"This person must have a conscience! The little girl, grandparents and grandchildren, are waiting for this bowl to exchange some money to live! Could it be that you want to delay this little girl's study, so that people can't study? In the end, it will be a lifetime delay?! The other party spoke sternly, in a voice like Hong Zhong: "I think you should pay the money quickly and make a reconciliation. Don't wait for us to send you to the police station, you will regret it after leaving the case!"
The other party's words were sincere, and as soon as he came up, he placed a lot of charges on Qiao Yi'an's head, even because if the girl did not marry well in the future, if she did not study well, she could study, and her life was delayed because she was at this time. The sin of going to eighteen levels of **** after death is simply outrageous. In the end, I even gave Qiao Yian a wake-up call, which means that if you don't refund your money, we will send you to the police station and shut it up for a few years to see if you still lose money.
Qiao Yian listened to the other party's words and frowned. She did not expect that the pair of grandparents and grandchildren who touched porcelain would collude with the staff here. No wonder there is nothing to fear here!
As a result, it might be a little troublesome for her to resolve this matter early.
The middle-aged man was still talking, but another man who came with him, Cheng Hui, was staring at Qiao Yi'an's face, frowning tightly.
I just feel that the little girl with black spots on her face in front of her looks a little familiar, as if she's seen it before, where did she see it? ...
As a small cadre in the Antique Street management area, Cheng Hui often needs to work with others on the morning shift to manage the entire block.
Today is the day when Cheng Hui is on the morning shift. He arrived at Antique Street early in the morning. Since it is a weekend, there is a morning market on Antique Street, so they also came to work a few hours earlier than usual, but just now Not long after work, a call came to the mobile phone. It turned out that someone had friction in the management area. This kind of thing is very common in Antique Street.
Cheng Hui didn't take it seriously, so he came here with the people to deal with things.
But he didn't expect to see such a familiar person, he was a little stunned, and he couldn't remember where he had met him for a while? Seeing that his colleague had already started to deal with the matter, he also stood aside and didn't interrupt much. Although it was a bit strange that his colleague always talked about the private solution, Cheng Hui didn't think much about it.
It is naturally better to be able to mediate privately to resolve conflicts.
Cheng Hui was a little dizzy when he woke up in the morning. He was still thinking about it when he heard a colleague next to him saying, "People like you are just **** in Xinghai City! Shame on us people in Xinghai City!"
The colleague's words were like a thunderclap, and a flower exploded on Cheng Hui's head.
He suddenly remembered where he had seen the little girl in front of him! Didn't you see this little girl downstairs yesterday? !
At that time, was the other party held in the arms of the president of the Huo Group? ! !
He followed the leader to attend the centennial celebration of Xinghai University yesterday. While wandering around, he accidentally met the president of the Huo Group. At that time, the leader wanted to go up and say hello, but he didn't expect the other side to hold a girl in his arms, and the other side was surrounded by With a large group of people, their leaders couldn't squeeze in!
Now when he hears his colleague continue to lecture and criticize each other, Cheng Hui's face suddenly turns blue! Take a closer look at that pair of grandparents, isn't this the mother and niece of your colleague? ! Cheng Hui immediately remembered a thing that had been circulating in their small circle, saying that this family relied on his son to do things here, and often played with porcelain in the antique street... Difficult, could it be this time, that's it ?
Thinking of this, Cheng Hui's hairs stand on end, and he can't wait to reach out and rush forward to block his colleague's mouth. Who do you think is bad for you to touch porcelain? Gotta pick this one!