Urban Super Medical Saint

The discussion about the educational support project led by Xue Liang went smoothly, and Ge Dongxu's dinner with Secretary Chen and others was a delightful affair where genuine connections were made. This dinner allowed them to get to know each other beyond the brief meeting at the train station where they hardly exchanged a word.

However, the real discomfort tonight was borne by Sun Yuncheng.

At that moment, he sat on the sofa in the lobby, enduring the sharp and disdainful gaze of the lobby manager, which cut through him like a knife. Sun Yuncheng really wanted to get up and leave.

But Sun Yuncheng didn't have the courage.

The lobby's leather sofa was comfortable to sit on, yet Sun Yuncheng felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles, struggling through each moment.

After all, Secretary Chen was a busy official. Hosting Ge Dongxu was simply a way to express goodwill and to foster a real acquaintance. Eating was secondary, so the dinner concluded quickly.

After the meal, Ge Dongxu, the major owner of Kunting Grand Hotel, instantly switched roles from guest to host, and he shook hands with Secretary Chen and others before saying goodbye.

After Secretary Chen and the others left in their official car, Ge Dongxu stayed behind.

As soon as Secretary Chen and others had left, Sun Yuncheng immediately forced a smile uglier than tears, approached cautiously with a slight bow, and carefully said, "Director Ge, hello, earlier it was all my fault..."

Ge Dongxu ignored Sun Yuncheng and called Lin Kun over to ask, "Is Uncle Lu still in our hotel?"

"He's still here," Lin Kun replied.

"Then take me to their private room, I need to pay my respects," Ge Dongxu said.

"Sure, Brother Xu," Lin Kun respectfully answered. He greatly respected Ge Dongxu for not being arrogant or disdainful of others due to his wealth, power, and remarkable abilities; instead, he was loyal, humble, and approachable.

Of course, people like Sun Yuncheng were an exception; he brought it on himself.

Ge Dongxu nodded and followed Lin Kun toward the elevator.

"Director Ge, it's all my fault, I will definitely change, and I will certainly teach Wenjun a lesson, please, I beg you..." Sun Yuncheng naturally did not give up and followed Ge Dongxu, pleading.

"Why are you begging me, Sun Yuncheng? Do you expect me to speak well of you to Secretary-General Wu and others?" Ge Dongxu stopped, looked at Sun Yuncheng with disgust, and asked.

"Of course not, I just want to ask for your forgiveness, please don't pursue it anymore..." Sun Yuncheng hesitated, then said with a gloomy face.

"Pursue? Sun Yuncheng, you think too highly of yourself. I've already spoken what needed to be said in the lobby when I saw Secretary-General Wu and others. I'm not so petty as to go after you specifically. If I really wanted to pursue this, do you think you'd still be standing here talking to me?" Ge Dongxu curled his lips into a scornful, cold smirk, dropped a remark, and then followed Lin Kun into the elevator.

Sun Yuncheng stood foolishly by the elevator, uncertain whether to feel relieved or resent the disregard Ge Dongxu showed him.

His relief stemmed from the fact that as long as Ge Dongxu did not hold a grudge, he still had a chance to remedy the situation with his connections. If Ge Dongxu had insisted, given the shocking scene he had witnessed in the lobby, even if Sun Yuncheng were the mayor of Jinzhou City, he might have been in serious trouble, let alone being just the Secretary-General of the Jinzhou City Government.

His resentment stemmed from the fact that he, Sun Yuncheng, was the Secretary-General of the Jinzhou City Government. When had he ever been so blatantly disregarded and disdained?

But no matter what, this was the best outcome Sun Yuncheng had wished for.

So whether he felt relieved or hateful, Sun Yuncheng could only silently accept it, because Ge Dongxu, once not even worth his consideration, was now far beyond someone Sun Yuncheng could afford to offend.

Standing foolishly by the elevator doors for quite a while, Sun Yuncheng finally turned around and left the lobby of the Kunting Grand Hotel.

Once buoyant with ambition, he now stooped, seemingly aged considerably in an instant.

After leaving the Kunting Grand Hotel, Sun Yuncheng did not directly rush back to Jinzhou City, but instead checked into a hotel in the Provincial Capital.

He had overheard the instructions Secretary Chen gave to Secretary-General Wu earlier in the lobby, and knowing that Ge Dongxu would not pursue further, it now hinged on Secretary-General Wu's attitude, so he needed to proactively provide an explanation to Secretary-General Wu, though of course, tonight was not the right time.

After checking into a hotel, Sun Yuncheng immediately had his driver go to Jiangnan University to bring his son to see him, while he hurriedly contacted some government officials in the Provincial Capital with whom he was acquainted.

Wenjun was quickly brought by the driver to the hotel room.

"Dad!" Seeing his father, Wenjun, unaware of the looming disaster, called out happily.

"Xiao Wang, you leave first," Sun Yuncheng waved at the driver.

The driver, already aware of Secretary Sun's poor mood tonight, quietly left the room upon hearing the words.

After Driver Xiao Wang left the room, Wenjun also noticed the grim expression on his father's face, especially the look in his eyes which was filled with an unprecedented estrangement. A sudden bad premonition surged in Wenjun's heart, making him involuntarily step back and cautiously ask, "Dad, what did you call me here for?"

"Slap!" But as soon as Wenjun finished speaking, Sun Yuncheng had already stepped forward, grabbed the collar of his clothes, and slapped him across the face.

"What matter? The great deed you've done!" Sun Yuncheng said harshly.

"Dad, why are you hitting me?" Wenjun was completely stunned, covering his face and looking at Sun Yuncheng in disbelief.

"I'm not only going to hit you, I'm going to kick you!" Wenjun's question, rather than helping, caused all the fear, frustration, and anger that Sun Yuncheng had been suppressing all evening to burst forth, and he kicked towards Wenjun's stomach.

He then, without another word, charged up and started beating Wenjun relentlessly.

"Dad, Dad, stop hitting! Please stop! I'm begging you, stop!" Although Wenjun acted high and mighty in front of his classmates, facing his father's sudden outburst of rage, he could only cower in a corner of the room, covering his head and begging for mercy repeatedly.

After all, Wenjun was his own son; although Sun Yuncheng lost control in his emotions, his ultimate goal was to make an impression on his son and show his stance to Ge Dongxu. Thus, seeing his son curled up in the corner of the room with his face swollen and bruised, Sun Yuncheng couldn't bring himself to hit him anymore.

Breathing heavily, he sat down on the sofa and waved at his son, saying, "Come here."

Seeing that his father's gaze was no longer as fierce as before, Wenjun knew the storm had passed, so he slowly got up from the ground. Still wary, he cautiously approached his father and cried, "Dad, what happened to you?"