Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

Facing Diao Deliang's smug face, Liu Ming didn't say a word.

He simply stared at the scraps of paper on the ground, then silently picked them up and put them in the trash can. He then sat back down at the computer, opened the document, reformatted it according to the ridiculous rules Diao Deliang had given him, printed it, and placed it on Diao Deliang's desk.

The entire process was smooth and natural, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The feeling of punching cotton was incredibly frustrating for Diao Deliang. He would much rather see Liu Ming fly into a rage and slam her fist on the table, giving him a reason to call security and escalate the situation.

But now, the other party is as calm as a stagnant pool, rendering all his subsequent tactics ineffective.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you!" Diao Deliang could only pick up the report reluctantly, pretend to check it, and after confirming that he couldn't find any faults, he swayed away.

The air in the office seemed to grow heavy because of this silent confrontation.

Lu Xiao Kui stole a glance at Liu Ming, her eyes filled with sympathy. Old Fan, on the other hand, shook his head almost imperceptibly, as if sighing: Young people, in the end, they still have to bow their heads.

Liu Ming seemed oblivious to this. He opened a document and began writing something else—"Several Suggestions on the Standardization and Unification of Official Document Formats for Grassroots Units in Qingyun County".

He doesn't like trouble.

Therefore, he will use his own methods to resolve all possible troubles at once.

……

At noon, the workday ended.

The canteen in the county government compound instantly became bustling with noise.

Liu Ming, holding her meal card, followed the long queue calmly. The cafeteria food was simple: two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, unlimited rice, and a large pot of seaweed and egg drop soup steaming hot.

For him, who was used to eating individual soldier rations, this was a rare treat.

"Get out of my way, all of you! Can't you see Brother Jie is here?"

A boastful shout shattered the order in the cafeteria.

A young man dressed in trendy clothes and with dyed yellow hair swaggered in through the door, surrounded by a group of followers, and headed straight for the food window, completely ignoring the people queuing up.

His name is Li Shaojie, the only son of Li Yuankui, the county party secretary, and the "princeling" who is known to everyone in Qingyun County.

The people in line dared not speak out in anger, and some even voluntarily made way for them.

Li Shaojie thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. He walked to the window, slammed his rice bowl onto the table with a loud bang, and yelled at a young girl inside who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old with flushed cheeks, "Hey! Are you blind? Can't you see I'm here? Hurry up and get your food!"

The young girl seemed to be new; she was so startled that her hand trembled, and she lost her grip on the soup spoon, splashing a few drops of scalding soup onto Li Shaojie's designer T-shirt.

"Hold!"

Li Shaojie instantly exploded, snatching the soup spoon from the girl's hand and pointing it at her nose while cursing, "Are you fucking tired of living? Do you know how much this dress cost? I couldn't pay for it even if I sold you!"

The little girl was terrified, tears welling in her eyes, and she stammered an apology: "I'm...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."

"Is 'sorry' all you want?!" Li Shaojie's face twisted in rage as he picked up a soup spoon, scooped up a spoonful of scalding hot egg drop soup, and was about to splash it onto the little girl's face.

"If you don't lick these drops of soup clean today, I'll make sure you can't stay in Qingyun County!"

Everyone in the cafeteria gasped in shock. This was outrageous! But seeing Li Shaojie's arrogant and domineering demeanor, and the several swaggering followers behind him, no one dared to step forward.

Even the cafeteria manager huddled in a corner, pretending not to see anything.

The little girl closed her eyes in fright, waiting desperately for the scalding soup to fall on her face.

However, the expected burning pain did not occur.

A hand, a hand as steady as an iron clamp, appeared out of thin air and firmly grasped Li Shaojie's wrist as he spilled the soup.

The owner of the hand was Liu Ming.

He had somehow walked up to Li Shaojie's side, his face expressionless, just quietly looking at him with calm yet profoundly unsettling eyes.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you meddle in my business? Let go!" Li Shaojie's wrist was being squeezed painfully. He struggled a few times, but found that the other person's hand was as if it were welded shut and wouldn't budge.

"Apologize." Liu Ming's voice was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"What?" Li Shaojie thought he had misheard, then burst into laughter. "You want me to apologize to her? Have you lost your mind? Let me tell you, in Qingyun County, I'm the one who has to apologize to others!"

"I'll say it again, apologize to her." Liu Ming's tone remained calm, but the force with which she gripped Li Shaojie's wrist suddenly increased.

"Click!"

A faint sound of bones shifting was heard.

"ah--!"

Li Shaojie let out a pig-like scream, his face turning white with pain, and the soup spoon in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Upon seeing this, his henchmen immediately surrounded him, each one looking fierce and menacing.

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

"Let go of Brother Jie!"

Liu Ming didn't even turn around to look at them; his gaze remained fixed on Li Shaojie's face, but his expression had changed.

If it was just an ancient well a moment ago, now a chilling, bone-chilling killing intent is slowly rising from it.

That's the look in someone's eyes who has been through countless trials and tribulations.

Just a glance.

The henchmen who were yelling and about to charge forward froze in place as if they had been frozen in place. They felt as if they were being targeted by a ferocious beast that had emerged from an ancient jungle, and a fear from the depths of their souls made it difficult for them to even breathe.

Move a muscle and you'll die!

That was the only thought in their minds.

Li Shaojie was also frightened by that look. He felt as if he was facing not a person, but a drawn blade, the sharpness of which made him feel cold all over.

He was afraid.

From childhood to adulthood, he had always acted arrogantly and domineeringly, relying on his father's power, and had never seen such a terrifying look in his eyes.

"What...what do you want to do? Let me tell you, my dad is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Ming suddenly tightened her grip on his wrist, lifting him up like a chick and then shoving him forward.

"Bang!"

Li Shaojie's face was pressed firmly against the edge of the large soup pot filled with seaweed and egg drop soup next to him.

The scalding soup instantly soaked his blond hair, twisting his fairly handsome face into a distorted mess due to the heat and fear.

The entire cafeteria was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned by the swift and unexpected scene. They stared blankly at the unfamiliar young man who was holding down the "Prince" with one hand.

Is this person... insane?

"Now, can you apologize?" Liu Ming's voice, like a judgment from the deepest hell, rang in Li Shaojie's ears.

Li Shaojie was terrified, screaming incoherently, his voice filled with terror.

"My dad is Li Yuankui! If you dare touch me, my dad won't let you get away with it!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Ming not only did not loosen her grip, but instead curled her lips into a mocking sneer and increased the force in her hand, pressing Li Shaojie's face even deeper into the soup pot.

He spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it carried clearly to every corner of the cafeteria.

Even the King of Heaven has to wait in line.