141: Chapter 141 What are you doing?

A few minutes after starting work in the morning, Director Huang came over to report.

"Director Qin, there is someone outside who wants to see you. He claims to have been sent by Young Master Yang Wenhao."

Qin Chuan nodded slightly. "Let him come in."

Soon, a young man of about thirty years old walked in without knocking, his attitude very arrogant.

"You must be Qin Chuan. Young Master Wen wants you to go over there, so come with me now."

Heh.

Qin Chuan sneered. "If he needs something from me, have Young Master Yang Wenhao come himself. This attitude of yours is not how one asks for a favor."

There was no need to guess; Young Master Yang Wenhao was clearly here because of the investigation yesterday.

Not only was a large amount of gutter oil discovered, but there were also a series of other issues. Every store had been shut down and faced subsequent penalties.

Young Master Yang Wenhao's intention was clear: he wanted Qin Chuan to retract everything, apologize to him, Young Master Yang Wenhao, and guarantee that such things would not happen again.

Because this young man relied on Young Master Yang Wenhao, he was used to being arrogant. No matter where he went, regardless of the official's rank, they all gave him some face. This was the first time he had encountered someone like Qin Chuan.

Taken aback, he reacted and threatened, "Listen here, Qin. The fact that Young Master Wen sent me here is giving you immense face. Why don't you go ask around? In Jianning City, as long as Young Master Wen makes a single phone call, which official wouldn't obediently go to see him?"

Qin Chuan's face was cold. "If that is all you have to say, then I understand. You can go back and tell Young Master Yang Wenhao that if he has something to ask of me, he should come personally."

"Fine, very good. You have guts!"

Leaving behind this threat, the cold-faced young man left.

Qin Chuan gave a cold smile.

Just because you have a father who is the mayor, look how cocky you are. You really think you're something, acting all high and mighty, not even knowing your own worth.

Qin Chuan didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Since the issue had already been uncovered, they needed to discuss how to deal with this catering enterprise. Around 9:30, Qin Chuan convened a bureau director's meeting.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work in yesterday's operation. You are all aware of the situation, so I won't go into details. Now, let us discuss how to handle this."

The meeting ended after only twenty or thirty minutes, quickly forming meeting minutes and a decision on how to proceed.

Maximum penalty!

Not only a huge fine, but also suspension for rectification. They could only resume business once the Market Supervision Bureau inspected and approved them, allowing them to reopen.

After the meeting, Director Huang and the others began drafting the official documents and relevant processing paperwork.

At this moment, a Porsche supercar with the license plate Han B88888 rushed into the courtyard of the Market Supervision Bureau, and the security guards at the gate didn't dare to stop it.

After the car entered, it didn't park in a spot but stopped horizontally right at the entrance of the office building. Young Master Yang Wenhao got out, fuming with anger, and went straight to Qin Chuan's office.

He didn't knock at all, kicked the door open, and then started questioning him aggressively.

"Qin Chuan, what is the meaning of this? Do you really not give me any face at all!"

"Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is!"

Qin Chuan glanced at him, guessing this was Young Master Yang Wenhao. He was covered in luxury brands, and on his wrist was a Patek Philippe watch worth over a million.

He was truly arrogant and acted with high profile. He didn't hide anything at all, parading around like this. Wasn't he worried about causing trouble for his mayor father?

Compared to Young Master Yang Wenhao's rage, Qin Chuan's reaction was much calmer. "Who are you? I don't know you. Please leave!"

What! You don't know me!!!

You don't know the famous Young Master Yang Wenhao.

Young Master Yang Wenhao was so angry he almost vomited blood. In Jianning City, there was actually someone who didn't know him.

"Listen here, Qin. Don't play dumb. I am Young Master Yang Wenhao. My father is Yang Fuguo, and I am a shareholder of Fat Mama Kitchen."

Qin Chuan remained calm. "Oh, so you are Young Master Yang Wenhao. Well, what do you want with me?"

Young Master Yang Wenhao suppressed his anger. "Qin Chuan, let's not beat around the bush. I came here to have you retract all penalty decisions and let us resume business as soon as possible. Also, you must apologize to me personally."

Heh.

Qin Chuan gave a cold smile. "Young Master Yang Wenhao, does this count as you asking me for a favor? Is this the attitude you use when asking for help?"

"Listen here, Qin. You need to get this straight. My father is Yang Fuguo. There is no good outcome for offending me. Do you believe that I can have you fired with a single word?"

Qin Chuan shook his head. "I really don't believe that. Why don't you try it and see if you can have me fired."

"Fine, you have guts!"

Young Master Yang Wenhao knew the conversation couldn't continue; the other person wasn't giving him any face at all. He could only say, "Then we shall see. You had better watch yourself!"

Leaving behind these words, he left in a huff.

Qin Chuan gave a disdainful sneer. I think you should watch yourself. Don't drag your father down, otherwise, his position won't be secure either.

Probably having heard the commotion, Director Huang only came in after Young Master Yang Wenhao had left. "Director Qin, was that Young Master Yang Wenhao just now?"

"Mm, it was that kid. He really thinks he's something," Qin Chuan said disdainfully.

Sensing that Director Qin didn't have the slightest bit of fear, Director Huang was even more certain that Qin Chuan's connections and background were much stronger than Young Master Yang Wenhao's. He was even more determined to hold tight to Director Qin's powerful leg.

"Director Qin, these are the meeting documents from earlier, as well as the penalty decision for Fat Mama Kitchen. Please take a look."

Taking them to look over, there were no issues. Qin Chuan took his pen and signed them, instructing, "Post the penalty decision, and also publish it on the Market Supervision Bureau's official website. Also, send a copy to Fat Mama Kitchen as soon as possible."

"Very well, I will handle it immediately," Director Huang replied.

Now, back to Young Master Yang Wenhao.

With a gloomy face, he got into his Porsche supercar, slammed on the gas, and roared out of the Market Supervision Bureau courtyard, heading straight for the Municipal Government.

When Yang Fuguo's secretary saw Young Master Yang Wenhao, he said in a fawning tone, "Young Master Wen, you are here."

Young Master Yang Wenhao didn't give him a good look, reprimanding him like a dog. "Get lost, don't block the way!"

Then, he pushed open the door and entered the Mayor's office.

The secretary's face sank slightly, feeling extremely aggrieved inside. Damn it, I am at least the Mayor's secretary, and you don't give me any face at all.

But thinking that this was Young Master Yang Wenhao—narrow-minded and vengeful, where everyone who offended him was either dead, disabled, or in jail—he could only endure it.

Inside the office, Yang Fuguo was reviewing a document. He glanced at Young Master Yang Wenhao and said slowly and unhurriedly.

"What's the matter? Who has upset you again?"

Young Master Yang Wenhao said furiously, "Dad, that new bureau director at the Market Supervision Bureau—you need to fire him or demote him. It's too infuriating. I really want to kill him with a single slash."