Chapter 52

"Oh, my goodness." Wu Chengdong rolled off the table. He had just opened the ink bottle to fill his fountain pen when he didn't expect Mo Zhitao to kick the door and rush in. The ink spilled all over him, turning a patch black.

Mo Zhitao didn't let Wu Chengdong off. He walked over and kicked him a couple of times, "Damn it, Wu Chengdong, I applied for money from you, but not only did you not give it to me, you also tore up my application form. Are you trying to find your own death?"

These two kicks from Mo Zhitao were no ordinary kicks; he kicked two of Wu Chengdong's teeth out of his mouth.

"Ah, help! Mo Zhitao is going to kill me." Wu Chengdong screamed for help.

He knew Mo Zhitao was a bad person, but he didn't expect him to be so bad. He was determined to report Mo Zhitao and have him put in jail.

Mo Zhitao said coldly, "Go ahead and scream. I'm going to report you for embezzlement. I'm going to find Dean Lin Xiaoyong."

"Mo Zhitao, what are you doing?" Lin Xiaoyong's voice came from outside. He and Chen Dachao had heard that Mo Zhitao was fighting with Wu Chengdong in the finance department, so they immediately called the police and rushed over.

"Dean Lin, you came just in time. I just asked Yu Meijing to come and get ten thousand yuan, but Wu Chengdong not only refused to give it to her, he also tore up the application form and made inappropriate advances towards her. Is this person even human? Call the police to arrest him; I'm going to kill him." Mo Zhitao became angrier as he spoke.

At this moment, the security guards arrived. Chen Dachao pointed at Mo Zhitao and said, "Security, you need to control him; he's too agitated."

The security guards hesitated when they saw it was Mo Zhitao. They remembered the last security guard who had resigned, who had warned them that they could provoke anyone but not Mo Zhitao, or they would be in trouble. So, they remembered this advice and didn't want to provoke Mo Zhitao.

"Director Mo, we are colleagues; let's talk things out calmly."

"Talk to hell, Wu Chengdong." Mo Zhitao rushed forward and kicked Wu Chengdong again, "Smack." Wu Chengdong screamed in pain.

"Help! Mo Zhitao is going to kill me." Wu Chengdong cried in fear. Why were there so many people here, and not one of them was stopping Mo Zhitao?

Lin Xiaoyong was furious, "Mo Zhitao, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Lin Xiaoyong, what are you trying to do? We signed an agreement that as long as the account has more than 50,000 yuan, I can take as much as I want. This is the matter of our Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) department. Why did you tell Wu Chengdong not to give us the money? What do you mean by this? Are you trying to embezzle the money from our TCM department? If you keep this up, I'll report you to the district committee." Mo Zhitao said coldly.

Report you to hell, you're just relying on your connection with He Huaming's wife. Lin Xiaoyong cursed in his heart.

"Mo Zhitao, I never said I wouldn't give you the money. Everything will be handled according to the agreement," Lin Xiaoyong said.

"Ha, so you're saying that Wu Chengdong is the one trying to embezzle the money, intentionally swallowing the money from our TCM department." Mo Zhitao looked at Wu Chengdong coldly, "Security, take Wu Chengdong to the police station. He's a corrupt individual, and we must firmly fight against corruption."

"I, I'm not trying to swallow your TCM department's money," Wu Chengdong hurriedly said.

Lin Xiaoyong couldn't admit that he had made things difficult for Mo Zhitao. Could he dare to say it? If he did, both he and Wu Chengdong would be in trouble.

Mo Zhitao stared at Wu Chengdong, "Then why didn't you give us the money? And why did you tear up my application form? If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't let you off."

Outside, Li Xiong's voice was heard, "We are the police. Who is fighting? Where is the person?"

"Police, I'm here. Please come and save me quickly." Wu Chengdong felt as if he had heard his parents' voices when he heard Li Xiong's voice. If the police didn't come soon, Mo Zhitao would beat him to death.

Li Xiong walked in and was surprised to see Mo Zhitao. Could it be that Mo Zhitao was the one who was fighting?

"Dean Lin, what's going on?" Li Xiong asked Lin Xiaoyong.

"Chief Li, let Wu Chengdong explain," Lin Xiaoyong said.

Since Li Xiong knew Wu Chengdong and they had eaten together before, he was familiar with him.

Lin Xiaoyong hated Mo Zhitao, but now Mo Zhitao seemed to be a symbol of the People's Hospital.

Last night, Gong Chunwen said that the dean of the district TCM hospital wanted to transfer Mo Zhitao to the TCM hospital. It seemed that Mo Zhitao had become famous for treating patients in the TCM department over the past few days.

From the situation in the TCM department over the past few days, the People's Hospital had earned a lot of income, and Lin Xiaoyong regretted the 50,000 yuan monthly payment.

Wu Chengdong, with a mournful face, said, "Mo Zhitao kicked my office door and then rushed in to beat me. Look, my teeth are knocked out. Chief Li, please arrest Mo Zhitao. I want to press charges against him."

"Ha, Chief Li, you came just in time. Wu Chengdong is trying to embezzle money. Arrest him." Mo Zhitao recounted the situation, "I heard from Wu Chengdong that Dean Lin Xiaoyong told him to do this. You should also arrest Dean Lin."

"I never said that about Dean Lin," Wu Chengdong hurriedly said.

"Then it must be Vice Dean Chen Dachao?" Mo Zhitao smiled.

Chen Dachao cursed at Wu Chengdong, "Wu Chengdong, don't talk nonsense. I never told you to do that."

"No one told me," Wu Chengdong hurriedly said.

"Chief Li, then take Wu Chengdong away." Mo Zhitao said, "We can't get the money for the TCM department, so he must be the one embezzling it."

Lin Xiaoyong was worried. Wu Chengdong knew many of his secrets. If Wu Chengdong was taken to the police station and confessed to many things, it would be a big problem.

"Mo Zhitao, don't talk nonsense. If you keep this up, I'll remove you from your position."

"Dean Lin, come over here, I have something to tell you." After hearing the whole story, Li Xiong knew that Wu Chengdong had provoked Mo Zhitao first, and then Mo Zhitao had beaten him.

If it were someone else, he wouldn't have cared, but with Mo Zhitao, he had to intervene. Lin Xiaoyong nodded and walked to the side with Li Xiong, "It seems Wu Chengdong was the one who started it. I heard you have an agreement. If Mo Zhitao reports him, it could be a big problem."

"Right," Lin Xiaoyong nodded. "But Mo Zhitao is my subordinate, and he doesn't respect his superiors."

"I think it's better to make a big issue small and a small issue disappear. Just give Mo Zhitao the money. Mo Zhitao is very famous in Macheng District, and many people come to him for treatment," Li Xiong said.

While Lin Xiaoyong and Li Xiong were talking, Mo Zhitao's phone rang. He saw it was Zhang Song calling and walked to the side to answer, "Director Zhang, is there something in the department?"

"Nothing in the department. I heard you were causing trouble in the finance department," Zhang Song said.

He had just heard the details from Sister Li and others. Yu Meijing was his relative, and he couldn't let her be bullied.

"I just want to tell you that I am classmates with the dean of the district TCM hospital. He called me last night and said he wanted you to be the director of the TCM hospital. If Lin Xiaoyong makes things difficult for you, you can ignore him, and I will go with you to the TCM hospital."

"Thank you, Director Zhang, I understand," Mo Zhitao felt a warm feeling in his heart and became more confident.

When Mo Zhitao came back, Li Xiong and the other police officers had already left.

Lin Xiaoyong said to Mo Zhitao, "Mo Zhitao, you have already beaten someone. Just write a self-criticism and it will be over."

"Heh, Dean Lin, why should I write a self-criticism? Wu Chengdong should write one. If he doesn't, I'll take him to the Health Bureau to seek justice," Mo Zhitao said coldly.

"I have lost faith in you, Lin Xiaoyong. With a leader like you, deliberately holding back the money for our TCM department? You can do this to me today, and you can do it to others. I will apply to go to another hospital. But before I go, you need to give us the money we earned and distribute it to us."

"You, you dare to threaten me?" Lin Xiaoyong said angrily.

"I'll call Deputy Director Wang Mengxin and report it," Mo Zhitao took out his phone and prepared to make the call.

"You, wait a moment," Lin Xiaoyong was afraid.

From Gong Chunwen, he knew that Wang Mengxin had a lot of influence. The issue was that Wu Chengdong was in the wrong, and Li Xiong had already seen through it and said he didn't want to get involved. If this matter was reported to the Health Bureau, Wu Chengdong might be in trouble, and if Wu Chengdong was in trouble, he might be in trouble too.

"Wu Chengdong, apologize to Mo Zhitao."

Wu Chengdong suspected he had heard wrong, "Apologize?"

"Yes, apologize immediately and transfer the ten thousand yuan to the TCM department," Lin Xiaoyong nodded solemnly.

"I want one hundred thousand yuan now," Mo Zhitao said. "I don't trust you."

"Mo Zhitao, the monthly payment for your TCM department is too low. It should be increased to 100,000 yuan," Lin Xiaoyong said.

Mo Zhitao shook his head, "This month, it was agreed to be 50,000 yuan, so it should be 50,000 yuan. If you want to increase it to 100,000 yuan next month, I can agree."

"Fine, we'll increase it to 100,000 yuan next month, and we'll sign a new agreement," Lin Xiaoyong said helplessly.

He wanted to shut down the TCM department, but he didn't expect Mo Zhitao to be so capable. At the time, he thought he could get 2 million yuan by shutting it down, but if the TCM department could pay 1.2 million yuan to the hospital annually, plus other income from medicine, he could still make money. Lin Xiaoyong was calculating in his mind.

When Wu Chengdong heard Lin Xiaoyong tell him to apologize, he had no choice but to stand up and apologize to Mo Zhitao. He also called the finance department to transfer 100,000 yuan to the TCM department's account. Seeing that the matter was settled, Mo Zhitao left without further纠缠.

Seeing Mo Zhitao leave, Wu Chengdong walked to Lin Xiaoyong's side and whispered, "Dean, I can't swallow this."

"Damn it, do you have a brain? If you want to make things difficult for someone, don't show it so obviously. And why did you make inappropriate advances towards Yu Meijing?" Lin Xiaoyong looked at the brainless Wu Chengdong with hatred.

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