Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Feng ChuChu, please remember what you said today." after leaving this sentence, Si Yeqing left in full view of the public.

"You go too." Feng ChuChu waved to the security guards, and the security guards left. She didn't understand why Muzi framed her now that she and Si Yeqing had to live with each other.

The wind clearly rubbed the sore temples. She can't panic, panic, or be distracted by other things, especially at this critical time.

The people from the Administration for Industry and Commerce didn't finish checking all Chen's account books until the afternoon of the next day. This time, Feng ChuChu came out to find Sister Li in person.

"Sister Li, how about checking it out?" Feng ChuChu said with a smile.

Sister Li snorted coldly without expression. Then two young policemen in police uniforms handcuffed their wrists.

"What are you doing?" the shutter pushed down the policeman, but did not push.

"Feng ChuChu is suspected of serious tax evasion. Now he wants to go to our police station to assist in the investigation," said the policeman, who was pushed by the white night.

"How can we evade taxes? Every income we earn is legally taxed," he retorted.

"Yes, there must be some misunderstanding among the police," Gou an said aside.

"There is really a problem with your tax. Wait until we finish the investigation." Sister Li frowned. She encountered too many such situations. At first, she believed that these merchants were innocent, but the fact is that these merchants did evade taxes there.

"Shutter, you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine. Now the company will be handed over to you. You must be steady, and my grandmother. After all, my grandmother is old and can't stand stimulation." Feng asked clearly.

"Sister ChuChu, I won't let them take you away," said the shutter, holding Feng ChuChu's arm.

"Go" Sister Li is too lazy to watch them play a bitter drama here.

As soon as the louver wanted to say something, he was clearly patted by the wind, clapped his hands on the back and said, "Chen has given it to you."

After that, Chen's tax evasion made headlines. This time Chen was not on the favorable side of the contract, so many customers asked Chen to terminate the contract and ask for compensation.

The people in Chen's family are busy. When Si Yeqing heard the news, it was the third day that Feng ChuChu was caught.

After he came out from Chen that day, he forced himself not to think about the clear wind. He basically worked without sleep for three days. At noon today, the mobile phone suddenly turned off. When he charged and turned on the mobile phone, he saw that the headline pushed in the mobile phone was Chen.

"Jin Lai!" Si Yeqing angrily called Jin Lai in.

"What's the matter with Chen and why I don't know at all. Do you want to stop doing it? You don't report such a big event to me..."

As soon as Jin Lai came in, he was scolded by Si Yeqing, "President... It's my dereliction of duty."

As a secretary, a great self-restraint is that when the boss is angry, no matter who's wrong, he must admit his mistake first, and then he told Si Yeqing in detail.

"Has the industrial and commercial bureau got any substantial evidence?" Si Yeqing asked coldly.

"There should be no conclusive evidence, otherwise miss Feng should not be as simple as detention."

"Check it for me," said Si Yeqing, gnashing his teeth.

"Ah, OK," Jin Lai immediately put away his doubts and said respectfully.

After Jin came and left, the anger in Si Yeqing's chest still didn't vent. How could this stupid woman get herself into the police station.

On the other hand, fengchuchu's days in the detention center were not as difficult as expected. Because she was an economic prisoner, almost all the people she was in the same cell were highly educated economic prisoners. Most of them sat silently in front of their beds without disturbing each other.

Then a policeman called the wind out. In the past three days, he had to be interrogated every day.

"Miss Feng, I hope you can be frank and lenient and resist strictly," said an older middle-aged policeman.

"I didn't do it. Why should I plead guilty?" in these three days, Feng ChuChu's words have never changed. She didn't evade taxes. Why should she plead guilty.

"You black hearted entrepreneurs, of course, won't plead guilty so easily," said a young boy with a dark baby face who seemed to have just graduated next to the middle-aged policeman.

"Little brother, you can't say that. After all, I'm really wronged." Feng ChuChu looked at the little policeman disapprovingly.

"Who do you think is a little brother?" the little policeman hates people saying that he is young. Obviously, he is almost twenty-three and looks like fifteen or sixteen. The key is that his face is naturally black, so he has a nickname black steamed stuffed bun.

"You"

"I'm not young," said the little policeman, Fang Tang, blushing.

Feng ChuChu's eyes swept up and down Tang, his eyes stopped between Fang Tang's legs, and finally fell on Fang Tang's face. The meaning was very obvious.

"You hooligan," Fang Tang said gnashing his teeth.

"Well, Fang Tang, be quiet," said the middle-aged policeman with a cold face.

Feng looked at Fang Tang defiantly, which was her only fun in the detention center. This Fang Tang was a white night on the blackboard. When they stood together, they could play black and white impermanence.

"Miss Feng, I want you to understand that since you have been invited to the detention center, it proves that we have some evidence of you, so we hope you can honestly explain the matter, strive for commutation, and according to your circumstances, as long as you hand in the fine, you should not go to jail."

After all, the middle-aged police manager has much more things than Tang, so he is much more mature than Fang Tang.

"Policeman Chen, I was framed, so I won't confess what I haven't done," Feng ChuChu said.

"Oh, ghosts believe" Fang Tang sneered.

"Black steamed stuffed bun, you shut up." in a moment of anger, policeman Chen suddenly called out Fang Tang's nickname. Fang Tang's most annoying thing is that others add him black steamed stuffed bun. Sure enough, Fang Tang immediately sank his face.

Feng ChuChu couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, the nickname black steamed stuffed bun is very suitable for Fang Tang. In other words, Feng ChuChu hasn't seen a baby face, but he has never seen Fang Tang's black face.

Fang Tang thought he was fierce and stared at Feng ChuChu. Feng ChuChu smiled more happily.

"Well, Miss Feng, that's all for today's inquiry," said policeman Chen. In fact, he believes that Feng ChuChu is innocent, because whose eyes are as pure as Feng ChuChu.

So Feng ChuChu stood up with a smile, "then I'll go first, officer Chen, and black steamed stuffed buns."

After Feng ChuChu left, the policeman Chen of the Tang Dynasty asked, "master, we have only three days left. We can't judge Feng ChuChu in these three days, so we can only let her go."