Before things became more serious, Jiao Chenen took advantage of the chaos to call the police station and warned them that if they damaged the place again, they would have to go inside and squat.
Everyone else who heard these words was so frightened that they dropped their sticks and ran away. Even so, the police who arrived quickly caught many lone people.
# police station #
"Did you see these words? Read them!" the policeman said, glaring at them fiercely.
A group of people stood outside the corridor of the police station. Among them were two or three children who were underage and did not study.
"Don't fight. If you lose, you will be hospitalized. If you win, you will go to jail." They said tremblingly.
Only Huang Mao, who was standing at the far side, couldn't say a word. He still carried Ye Yihan on his back because even the police couldn't separate this guy.
Shi Yanyu was beside Huang Mao, staring at him closely.
Jiao Chenen and Zuo Nai, who were explaining everything to the police outside, recounted how they recognized the wrong person. The police still contacted Xiang Chen of the Yun Group to deal with their own conflicts. If they could reconcile, they could write a self-criticism.
A tall policeman wearing a police hat and holding a baton walked back and forth in front of them, clapped his hands with his baton and said sternly: "Looking for quarrels and provoking trouble, gathering to fight, and destroying other people's property. These things can make you people sit there for a year. After half a year in prison, you still have to compensate the victim. Ask yourself, do you have the ability to do things without thinking about the consequences? "
As he spoke, he came to Huang Mao, looked at the man on his back and asked, "Is this the target of your revenge?"
Everyone nodded vigorously.
The policeman observed the man in front of him who was mistaken for Honghu Gang Jiang Ming. After carefully looking at the side profile, he became even more confused.
Isn't this Tang Ling, the eldest young master of Tang Xing? It is said that there was an accident on the passenger plane and the man died at a young age. Did he not pass away
Just as he was about to go out and report the matter, the director came here with Xiang Chen and Mr. Yun from the Yun Group.
"Mr. Yun, Special Assistant Xiang. You must have heard about the matter outside. Now that the people are here, you can discuss how to solve it. After all, there are several underage children, so it would be best if they can be given a lighter sentence." The director finished. , took the police out together.
Xiang Chen said hello to Classmate Ye's uncle, looked for Classmate Ye, and finally found that he was on someone else's back.
"Classmate Ye, he..." Xiang Chen looked at the row of people with some confusion and tried to find out the answer.
But the gangsters in the row were too frightened to speak by Mr. Yun, who exuded an oppressive aura behind Assistant Xiang. His face was gloomy like a lion ready to roar, and his eyes were always fixed on the man on top of the boss.
"My kid has a bad habit when he's drunk. He likes to hug people and won't let go. I'm sorry." Shi Yanyu explained.
He didn't notice Yun Xiao's eyes flickering beside him.
Tang Ling also had the same habit of getting drunk on his face, which he only discovered when they were having dinner at his house.
"I see," Xiang Chen nodded, looking at Huang Mao's unsatisfactory look and continued: "This is Mr. Ye Yihan, not Jiang Ming. Besides, you have been dismissed from the Yun's port, so you shouldn't delay Take a group of people into the water."
Huang Mao was lectured again. He lowered his head and listened without answering.
At this time, Yun Xiao, who was silent, was thinking about how to kill someone in the police station without breaking the law, or whether it would be better to break his neck and take Ye Yihan away.
Finally, when Xiang Chen asked Mr. Yun how to deal with it, Mr. Yun's answer was that everyone except Huang Mao could be let go.
No matter how reluctant Huang Mao was, the matter with the young lady was originally consensual and could not be concluded. Today, we can make up for it together.
The police put handcuffs on Huang Mao, pointed at Ye Yihan awkwardly and asked, "Can you separate this gentleman?"
Zuo Nai and Jiao Chenen, who came in from outside after recording the confession, both gathered around.
Smoke of gunpowder invisibly ignited between him and Yun Xiao.
"Uncle Ye, come and take him back." Zuo Nai frowned and glanced at Yun Xiao's legs that were about to step forward, but blocked his body in front of him.
If Shi Yanyu could take him away, he would have brought him down just now.
"Nephew, if you obey me, uncle will buy you ten hamburgers, okay?" He still tried to impress Ye Yihan in his own way.
"Didn't you say... the last meal? Uncle... you are a liar."
Unexpectedly, this little guy could still answer questions fluently even when he was drunk. This was something Shi Yanyu didn't expect.
Shi Yanyu didn't know what to do. He raised his hand and grabbed his ear and said, "The person you are holding is going to jail now. Either you come with me, or you choose one of them."
You have to go home sooner or later anyway, as long as you are not yellow haired.
Hearing this, the three people on the side all came forward. Yun Xiao looked determined to win, Zuo Nai looked puzzled, and Jiao Chenen opened her arms like a mother.
I saw Ye Yihan tilting his head buried in Huang Mao's back slightly, looking at them drunkenly, and finally fixed on Yun Xiao.
Just as Yun Xiao smiled slightly and was about to step forward, Ye Yihan slowly uttered a sentence.
"Mr. Yun, forget it."
Yun Xiao's face became darker and darker, and his eyebrows were filled with worry as he asked, "Why?"
"The clothes... are too ugly."
As soon as these words came out, Zuo Nai was the first to laugh out loud, and even Xiang Chen could not hold back his cheeks.
Although Yun always went back to the group to change clothes because he went to Tang Garden in the afternoon and got caught in the rain. But they were all in formal attire that had been prepared beforehand, and Classmate Ye had never liked them in formal attire, so naturally Mr. Yun was out of luck.
Shi Yanyu patted Yun Xiao on the shoulder and comforted him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yun. If nothing happens, you can go back and rest first."
But when he touched the back of Yun Xiao's shirt, he felt a burst of heat. His body was scalding hot, and he must have had a fever.
"No rush." He replied coldly.
Ye Yihan finally chose Jiao Chenen, and Zuo Nai watched the person get into the car before leaving. Xiang Chen drove them back to Villa No. 3. Yun Xiao sat in the passenger seat and the remaining three people were in the back seat.
Yun Xiao watched them enter the villa and waited for Jiao Chenen to come out before inviting him into the car.
"Mr. Jiao, the Yun family will temporarily pay for the repair costs of your bar. Shall I send you back to An Lan Building now?" Xiang Chen asked in a friendly manner.
It's obvious that they didn't bring themselves here just to talk about such trivial matters.
"Ask, what do you want to know about Tang Ling?" Jiao Chenen didn't mince words, and sorted out the ill-fitting shirt that Uncle Ye gave him with both hands.
"How did you and Tang Ling meet?" Yun Xiao pressed his elbow on the car window to support his forehead, his temples piercing his brain nerves.
Jiao Chenen took out a small makeup mirror, took out the limited-edition lip gloss from his trouser pocket, reapplied the lipstick and said, "Thank you for this. If you hadn't stopped Tang Ling from going out to work, maybe he wouldn't have gone to Honghu Port under a pseudonym. He didn’t want to know me, and he died on the road in the end.”
When he said the remaining few words, Jiao Chenen almost gritted his teeth.