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Chapter 1246 I am here to mediate

"Come on, let me propose that everyone raise their glasses to toast our four years of college, our youth, and a promising future for all of us! We are graduating!"

"graduating!"

"drink!"

A group of young people dressed in fashionable clothes in this era were drinking and celebrating, celebrating the end of their college life and the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.

There were also people there who were drunk and bragging.

"I'm telling you guys, I'm going to say this today. Soon, you'll see, I'll be holding a pretty lady in my left hand, holding the keys to my Mercedes-Benz in my right hand, and I'll be coming to find you."

"You think you're awesome because you drive a Mercedes? I drive a fucking Rolls-Royce! I hug a girl with my left hand and another with my right hand, and I let that girl shake the car key of my Rolls-Royce."

"You are such a loser. You drive a Rolls-Royce, but you don't even know how to find a driver."

A group of people were joking around and bragging nonsensically, becoming more and more out of tune, and just drinking from the bottles of wine.

There was a pretty girl with half-long hair, holding a DV, recording everything during the dinner. She didn't drink, but she was always smiling foolishly because she felt happy...

There was another table next to the table where the group of college students were having a good time. There were seven or eight gangsters sitting around the table, but they didn't mind the noise from the group of college students. They even found it funny to hear them bragging. The gangsters were of high quality...

At another table next to this group of seemingly gangsters, Wang Yan, who was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, jeans, a pair of canvas shoes, with a colorful tattoo on his left arm and a slicked-back hair, was eating five or six dishes by himself and drinking by himself.

Listening to the excitement of the college students, I poured myself a glass of white wine, drank it, chewed a few fennel beans with it, and tried to feel like Kong Yiji.

It’s just that he wasn’t drinking Shaoxing rice wine, he wasn’t wearing a long gown, he wasn’t standing, and he was not in Jiangnan, nor was he in the old society a hundred years ago.

He is currently in the capital, in a restaurant called Kong Yiji...

At the next table of hooligans, there was a bald man who saw this place. He didn't feel comfortable, but lonely.

"Hey, brother?"

Seeing Wang Yan's gaze coming over, he raised his glass from a distance and said, "One."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, raised his glass, and drank with the bald man.

The bald man said, "Brother, come over here and sit down. Let's eat at the same table."

"No thanks, buddy."

Wang Yan declined politely, and the bald man didn't say anything more and continued to eat and drink with his good brothers at the same table.

This bald guy looks familiar, but he is not an old friend. This guy has no other hobbies except eating candied garlic.

Wang Yan smiled and continued to eat and drink...

At this moment, a wine bottle flew up from the college student's side, drew an arc in the air, and flew into the pot at the gangster's table. The soup in the pot splashed out and soaked them all.

"Who the hell did this?" The bald man exploded.

"The guy in the flowered shirt." The younger brother next to him called out his name directly.

Actually, this little brother didn't know who it was, but he saw clearly that the guy in the flowered shirt was the one who boasted the most...

So the bald man simply stood up, went over to grab the man who called himself Huazi, and punched him without saying a word.

So a fight broke out, with college students and hooligans swearing and punching each other.

The female students screamed and scattered, anxiously shouting "Stop fighting"...

The girl holding the DV camera did not panic. She cleverly stood at the edge of the battle circle and took close-up photos among the flying wine bottles, dishes, bowls and chopsticks.

She even shouted excitedly, cheering for others...

She held a DV and walked around the battlefield, recording everywhere, just to record the exciting battle. When she turned around, a man who was eating and drinking and watching the excitement appeared on the DV screen.

At this moment, a wine bottle suddenly flew over. She screamed and wanted to warn him, but she saw the man grabbed the bottle and put it on the table.

She couldn't help but open her mouth slightly and widen her eyes, showing her surprise...

Wang Yan put down the wine bottle, raised his eyebrows at her with a smile, and then stood up.

He shouted loudly: "That's enough."

As he spoke, he walked to the nearest fighting group, where two male classmates were beating up a little hooligan.

He walked over and pulled the gangster out.

"Fuck, you..."

"Hmm?" Wang Yan pinched his arms directly, making him howl dryly, and looked at the two male classmates who were already getting excited and were ready to rush over to continue fucking him hard.

The two of them felt their hair run cold when they were looked at by Wang Yan. Then they looked at the little gangster who was being held by Wang Yan like a toy, and then looked at the tattoo on Wang Yan's arm. They wisely took a step back, stood still and did not move again.

"Be honest and don't force me to do anything serious." Wang Yan let go of his hand and patted the little gangster on the shoulder.

The little gangster lowered his head sensibly, and his eyes became clear.

Without paying any more attention to them, Wang Yan continued to walk into the battle group and separate the fighting college students and hooligans.

Finally, Wang Yan used one hand each to separate the bald man and the boastful Huazi who were wrestling with each other in the center, and pulled them up from the ground.

"That's enough. Must he kill one? If you die, he'll shoot you. If you die, he'll shoot you."

Wang Yan pushed the two people back and forth, "None of you want to survive, this is just a little bit of wine, sober up."

"Brother, you are a decent person, please judge for yourself." The bald man felt wronged. "It's okay for them to be so uneducated, but we are uneducated and we respect college students, but how can we be so uneducated? You said that we were eating well, and a wine bottle flew over and splashed into the soup, and we were all covered in it, and they didn't even show any appreciation."

"They threw bottles, they are not in the right, you are the one who hit them first, so you are not in the right. Is this a big deal? Let them pay for the dirty clothes, and then give you guys a bill, they will say something nice to you, apologize, and the matter will be over. But you, without saying a word, just go up and beat them up, why don't you say something."

Wang Yan touched his big bald head with amusement.

He then pushed Huazi on the other side, making him stagger, and made him swallow his unyielding and pretentious words.

Wang Yan said, "Alright, calm down. The police will be here in about two minutes, and we can talk it out then."

After saying that, Wang Yan ignored them and went back to his table to eat and drink.

"What a damn bad luck." The bald man spat and turned to take care of his friends.

The college students were also asking each other if they had any problems, and some began to sneak away...

This is normal. When the fight started just now, some people had already left. Now that the fight is over and I heard that the police are coming, there is no doubt that I will be taken back to cooperate with the investigation.

Few normal people have experience dealing with the police. They have just graduated and some have already found jobs, so of course they are afraid of damaging their future.

On the other hand, since Kong Yiji's restaurant was destroyed, there must be compensation involved. Whether he was willing to pay, whether he could afford it, and his family conditions were all taken into consideration.

So I just slipped away and contacted him later. It was even a question of whether I was willing to contact him...

Baldy and the others watched this scene with a smile: "They are still fucking college students, they are all cowards."

"Why are you talking like that? Isn't Grandpa still here?"

So the two sides started arguing again, and the argument became more and more intense.

"Is it over yet?" Wang Yan knocked the table with chopsticks.

The two parties looked at each other indignantly, and then stopped fighting. The bald man walked over to Wang Yan's table and sat down: "Brother, tell me, how wronged I am."

"What's wrong with hitting someone?" Wang Yan shook his head with amusement.

"Then I got beaten too, didn't I? Look at my mouth."

The bald man didn't hesitate to take the Erguotou on the table and poured himself a glass. He tilted his head back and drank it down. He took out a pair of disposable chopsticks and picked up the fennel beans to eat with the wine.

"Luckily you got beaten, otherwise you would have been in jail for at least seven days."

"Hey, what's that? Let me tell you..."

"Stop bragging. What good is it to go to jail?" Wang Yan interrupted him.

"I'm talking about seniority." The bald man laughed and said, "My name is Zhu Haofu, I'm 24 this year, and I live in Xidan. What's your name, brother?"

"Wang Yan, I'm twenty-six this year. I'm at Chongwenmen."

"Oh, then you have to call me brother. Brother Yan?" Seeing Wang Yan nod with a smile, Zhu Haofu continued, "Brother Yan, just call me Pighead. My brothers all call me that. Let's leave our phone numbers. You can talk to me if you have anything to say in the future."

"You also understand things." Wang Yan shook his head with amusement.

"Hey, it's better to have less trouble than more. We brothers are not real hooligans." Pighead patted his smooth head.

He also knew that they were not in an advantageous position, as there were more college students. If Wang Yan hadn't held them back, they would have been beaten badly. Then the result would be a fight. They had to pay for their own medical expenses and compensate for the loss of the store together.

At this time, a group of college students nearby started to make a fuss, gathered together and laughed at the nickname "Pig Head"...

Before Zhutou and others could curse back, seven or eight policemen walked into the restaurant.

"Stand still! I'm talking to you, and you're still eating!"

Seeing Wang Yan standing up helplessly, the police officer called out, "Where's the boss? Tell me what happened."

So the police briefly learned about the situation on the spot, listened to the process, and finally looked at Wang Yan.

"Is it really a fight?"

"Really." Wang Yan smiled and nodded, "They can all testify. That beautiful woman held a DV and recorded the whole process."

The police nodded and said in a more friendly manner: "Then you have to come back with us and cooperate with us to make a statement."

"No problem." Wang Yan certainly had no room for refusal.

The main reason was his tattooed arms had some influence. It was only 2006, and it was not yet the time when the tattooed group sought recognition from the mainstream society and was named "niche" and "culture". The most simple understanding of the general public was, who would be a good person with a tattoo?
So the police comrades called for reinforcements, and several vans drove over and took everyone to the police station.

Coincidentally, Wang Yan was arranged to sit in the car with college students.

"Brother, thank you." Huazi took the initiative to speak.

"Yes, yes, thank you, brother." The others also followed suit.

"Oh, everyone is awake." Wang Yan shook his head with amusement.

"Hey, we just graduated from college, and it would be a shame if they caused any more trouble."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "It's okay as long as you know the answer yourself."

"Thank you anyway, brother. My name is Zhao Xinhua, everyone calls me Huazi, this is Xiangnan, this is Lu Tao, and this is Mile, Lu Tao's girlfriend. We are both from the School of Architecture, and she is from the Academy of Fine Arts."

"Wang Yan."

"Brother Yan." A group of people called out politely.

"Hey, Brother Yan, you are really good at martial arts?" Mile leaned over and lay on Lu Tao, asking curiously.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "I can't say I know martial arts, I just learned Bajiquan and wrestling when I was a kid. It's not that amazing, it's all about physical fitness. Did you see me catch that wine bottle? My eyes and hands were so quick, and my reactions were fast."

"That's terrible. Three or five people can't get in, right?" Lu Tao followed up.

"No, I didn't. If three or five people really beat me, I would definitely run away and find the police."

The policeman in front of him heard it, of course. He smiled and said, "After all, he is old, so he speaks in a steady manner."

"Of course. They are young people and they all know not to get angry. How could I do that?"

"Brother Yan, do you think I don't know you?" The old policeman in front turned around and said, "Don't tell me, if I didn't know you, I would really believe you."

Wang Yan figured it out, actually looked for some information, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Old Zhang, you haven't retired yet? Don't exaggerate. Look at them, they are all listening with their ears perked up, as if I am a bad guy.

Aren't you just young and ignorant, always fighting? I didn't steal or rob, I was brave and righteous. Yes, I beat your son, he was a bad boy, pretending to be a bully, and he was really stupid. He was the loudest one, I just beat him up, I didn't hurt him, why do you still hold a grudge?"

"Get lost, I'm telling you, you're already in your thirties, so behave yourself."

"You are really wronging me. It's the new millennium now, not the time when I was young. What matters now is who has money and power, not who can beat someone. What's the point of being able to beat someone? I heard that your son works in the government, right? Look, would I dare to beat him now? That's it.

Lao Zhang, good people suffer in this world. You said that when I met you, you were a grassroots policeman, and you are still one now. Those who I beat up in those days, this brother and that uncle, are now rich. Oh, they all drive Mercedes-Benz. Huazi, he really hugged the girl, she was so beautiful, they were able to...

You are still keeping an eye on me. As for those people, catching them one by one will be a credit."

"Stop talking nonsense and shut up." Lao Zhang scolded and then ignored Wang Yan. This kid's words were too rude.

Wang Yan shrugged, hugged his shoulders and sat there without saying anything else.

Huazi and the others exchanged glances and wanted to pretend to be innocent and ask in detail, but the car had already arrived.

There were more than 20 people in total. The police took them into the police station and brought them to a room. The woman stood against the wall, and the man squatted in front of her...

Wang Yan, Zhu Tou and Hua Zi were taken away and their statements were recorded. The DV in Mile's hand was also taken by the police for backup.

This indeed proves Wang Yan's innocence.

At this time, Zhutou and Huazi, just like in the original drama, confirmed that the two sides were not far away from each other, were in the same group, and looked familiar.

So Zhutou took the responsibility and said that he would take Huazi with him to work and make money together.

Of course, he did not forget Wang Yan and asked, "Brother Yan, what do you do? We can do it together."

"I am also hungry and full, trying to make ends meet. We can work together, what do you do?"

"Those who deal in used cars, I tell you, Brother Yan, this business is quite profitable. Let's do it together, dozens a year, it's easy." Pighead's words were a bit exaggerated, he said, "This is not the place to talk, Brother Yan, don't leave yet, wait until we are done here, let's go for a drink later, then I will talk to you in detail and you will know everything."

"Okay, I didn't eat well before."

Pighead smiled sheepishly: "Don't worry, Brother Yan, I will definitely arrange it for you in a while."

So after a while, they settled the losses of the store with Kong Yiji's shop owner. The money was supposed to be shared equally by both parties, half for each. But there was a rich woman like Mile in the scene, and she was quite open-minded. They were the first to throw the bottle, so she patted her chest and said that she would bear all the losses. She went to get cash on the spot and gave it to the shop owner, solving the problem simply.

So everyone left the police station chatting and laughing, as if they were all good friends.

After this experience, the college students lost interest in leaving, so they all said goodbye and left.

There were only four people left: Huazi, Xiangnan, Lu Tao and Mile. Huazi said that he wanted to have some more drinks with Zhutou and the others. The others were brave and fun-loving. They had not drunk enough and it was not too late, so they all agreed to go together.

Several of Zhutou's buddies also retreated. The six of them took two taxis and went to a restaurant that Zhutou mentioned. They ordered many dishes and even more wine. The group of people who had fought before sat at a table and started eating and drinking...

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