At this ti, over at the headquarters.
Jiang Ye arrived.
He got out of the car, not even bothering to pull out the keys, and made his way to the commander’s office like a man who knew his route well.
However, on the way, he bumped into quite a few familiar comrades.
"Old Jiang, what brings you here?"
"Aren’t you always holed up in your own unit? You always send Old Qin over."
Jiang was quite familiar with several of them and, moreover, had quite good relations with them.
"Got so business, couldn’t avoid coming," he explained.
This statent actually surprised the group of old comrades:
"What’s up?"
"By the way, when did you get a girlfriend? We’ve all seen the video!"
"Yeah, your sister-in-law is not bad at all. Does her family have any other sisters?"
Pah.
Just by hearing this, he knew what these guys were insinuating.
Jiang rolled his eyes:
"Tonight, you might want to pile up your pillows a bit higher."
Dream on!
"You, are you looking for a one-on-one fight?"
Was Jiang scared?
"Co on, all of you, let’s have at it," he said with a brilliant smile.
But, those who talked tough were just all talk and no action. They wouldn’t really lift a finger.
Didn’t they all know each other too well?
In the group, who hadn’t been his punching bag at so point?
They all had painful experiences—would anyone be seeking death?
"No, no, I still have training to do."
"I don’t have ti either, off to clean."
In a few seconds, everyone had scattered.
Jiang watched, the corner of his mouth twitching, and then he stretched his arm, flicked his sleeve, and continued on towards the commander’s office.
....
’Knock knock, reporting in!’
"Co in."
Jiang Ye then pushed the door open:
"Mr. Xing!"
The middle-aged man looked up, quite surprised:
"Why is it you who has co?" he blurted out.
Jiang’s face remained expressionless:
"My people have been detained by you, how could I not co?"
His words were not the least bit courteous.
The middle-aged man started to laugh:
"Your people have made a mistake. What, you want to cover for them?"
Cover for them?
"Mr. Xing, do you now detain people without investigating the facts first?"
Oh?
The middle-aged man set down his pen, sat up straight in his chair, and his deanor beca more solemn:
"Then tell , what exactly happened?
You better have a good reason.
Otherwise, Lai Xingchen’s future is definitely over."
Keep in mind, several years ago the fire service was still under military jurisdiction.
So, a one was a one and a two was a two!
There’d be no talking of any nonsensical personal feelings.
Jiang casually pulled up a chair to sit in, and then recounted the events without missing a word.
Jiang’s mory was naturally good.
As the middle-aged man listened, his old face got more and more wrinkled, a look of frustration unable to show, quite stifled really.
When Jiang finished the last point, the man couldn’t hold back:
’Slap!’ His hand hit the desk.
"This is outrageous!" he exclaid.
This reaction was expected.
Jiang was not surprised at all:
"Mr. Xing, how do you think we should handle this?"
How else to handle it?
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes a few tis:
"Has your captain gone dumb? In this case, of course, call the police!
Blatant extortion, blackmail, slander!"
All of these offenses could land soone in jail.
And if he rembered correctly, didn’t Lai Xingchen say last night that when they broke up, the girl’s family was compensated with 80,000 yuan?
That was enough to file a case!
"Are you certain we should call the police?"
Better to ask clearly first, otherwise, they’d end up blaming the squadron again.
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