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"See, I told you it was fake, and you still wanted to fool me."

Huang Si looked at the awkward expressions of the few people in front of him, and immediately beamed with joy. As he proudly told Huang San, I started to blush. What did he mean by 'even a fool has a lot of worries'? This was what it meant.

Although Huang San looked like he was more intelligent than Huang Si, the more intelligent he was, the more he would have to worry about this kind of situation. No matter what, if he offended the people from the Bureau of Industry, there would be a lot of things that would not be easy to deal with in the future.

Huang Si could not take it anymore. He endured for a long time before he suddenly erupted, but he did not expect that he had stabbed right into the weak spot of this group of people.

Of course, more importantly, I had already told this group of Bureau of Industry staff that it was a failure, so I didn't care if I would offend them even more.

In any case, it was the same. These people were here just to cause trouble, so it didn't matter. From the opening of the store up to now, I have never been a person who would compromise and make money. It may have something to do with the group of friends I've made.

"We are not fake!"

Youngsters, hotheads. He jumped out again and his voice grew louder, as if to give himself courage. Little did he know that this performance was even more unconvincing.

Hearing that, Huang Si glanced at the young man in contempt, and said: "It's not fake? What about the work permit? Bring it here, I want to check your work permit! "

As he said that, Huang Si reached out his hand to them, causing them to once again be speechless. They didn't have it with them, so how could they take it out? I smiled mockingly. I didn't say anything, I was just watching the show.

Seeing this, Huang San also added fuel to the fire.

His tone was neither dark nor cold as he said neither haughtily: "No wonder the Zheng said that you do not even know the most basic duties of a Trade Bureau. After all this time, it turned out to be a bunch of scum."

A group of people stood there suffering from the shock, their faces alternating between white and red. Especially the leader of this group, he was probably the one with the ugliest face.

"A bunch of trash! If you don't know how to speak, then shut up. The person in charge turned around and scolded him, pushing all the blame onto his two subordinates.

The woman was smarter than the young man. She didn't say anything, but lowered her head, unable to see the expression on her face. The youngster obviously didn't have a clear look in his eyes. His words immediately caused this boss of his to have a pitch-black face.

"It wasn't you who asked me to fan the flames. Why did it become my own words?" His voice was very soft, but in the silence of the scene, such a voice was exceptionally ear-piercing.

"Bastard!" Bastard! "You, you!" He pointed at the young man. You didn't say anything for a long time. In the end, he seemed to be holding it in too hard, and with a wave of his hand, he slammed it down on the counter table.

"Comrade, be careful. My counter is made of mahogany that spans a thousand years. If you let it all go to waste, you won't even be able to afford twenty years of salary!"

He started to speak, but I held him back. I could see that his hand was shaking a little. I don't know if it was because his hand was hurting or because he wanted to take it away, but he just couldn't take it back.

He was depressed, depressed, and his heart was wandering between holding and not taking. Looking at him made me feel very uncomfortable. So in the spirit of learning from Comrade Lei Feng, I did a good deed and helped him remove his hand from the table.

"Boss Zheng, hello."

"Nonsense. Of course I'm fine. Can it be that I'm not good, and I'm still good to you?" I was so amused that I smiled and said something to him.

"We're not done yet. We'll see!" Let's go! "

He turned around and left silently with a dark expression. The people who came with him quickly followed him.

He came in great glory and rolled around dejectedly. In fact, this kind of low level person could be the most pitiful, right? He seemed to be of a higher status than an ordinary person, but he was constantly being used as cannon fodder. Once it hit the steel plate, the one feeling the pain was not the person who had fired the shot, but the bullet.

"As expected, it's a fake, hehe!" Huang Si still wanted to continue muttering to himself.

I smiled and told him, "Si Er, you did well this time. You have praised me once verbally."

Huang Si giggled again.

When such a thing happened, there would always be a crowd of onlookers outside. The noise in the shop was quite loud as it was already packed with neighbors outside. They were discussing quietly outside and pointing at the group of workers who had left in low spirits.

"Eh, isn't that the son of Chen Daniu from the west of the city?"

"That's right, that's right. If you didn't say anything, I really wouldn't have recognized him. Chen Daniu was down and out in the past, ever since his son became a small boss in the workshop, he became really awesome."

"What Chen Daniu's son?"

"Old Li, when did you arrive?" "It's that young child who just walked out first …"

So no matter what, it was best for everyone to be friendly with each other. Otherwise, there might be someone among the onlookers who could dig out your family tree.

"Come, aunties, aunties, brothers and sisters, step aside a bit."

Just as I was about to turn around and head towards the backyard, Zhao Qi squeezed in from outside and asked: "Qi Qiao, what's wrong? Why are there so many people surrounding the entrance of your shop? "

"Someone's here to pick a fight!"

I explained the situation to Zhao QIu. After he finished listening, he said, "Why did you come here to find trouble?" Oh right, isn't Little Sun's dad the Bureau Chief? "Say hi to Little Sun and tell that fellow to hurry up and clean up the bedding and get out of here."

"What's the use of killing a chicken with a blade? Besides, you're just looking for trouble and you're going to smash people's rice bowls. Isn't this a death grudge? Buddha says to be magnanimous! "

"Bullsh * t, did Buddha say that?"

"Yes."

"Since when did you start believing in Buddha? Buddha did not kick you to death? "

"F * ck you, I'm fine, I'm fine. Hurry back to your store and watch, be careful or someone might steal it."

Zhao QIu must have done it on purpose. I cursed in annoyance.

"No one dares to steal my things," he replied. "If they go in, they'll be scared to death." With that, he continued, "If that's the case, then I'll go over first. This shop of yours really isn't a place for people to stay."

Zhao QIu had always disliked these things. In his words, they were particularly insecure and cold. I often wonder if you didn't feel cold when you buried the dead?

I didn't think much of it at first, but what I didn't expect was that on the following day, Huang Si, who was clamoring to find his comrade, came over and took him and Huang San away.

I had no way to stop them. Looking at Huang San and Huang Si who were taken away by the police, my face darkened to the extreme. Indeed, if these officials wanted to punish them, they would definitely grab a pile of evidence.

It was obvious that they were targeting me, a naked demonstration and a slap to the face.

At this moment, the surrounding neighbors were no longer talking about the incident where the workers from the Bureau of Industry came looking for trouble. Instead, they were talking about the fact that there were actually two unscrupulous people, even criminals, hiding in the Zheng Family's Ancient Street.

I have no doubt about this. As the saying goes, good things never go out, while bad things spread far and wide. Negative things were often talked about with interest, especially after a person's imagination had deepened. This would become a topic people discussed after meals for a long time, and then everyone would become familiar with it. The Zheng family's ancient style was a den of thieves, where people acted tyrannically, committing heinous acts, bullying buyers, and making them into counterfeit goods …

This kind of message must not be spread out, or else the trouble will be too great.

After locking up the store, I stood at the door and thought for a moment. Then I turned onto the right side of the main road and took the number 11 bus directly to the new residence of the Public Security Bureau.

Xing An was Xing Dingguo's only son, the head of the Weicheng's Public Security Bureau. She was also their family's third child. Above them were two elder sisters, both of them very promising. One was working in Beijing now, the other was working in Ming Zhu. "Huu."

However, from ancient times until now, the patriarchal mindset of the people had always been influenced. Xing An, the youngest son, had been doted upon and doted upon since birth. Only after he had grown up did his pampered behavior subside.

Of course, the undeniable fact was that while he was restraining himself, Zhao QIu and I played an indelible role. That was when we were drinking outside, and the people at the two tables were at loggerheads. After that, he was much more obedient.

Every time Xing An brought this matter up, he would always viciously blame me and Zhao Qi Jiu. However, this didn't affect our good relationship in the future.

The fourth young master of the Weicheng, Long Xing, is not the same as us. Although it is said that his ability is not bad, and is worthy of his surname, and is a dragon amongst humans, discordance in personality. Second Young Master Wang Xiaoxi, her name was rather soft and she was also a feminine person. She called herself a faction in the Weicheng and had her own circle. Normally, no one would want to provoke him. The third young master was Xing An. She was a wild and unruly person, but she was very generous to her friends. As for the Fourth Young Master, she practically never showed it to the Weicheng again. Some said that they forcefully pulled him in to make up for the amount.

"Yo!" Zheng, what wind brought you here? It's been a few days since I've last seen you drink. Caijiu said that you were busy, so he told us not to disturb you if there's nothing else. "

"There have been a lot of things happening recently. Xiao An, I came to find you this time to ask you to help Zheng with something. "

"What kind of help? "Zheng, tell me, as long as I, Xing An, can do it, I won't give you a second thought!"

Before I could finish, Xing An slapped his chest in assurance, dragging me into his house as he spoke.

"What?" There was such a thing? This bunch of bastards, don't know that I am the brother of Zheng, we already have one right now, so we have to give them a good show! "

After giving Xing An a rough idea of the situation, Xing An immediately turned into a rooster whose feathers were blown. He didn't even give me a chance to drink the tea he poured for me before jumping up and dragging me outside.