was Fan Feipeng, daring to chirp away.

“No, no, that’s not what I meant…” Fan Feipeng hurriedly denied, his head bowed in fright.

“Hmph!” Tang Xianlong snorted coldly and looked away from Fan Feipeng.