"Hello, Little Huang? What is it, I'm busy here." A middle‑aged man's voice came from the phone.
"D–Director, you have to save me! These people are too arrogant, they've got…" The firefighter hurriedly, trembling, recounted the whole thing about letting them go.
"What!?" On the other end, that deputy bureau chief sounded like he'd been scared stiff, not replying for a long while. After quite some time, he seemed to gulp, then said gravely, "Give him the phone."
"Yes." That firefighter leader was like a condemned man granted amnesty, as if he'd just gotten an imperial decree, and shouted, "Our director wants you to take the call!"
"Hello!"
The leader casually picked up the phone and asked impatiently, "What?"
"H‑Hello, I'm Deputy Director Yang Bin of the Sub‑district Public Security Sub‑Bureau, may I ask who you are?" The deputy bureau chief's cautious voice came from the phone.
"Flying Leopard on official business. What, is there a problem?" the leader said impatiently.
