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Song Qingcheng knows that it's because of herself. She can't hurt Xin Yue. She is numb with courage and says, "I warn you, you'd better not mess about. Your counterfeit goods are still in my hands. If you dare to do anything to us, my friend will immediately call the police to catch you. "

In the current situation, she can only cheat.

The landlady seemed to think her words were ridiculous, so she laughed, "little girl, I've been here for so many years, and no police has ever come to visit my shop. With your little trick, you want to scare my mother. You are really scared, aren't you

The landlady was overcast with a fierce look.

Without waiting for them to speak, the landlady winked at the girl next to her and ordered, "search both of them and find out the skirt for me."

After hearing the order, several big men surrounded them.

Song Qingcheng and Xin Yue hold each other in a panic, and their two little faces turn white, "you Don't come here. "

Before they came, they thought about many possibilities, but they didn't expect that the landlady had the support of the underworld. Therefore, the current situation makes them unexpected.

"Is this a blockbuster? It's a big show. "

A man's voice suddenly came in and shocked everyone.

Follow sound to see in the past, only two men walking in front, followed by a few people in uniform, a group of people came.

The leading young man is Gao Xin.

"Who are you?" The landlady got up and came out of the sofa. She was disturbed by others. Her attitude was obviously not so good.

"The authority's. Someone has reported that you store has a well-known brand of fake and shoddy products, we come to investigate. " When the other side spoke, he took out his work card from his pocket and showed it.

When the landlady saw the work permit, her face changed, but she still froze with a smile and said, "brother, you must have misunderstood. The shop has been operating for so many years, and there has never been any quality problem. Someone must be attacking the shop maliciously. Several elder brothers have worked hard. Please sit down and have a cup of tea to quench your thirst. "

As the landlady said, she winked at some beautiful salesgirls. When the salesgirls understood, they also took the initiative to accompany her smiling face.

However, as soon as they reached out their hands, they were stopped by a sentence, "if anyone dares to move, let's go to the bureau with us. Come and close the shop. "

Several uniformed officers dispersed.

Seeing this, the landlady was flustered. "Who dares to touch the things in my shop? Do you know who my husband is? If you dare to be wild here, I don't think you're going to live long enough. "

But the other party sneered and said, "we can't care who your husband is. But I tell you, even if you are the king of heaven, you must seal this shop and strictly investigate it."

"You You... " The landlady was angry and flustered.

Seeing this, song Qingcheng finally seized the opportunity, "comrade, I have high imitation products in their store, and I'm here to talk to them. Unexpectedly, the landlady tried to abuse violence against us and threatened to intimidate us. If we don't hand in the evidence, she will... "

At this point, song Qingcheng is a little embarrassed to say it.

"Just what?" Gao Xin asked.

"Let these men bully us." Song Qingcheng took a look at the man in black who was retreating to one side and said something embarrassed.

Gao Xin's face sank, and said to the man beside him, "lawyer Li, Miss Song's words are all written down for me, and I'll turn back to the police station for filing."

"Good." Lawyer Li answered.

"Miss Song, you are surprised. Please leave this matter to our lawyers. I'll send someone to see you and your friends off first. " Gao Xin said respectfully to song Qingcheng.

“……” Song Qingcheng didn't understand what was going on, so he only nodded.

Finally, song Qingcheng and Xin Yue are sent to the car, and Gao Xin personally takes them to the car. When they got on the bus, the car stopped at the door of the shop. When the landlady saw that it was a Rolls Royce, she immediately looked straight, and her heart was cool.

She was blind for the first time in half her life and misjudged people. In the heart this can be the intestines all regret green. It's just that such a local tyrant didn't cherish himself. He even offended people.

This is really a disaster.

Looking at the driver in front, song Qingyue looks at the city. I can't help but ask her curiously: "Qingcheng, who is that handsome guy just now? It looks great. "

Song Qingcheng shook his head awkwardly, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Xin Yue's voice raised twice, "that people are so polite to you, and call you a miss song?"

"But I I really don't know them. " Song Qingcheng was also wondering about it.

When she got on the bus just now, she was hesitant to get on the bus, but she was not ungrateful when they saved them out of kindness. Moreover, the other party could name her own name and appeared with the law enforcement officers, so she would not be a bad person.No matter how bad it is, it must be better than that landlady.

Xin Yue carefully looked at the driver in front. The driver, wearing sunglasses, is driving with a serious face. Although he doesn't speak and his voice is lowered, he is in a carriage after all. He can definitely hear a little.

"We're not going into another wolf's mouth?" Xinyue with elbow against song Qingcheng, low voice in her ear said.

Song Qingcheng took a look at her and looked at the driver in front of her. She couldn't guarantee this.

Xin Yue saw that she didn't speak, and her heart was even more bottomless. "Why don't we jump?"

After that, she was about to open the door. Song Qingcheng stopped her quickly, "don't wait."

If the driver is really a bad guy, he should take them to a remote place instead of wandering around downtown.

"Where is Miss Song going, please?" Just when they were worried, the driver in front finally spoke.

Do you know her surname song?

Song Qingcheng and Xin Yue look at each other subconsciously, and their hearts fall down. "Master, who are you?"

"I'm only responsible for picking up Miss Song. I don't know anything else."

"Please stop at the intersection ahead, and I'll get off there." Song Qingcheng is familiar with this place. There is a bus stop just in front of him. There is a through train leading to his home.

"All right." The driver answered.

Two minutes later, the driver turned on the turn signal and pulled the car to the side.

Although I don't know who the other party is, song Qingcheng is very grateful to the driver. Xin Yue also thanks.