Official Career Storm-Chapter 1388

The surveillance footage was quickly retrieved.

Manager Wang looked at the surveillance footage and couldn't help but frown.

The person merely grabbed Jin Yongjun's hair and pulled him away, without any further action.

But even though no direct violence was involved, hair-pulling is humiliating enough.

Some people with strong pride simply can't tolerate any affront.

Especially since the other party is an embassy official.

"Manager Wang, this is the identity of the guests in this private room."

The waiter handed over the information they had found, and Manager Wang took a look. The guest who booked the room was named Fan Jie.

As the lobby manager of Jiangshang No.1 Club, he had a general impression of the social elites in Jiangzhou City.

The name Fan Jie didn't ring a bell for him.

But he didn't dare to be neglectful.

After all, guests who can afford to spend here are already set apart from ordinary people.

After making a few phone calls, he quickly found out Fan Jie's identity.

A chairman of an educational training institution.

The training institution isn't that large, at most just a small company.

The waiter continued, "I heard this Chairman Fan say they are having a class reunion tonight."

Manager Wang nodded slightly, having made up his mind.

However, he still needed to report to Chairman Su on how to proceed.

He called Chairman Su and gave a detailed report of what happened.

After listening, Chairman Su said, "Try to appease the embassy guests and find out their demands."

"Understood."

After hanging up, Manager Wang went to the private room, knocked on the door, and opened it.

Inside the room, the singing had long since stopped.

A group of South Koreans were leaning on the sofa smoking, having lost interest in the ladies by their sides.

Manager Wang walked over with a smile, "Mr. Park, I've reviewed the surveillance, and this is a misunderstanding."

Mr. Park, in his early forties, with a slim build and single eyelids, replied coldly, "A misunderstanding?"

Manager Wang handled it professionally and said, "Even though it was a misunderstanding, the behavior of the guest was indeed somewhat excessive. How about I invite them over to apologize with a drink to Mr. Jin? What do you think, Mr. Park?"

Mr. Park's Mandarin was fluent, with no communication barrier.

Precisely because of this, he gleaned some information from Manager Wang's succinct words.

For instance, the fact that Manager Wang suggested an apology with a drink indicated the other party's status was lower than his own.

If they're of lower status, a mere apology drink would be a naive way to try and resolve this.

Mr. Park extinguished his cigarette, slowly stood up, adjusted the creases in his clothes, and with an authoritative tone said, "Lead the way."

Manager Wang's smile froze, he sighed inwardly, but ultimately said nothing and turned to leave.

The group followed behind.

Before long, they arrived at the private room where Wu Qiangwei was.

Thanks to Huang Sisi's soothing words, the male students were no longer as worried.

And given that so much time had passed without the other party causing trouble, it seemed they were indeed overthinking.

At that moment.

Bam!

The door to the private room was violently flung open.

The sound of the door crashing into the wall briefly drowned out the music in the room.

The twenty or so people with Wu Qiangwei all looked over.

Upon seeing the group standing at the door, which included the man who had previously groped them, the male students' expressions changed dramatically.

Huang Sisi's face also changed.

Then, both of them turned to look at Wu Qiangwei.

Wu Qiangwei's brows furrowed slightly, and in a voice only she could hear, she spoke into her shirt pocket, "Something's happened, come up."

She was speaking to Song Guanchao.

Upon hearing this, Song Guanchao and Wu Ming threw down their cigarettes, opened the car door, and strode towards the club.

Outside the private room.

Mr. Park scanned the group, his gaze lingering slightly when he saw the women among them.

Especially when he looked at Wu Qiangwei and Huang Sisi, his eyes sparkled with admiration.

"You, get out here!" Jin Yongjun ordered the male student sitting beside Huang Sisi.

The male student's face was pale and his mind was blank; he had lost the ability to think.

He didn't know the identities of these South Koreans, but knowing they were foreigners who could spend at this club meant they were not someone he could afford to provoke.

Fan Jie seemed thoughtful, then got up and approached them, asking, "What's going on here?"

Manager Wang cleared his throat and briefly explained the situation.

Fan Jie frowned, thinking to himself, could this be Zhang Yan's doing?

But whether it was Zhang Yan or not, with them at the door, as the organizer of the class reunion, he needed to speak up.

He nodded to Jin Yongjun and said, "Mr. Jin, this all started because of you. My classmate was merely acting in self-defense. If we're talking about right and wrong, you were the one at fault. Are you here now to bully us?"

He grew more solemn as he spoke, "Or do you think that our country's laws are ineffective against you?"

Jin Yongjun sized him up with a sneer and asked, "Do you know my identity?"

Fan Jie was taken aback. Of course, he didn't know.

But typically, people who talked like this were second-generation rich kids.

However, Jin Yongjun wasn't young, and didn't fit the image of a second-generation rich kid.

Jin Yongjun announced, "My name is Jin Yongjun, Consul at the Korean Embassy!"

Fan Jie's pupils dilated sharply, and the others were similarly taken aback.

Amidst their shock, one thought came to mind—they truly were at one of Jiangzhou's most upscale clubs, where even a casual encounter involved clients of consular rank.

Once their thoughts settled, unease began to creep into their hearts.

Their classmate had actually hit someone from the embassy.

They all turned to look at the classmate who had hit the man, then at Wu Qiangwei.

They wanted to know what Wu Qiangwei's stance would be.

Faced with an ambassador, only an official of Wu Qiangwei's caliber could potentially hold her ground.

Fan Jie was instantly certain that this seemingly accidental situation was definitely orchestrated by Zhang Yan!

Although he couldn't figure out how Zhang Yan managed it, he was certain it was her!

Otherwise, such a coincidence wouldn't happen.

She did this to force Wu Qiangwei to step forward, trying to steer the situation into a diplomatic incident.

Moreover, as Mayor, Wu Qiangwei's presence at such a high-end club, if reported, could easily spark public outcry.

If not handled properly, Wu Qiangwei could even be removed from her position!

With this realization, Fan Jie's guard against Zhang Yan intensified.

This woman's tactics were truly ruthless.

She either didn't act or dealt a killer blow when she did.

Fan Jie quickly understood what he should do next.

He fixed his gaze on the self-introduced Jin Yongjun, let out a cold laugh, and said, "So what if you're an ambassador? Think you're above everyone else? Do you know the identity of the person you've offended?"

Snap!

Mr. Park lit a cigarette, exhaled slowly, and asked, "What identity?"

Fan Jie raised his hand to point at Wu Qiangwei, "Mayor of Jiangzhou City!"

Wu Qiangwei's expression darkened as she coldly glared at Fan Jie.

He seemed to be intimidating them, but in reality, he was trying to escalate the situation.

Other classmates, unaware of the context, couldn't detect his subtle maneuvering.

But Wu Qiangwei knew, even before attending the reunion, that Zhang Yan intended to make a move against her.

Once he showed behavior completely different from his usual demeanor, Wu Qiangwei understood that this "accident" tonight was likely orchestrated by Zhang Yan.

The ambassador named Jin Yongjun was undoubtedly acting under Zhang Yan's instructions!