Mr.president, you are too gentle

You should know his identity as Liu Fugui! One of the shareholders of Tangtang Shengshi company was bullied.

When the police came in wearing a straight uniform, someone did rush to identify them. But this man is not Liu Fugui. The waiter in the bar is faster than him.

"Who called the police?" the police swept through the mess of the bar and had a basic understanding of this matter. It should be that someone hit the court.

When boss Liu smashed the bar, the foreman always kept his peace and didn't speak. He was quiet and docile, almost like an accomplice. Now he jumped out at the first time, "I told someone to call the police. Mr. police, you finally came."

His tone was very excited. With the slightly trembling tone of the foreman, it was a little like escape after robbery. Almost all of them took twinkling stars and stared at the police closely.

Being looked at with adoring eyes, the police are inevitably in a better mood. Originally, I was a little reluctant to go out on duty in the morning, but I eased a lot when I saw the foreman's understanding attitude.

If you can, everyone wants to be the Savior of the world. The policeman was happy physically and mentally, so he even spoke a lot mildly, "because you talk to the police slowly. We don't have to be afraid of anything now."

Speaking of this, the police glanced at boss Liu and the gang with sharp eyes.

These little gangsters are people in the nearby market. They often do these petty things, or participate in scuffles to blackmail primary school students and other shameless things.

Also because of this, the police are very familiar with these gangsters. I saw those people sitting on the sofa, with baseball bats on their hands.

Although there was something wrong with his face, the police generally understood what was going on. It is inevitable that they are more tired of these little gangsters. They make such things all day, so that they, the police, have little free time.

The foreman is an old fox. How could he be afraid? Such a person just looked at others smashing his own bar. Now he looks frightened and seems to have grasped the backbone and looked at the police.

"Today, I went to work to clean the bar as usual. As you know, most of us opened in the evening. I didn't know that the boss brought a group of people to smash things without saying a word. They all had guys in their hands, and we didn't dare to do it at all. We had to watch the wine bottle and tea table smashed and secretly call the police until now."

Without the slightest hesitation, the foreman pointed to boss Liu. He accused with deep feelings, and his face was full of fear, as if he was really frightened.

The police had been secretly mentioned by director Pan. In addition, the evidence in the field was clear, and everything was directed at boss Liu.

This time, the police didn't ask again and again, but nodded slightly to show that they knew. Glancing at boss Liu again, I felt a little disgusted. I'm a good boss. I have to deal with it like this.

Liu Fugui is a poor man without self-knowledge.