The short man was furious, and he poked his neck and said angrily: "It's useless to have money. It is impossible for the military court to accept such a major case as your release on bail. Hey, you are an illiterate person who has never studied law."
Gu Qiqi snapped back unceremoniously: "Who says it's impossible? There are exceptions in the law, don't you know?"
The short man choked and his face froze: "Of course I know that unless he is the helm of a foreign royal family and personally signs the exchange document between countries, he will be released on bail. Otherwise, he will not be released on bail at all, even if there are one billion yuan."
Gu Qiqi sneered and said: "I'm so sorry, I just happen to have the bail letter of the Beigong Royal Family of Country H in my hand, which was signed by the Prince and Princess of Beigong himself. Do you want to see it? I can lend it to you."
The short man's eyes almost popped out: "You bully others"
In such a short period of time, even the royal family's bail has been prepared. It seems that the other party has come prepared and must do something.
Gu Qiqi chuckled: "That's right, it's just bullying you, a scum like you."
In Gu Qiqi's series of words, every sentence is in a rhythm that makes people more angry than their lives.
However, she slapped a table full of money with Changhong, and after "bullying others" with her status as a princess, she even added insult to injury: "Oh, I only said one word to fools, why did I accidentally say so many words?" I must be breathing the air in the same room as a fool, and my IQ has also been affected, so let’s go.”
Gong Jue had a half-smile, and took her slender arm: "Okay."
He pampered her the whole time, let her do what she said, and let her speak on his behalf.
The short, masculine head was smoking, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and stare at their backs, wishing to stare at a bloody hole.
It wasn't until the backs of Gong Jue and Gu Qiqi who were snuggling together disappeared from sight, that he squeezed out a few words fiercely from between his teeth: "Turn out all the old accounts of Gong Jue three years ago, and open the trial, I will let them When the time comes, I will kneel down and beg for mercy, regretting what I said today."
Open trial, it's not my face that's lost, it's yours
The clerk suggested anxiously: "Commander Wu, but I suggest you hurry back and collect materials for your defense. I think Sir Alexis is not joking this time. He really wants to accuse you of treason. How dare he say it publicly without evidence?"
That short man turned out to be Wu Chi who occupied the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion after the palace prince left.
Wu Chi's face was gloomy, and he gave the clerk a hard look: "The proof is a fart. He is a mud bodhisattva. He can't save himself when he crosses the river. If he wants to drag me into the water before he dies, it's not that easy."
Wu Chi flung his sleeves and left angrily.
On the way, he made a phone call and went out: "Miss, you know about the return of Gong Jue."
Xiahou Susu: "I know, how?"
"No matter what, he wants to accuse me of treason, and the trial will be held in three days at most, and the trial will be broadcast live nationwide. You also know that we hoard goods to make the country rich. Does he know all about it secretly, and the trial will be held this time expose"
Xiahou Susu: "Hehe, you can't hold your breath now. Learn from the vice president, how calm he is. Don't worry, he is not a roundworm in our stomachs. Our goods are all hidden in containers. If you don’t tell me if he can’t find it, who would know?”