"I'll tell you whatever you don't say.
People like this are so insensitive."
Qian Cheng continued to speak loudly and wanted to curse, but what he didn't expect was that Director Miao suddenly shouted very seriously, "That's enough." " Facing the extremely angry Director Miao, Qian Cheng stared blankly as if he had met him for the first time, and did not recover for a long time.
Director Miao's face was red, and he hurriedly walked up to Jin Minying, bowed and saluted, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I'm sorry, Miss Jin, I offend you.
I will handle this matter well and give you a satisfactory explanation." ” "Satisfied."
Fan Wei then chuckled, pointed at Jin Minying's fair arm, and said to Director Miao, "Did you see this red spot?
The mayor's good son just grabbed it with his hand."
"How do you think we should give a satisfactory explanation?
If this escalates into an international incident, I'm afraid you, a mere city police department, don't have the right to explain it.
What do you think?"
Jin Minying turned around and glared at Fan Wei, but then a smirk appeared on her blushing face.
Just now, I was talking about why Fan Wei secretly pinched her hand red.
It turned out to be intentional.
"Yes, yes."
Director Miao had already taken off his police cap and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He hurriedly whispered, "Well, then, sir, no, you, your surname is Fan, Mr.
Fan, right?
Haha, what do you mean?"
"I thought you had forgotten about our meeting at the airport.
It turns out that not only did you remember us, but you also knew my last name.
That means you already knew our identities and still wanted to force us to do it.
We are being arrested."
Fan Wei certainly knew that Director Miao must have finally remembered his identity when he and Jin Minying met at the airport, and then his attitude suddenly changed, but I'm afraid it's a little late for the change now.
"No, no, no, of course not, of course not," Director Miao said hurriedly with a bitter look on his face, "I really didn't recognize it until I looked carefully just now.
I really didn't recognize it before, Miss Jin, ah no, Princess Jin, I’m really sorry for offending you, I’m really sorry.”
"What you, what did you call her?"
Qian Cheng, who was about to get angry at first, was stunned after hearing Director Miao's words, and said in a daze, "You just called her princess?"
Director Miao sighed heavily, looked at Qian Cheng feebly, as if he was looking at a dead person, and said helplessly, "Let me introduce you, this is the daughter of Marshal Jin, the leader of Country C, Country C."
Princess Jin.
And this is Mr.
Fan, the president of Longteng Group and Marshal Jin’s good friend.”
Although Director Miao's words were very soft, and his tone was very flat and helpless, when Qian Cheng heard this, his whole body was still frozen in place as if struck by lightning, and then he took two steps back in dizziness.
His eyes widened and he couldn't believe his eyes.
Just now, just now, he, he actually molested the princess of a country.
Oh my god, he, he insulted the princess of a country in public.
The more Qian Cheng thought about it, the paler his face became.
The more he thought about it, the weaker his legs became.
He continued I'm afraid even a stupid person can understand, between a mayor who is a father and a princess of a country, which one has more power and which one is stronger?
Almost instantly, he knew that he was finished, completely finished.
"Princess, what do you want to do with him?"
In desperation, Director Miao also knew that the situation was over.
Now he just wanted to know what the princess of country C in front of him wanted to do with money.
The crime of indecent assault had already been constituted.
Then The red arms are evidence of the crime.
As for insulting the princess with words, let alone that, Director Miao heard it with his own ears.
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This time, I'm afraid Qian Cheng is really going to be in trouble.
Jin Minying glanced at Fan Wei, and suddenly there was a feeling of great joy in her eyes.
Maybe in country C, she has never been taken so seriously by anyone, and she has never seen anyone feel so superior.
In country C, people may be very respectful to her, but that respect comes from the heart, but here, this respect is due to the fear of power.
This feeling of trampling enemies and opponents underfoot is undoubtedly very refreshing.
Suddenly, she seemed to feel that there was nothing in the world that Fan Wei couldn't do.
Fan Wei's strong sense of security made her feel a sense of attachment.
Listening to Director Miao's questioning words, she said almost without thinking, "Everything depends on Brother Fan.
Everything is decided by Brother Fan."
Director Miao frowned when he heard Jin Minying's words.
Obviously Fan Wei is much more difficult to deal with than Jin Minying, and he is also a guy with a profound background.
He once asked some people from the Zhuge family at the airport about Fan Wei's strength.
The Zhuge family was very taboo against Fan Wei.
For a man who could be regarded as an opponent by the Zhuge family, it was enough to see how powerful and difficult he was to deal with.
Having no choice but to bite the bullet, Director Miao turned to Fan Wei and smiled and said, "Mr.
Fan, as the saying goes, you have to be merciful and merciful.
We are all familiar people, so why bother?"
"That's a good thing to say.
I think you should talk to Qian Cheng more.
Oh, in addition to this sentence, I have another sentence to give to our mayor's son, which is that those who do evil will be punished.
"Fan Wei was very satisfied with Jin Minying's answer, and he didn't mind being Jin Minying's spokesperson, "Whoever said he was the law just now said that I like to use power to suppress power and use violence to control violence.
If you want to be more playful, you are still too young."
Fan Wei said this, touched Fang Xiang's forehead, glanced at the slightly scarred scalp, and said with a cold expression, "Fang Xiang, follow the order, go and bring me a box of empty beer bottles."
"Yes, Chief."
Although he didn't know what Fan Wei wanted a box of empty beer bottles for, Fang Xiang would never disobey Fan Wei's order.
He quickly dragged a box of empty beer bottles from nearby.
Come to Fan Wei.
"Director Miao, you are unfairly enforcing the law and abusing your power for personal gain.
Because the mayor's son committed a crime, you want to arrest him without asking any questions, and you want to confront him with a gun.
The nature is bad and the situation is serious.
You can write a letter of resignation and hand it in tomorrow.
I hope I'll spare you because you haven't done anything yet."
Fan Wei sneered, picked up an empty wine bottle, and glanced at him, "If I try to punish you, you will definitely be in trouble."
Director Miao's face turned pale and he almost failed to stabilize his limp body.
He wanted to explain and beg for mercy, but when he opened his mouth, he swallowed it again with great bitterness.
Are you kidding me?
Is it possible to ask Fan Wei to forgive me?
If the superiors are held accountable for offending the distinguished guest of Princess C of Country C, let alone the director, he will probably be thoroughly investigated.
And if someone really investigates him carefully, what will happen to him?
When things are still under control, it won’t be as simple as resigning.
The ashen-faced Director Miao sat limply on the coffee table next to him with his head drooped, as if he didn't know what he was thinking, as if his soul had flown to nowhere.
Decades of official career were suddenly wiped out.
This kind of blow is probably something that any normal person needs to digest.
The helpless police officers quickly huddled together.
How dare they show off their power after knowing Jin Minying's identity.
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The only purpose of their existence now is to wait for the final judgment.
"Brother Qian, weren't you upright just now?
Why are you mute now?"
Looking at Qian Cheng, who looked decadent and pale, Fan Wei played with the empty beer bottle in his hand and waved to him, "Come here
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