Post-shadow Development Plan

Please don’t forgive me if the writing is not authentic. After all, Mi Jiang is not a local. If I knew it, I would have asked the old man to speak Hangzhou dialect. (*/ω＼*)

Chapter 376 Fishing Law Enforcement

To be reasonable, it was a very happy thing to hold a barbecue party in seven nights.

But a phone call from the police station immediately wiped out Qiye's good mood.

Qiye didn't know what evil he had done to meet such a few idiots.

Fortunately, Jiufeng's North American head office is in New York. After Qiye explained the situation, Ziyuan immediately hired two lawyers to go to the police station with Qiye.

Under the three-inch negotiation of the two lawyers, after paying the bail, Qiye was finally able to take the four embarrassing things away.

I don't know how the two lawyers communicated. Although the bail was paid, it is a blessing in misfortune that none of the four will leave a criminal record.

Under the leadership of the police, several people from Four Seasons came out of the detention room.

The other three were all disheveled, probably because they felt ashamed to be arrested.

Only Mr. Li Tongchen was mentally dying.

When he was brought out by the police, the old man was still blushing and kept nagging at the police.

"You bastards! Believe it or not, I will find an excuse to kill you in the future! Dare to catch me! I will let you taste my fist!"

Siji covered his face with his hands, looking like he wanted to die.

Apparently he felt that it was not ashamed to be caught by the police, but it was shameful to stay with this old man.

Li Tongchen spoke more and more vigorously, and some indecent words began to pop out.

"And that little [beep——] force! Don’t let me catch you next time! Otherwise, I will [beep——], and then [beep——]! Don’t be me [beep——]! I recognize you , you [beep——]..."

Listening to all kinds of silencing words, Qiye couldn't help but be thankful that the old man spoke a dialect, and no one here could understand it, otherwise the police would have to draw their guns.

"When did the police in New York become so talkative?" Qiye asked curiously.

If you don't understand, you don't understand, but Qiye doesn't believe that no one can't guess that Uncle Li is swearing.

"This is..."

The policeman who received Qiye rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Because the reason for arresting them is a little bit special... and although this old man scolded him fiercely, he didn't intend to do anything."

"Besides, the place where they were caught was in a rich area, so we should be more polite."

Qiye felt that the little brother's last sentence was the key point.

After all, when he handed over the money just now, the guy's leader was beaming with joy.

"You are too shameful."

Qiye slapped Siji hard on the back of the neck.

Siji had a bitter face, he had a lot to say, but he didn't dare to speak out because there were too many people around him.

"So be it, Mr. Kiryu, goodbye."

After Qiye took everyone away, the police officer who received them smiled and waved.

"Never see you again."

Qiye snorted coldly.

After the two lawyers arranged by Ziyuan bid farewell, Qiye drove the four of them back.

On the way, the old man was still aggrieved.

"Cut, if it's in..."

"Uncle, please don't say a few words." Qiye sighed, and he asked Siji sitting in his co-pilot seat: "What's the matter? You can get into the game even if you buy alcohol, you brat!"

"Well……"

Siji faltered twice, he probably felt ashamed and dared not speak.

"Don't say yes, okay!" Qiye picked the most honest one among the four, "Johnson, tell me."

Johnson pursed his lips. If it was an ordinary muscular guy doing such an action, it might make people get goosebumps, but Johnson seemed to have a sense of joy.

It can only be said that people's faces are born, and people like Johnson are inherently flattering.

"Uh...it's like this, director." Johnson said helplessly, "We met a woman when we came out after buying beer, and Mr. Li went up and flirted with her."

"I [beep——] she is a fairy! Who would have known that selling [beep——] is actually a note! Then selling [beep——] is in [beep——]."

Of course the old man could understand English, Johnson answered halfway through his speech.

"Okay, okay. Father, please calm down."

Qiye had a friend in Sichuan in his previous life, so he could more or less understand Sichuan dialect.

But no matter how well he understands it, he can't stand the series of silenced words from the old man. How can he figure out the meaning if the words are not coherent.

"Let me tell you..."

Siji said with a look of frustration, he has never been so ashamed in his life, and today he is so ashamed.

"Well, we bought beer at first..."