Hmm???

On this end of the phone.

A middle-aged woman, her hair slightly curly and her body just a touch plump, is clearly already in an "Old Mother Xu" status.

However, when it comes to looks, she still looks quite good. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to handle herself so well in the current workplace.

After all, in the workplace, females naturally have some disadvantages compared to males.

Even with the same achievements, females aiming for promotion are inevitably, and subconsciously, treated with some colored glasses.

Yes, just a tiny bit; it’s an instinctive behavior.

For her to reach this point, although she hasn’t resorted to selling her looks, the dealings and networking certainly aren’t few.

Without advanced tactics and extremely high emotional intelligence, managing all this wouldn’t be possible.

It’s been many years since she was disrespected in this way. Humiliation and reprimands from superiors are common.

But the disdain from subordinates and peers hadn’t appeared for many years.

How long has it been?

Fifteen years, perhaps?

The last time was when she first entered the workforce, fresh from her graduate studies, during her internship at the company, encountering unfair treatment from her mentor.

But ever since she became officially employed and was quickly promoted to team leader, this sort of humiliation had almost vanished.

Who knew that this time, Little Wang, whom she had looked down upon, dared to speak to her with such a tone over the phone!

Outrageous!

What sort of image did she have of Little Wang?

Just an honest person, straightforward, even if she blatantly snatched his credits. What could he do?

Would he dare confront her face-to-face?

In the end, even if she gives a slap and then a compliment she no longer values, he would accept it grudgingly, as if he had no choice, wouldn’t he? It’s a simple matter.

Originally thinking everything was under control, it ended like being humiliatingly slapped in the face. Outrageous!

Those words felt like burning slaps on her face.

Luckily, she hadn’t turned on speaker mode just now; otherwise, she’d have faced immense embarrassment.

In that instant, she changed her approach; her tone of speaking shifted as she said.

"Alright, I got it, just go ahead with your plan. I just need to see the outcome."

Outside her office were colleagues; many were working.

Even without looking, she knew that many people were aware she was calling Little Wang.

Many were undoubtedly observing this side secretly.

Even if the eyes weren’t looking this way, the ears were certainly keenly listening.

Everyone was paying attention to the situation here.

Because it was unusually abnormal.

Even though Little Wang was berating her over the phone without speaker mode, they couldn’t know exactly what happened.

But having such a long silence during a call with Little Wang was clearly different from usual.

Those observant could easily guess something was a bit off, but no one dared to say it outright, only secretly observing.

Little Wang heard the old woman’s speech suddenly become formal.

He was clearly taken aback.

But quickly figured out her intention.

"Hahaha, pretending, huh? No problem, I’ll watch your act, let’s see how long you can keep it up."

"Just now, Minister Zhang Beixing agreed to let me enter The Ninth Bureau, actively brought it up himself. Once I’m in The Ninth Bureau, you’d better not cause trouble, or I’ll keep an eye on you."

Little Wang chuckled, his tone full of disdain.

He had never been this confident before, never.

As the platform and identity began changing, his whole mindset underwent a massive transformation.

This change occurred naturally.

However, Little Wang wasn’t the type to adopt a domineering attitude just because he gained power.

He was only targeting this old witch.

By now, Zhang Beixing had already walked far away.

Some police officers came up to ask him questions, and once they understood the situation, none of them bothered him. They simply told him to settle everything and then head to the police station for a record.

These procedures still had to be all completed.

Regarding that semi-trailer rig, before the police left, they took several sets of photos from different angles and concluded; the rig now completely belonged to Little Wang. He could do whatever he wished with it.

Since the semi-trailer rig was considered an asset involved with crime, it was very easy for Little Wang to transfer the title later, simply going to the vehicle administration office was enough.

Little Wang called a tow truck to tow it away, gave the driver a specific location, and left the truck aside.

How much could this rig be worth anyway?

Little Wang was even impatient to go home and change his soaking wet clothes, and walked with a salty sea scent all over until he reached a spot to catch a ride, requesting a rideshare vehicle.

As the rideshare vehicle stopped at Little Wang’s side, and he just opened the car door.

While the female driver inside didn’t show an expression of disgust, the fleeting dissatisfaction in her eyes betrayed her attitude.