【031 Mental torture】

"Not long," Master Tou replied lazily, "10 minutes."

This woman, every time she sees him, she looks like a ghost. How did she get into the police academy with her psychological quality?

10 minutes, isn't that what he said to Wei An just now, he heard everything?

This eavesdropper... the technical content is too high, and she didn't realize it at all.

"So beautiful, so beautiful?"

Young Master Tou spoke slowly, raised his eyebrows, glanced up and down at her, finally settled on her chest, and asked coldly, "Officer Yan, as a people's policeman, can you lie and slander others casually?"

not plain...

This has nothing to do with the police.

Comrade, you can attack my character, but don't involve my sacred profession...

This sentence also hooked up Xiaoyu's guilt of 50 yuan.

She was silent for a long time, then carefully raised her head and asked, "That...your car..."

"It only costs [-] yuan to send it back to the original factory for repairs," Nangong Tuoping said, "After three days, we will pick up the car normally."

One hundred thousand... as expected, one hundred thousand...

Xiaoyu's face turned pale, and he lowered his head, "And that... about the suit..."

"I've been in a laundromat. In order to prevent leakage of confidentiality, the design must be changed before it goes on the market. I have already communicated with the designer and made a temporary change under the conditions of the 300 million compensation contract."

Xiaoyu silent.

Nangong Tou's tone has always been neither painful nor itchy, and he didn't blame him at all. Seeing that Xiao Yu's head was lowered and disappeared, his black eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't continue to say anything, the corners of his mouth curled up in an unpredictable arc, He got up, walked out with Shi Shiran's steps.

Yan Xiaoyu kept hooking her head, not daring to lift it up.

25, 50, 300, 350 million, [-] million...

There was a mess in her head, full of numbers, and after struggling for a while, it became only two words, million, million, million...

Because of her relationship, the Nangong family lost millions for no reason.

Moreover, the young master of Nangong didn't mention the matter of compensation at all, and he didn't say any words of blame. He just answered every question and left with a look of indifference.

Ms. Yan, who has always been righteous, can't stand such mental torture.

Besides, if Grandpa Yan in the village knew what she had done, he would be angrily sweeping her out of the organization of loving the chairman, loving the people and loving the Red Army.

Because Grandpa said——

Don't take the people's needles and threads, and don't move the people's 1.1 meters of food. This is the strongest secret for the Red Army to win the hearts of the people!

Ms. Yan began to struggle infinitely...

(Thank you dear 591843877 for giving silent flowers and red envelopes, okay!)

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