C49 Safe to Go Home

It was unknown whether these people did it on purpose or not, but the small dark room was stuffy and hot, they did not even take a single fan, and because of the western sun, the iron windows of the room were all heated up. Pang Xia had been holding his breath for the whole night, his phone had run out of battery.

Now that I think about it, the cells I saw on TV could have caught up with the standards!

Pang Xia had just closed his eyes when the metal door opened. Yesterday, the little police officer who closed it led a person over respectfully and respectfully.

"Director Wang, after you, Pang Xia is inside."

Director Wang? Wang Guochang? Pang Xia flipped himself over and sat up. When he raised his head and looked at Wang Guochang, he saw that he had a peaceful smile on his face.

"How is it? Are you alright? "

Pang Xia shook his head expressionlessly: "He's still alive."

Wang Guochang knew that Pang Xia was angry, and pulled the people's hands out: "Pang, I am truly sorry for this matter, I already spoke some good things about Wang Jia last night, don't worry about Xing Zhou, I promise that the two of you will not meet again, according to logic, I should bring him along to apologize to you, but last night I heard that his father beat him up badly, so I'm guessing that he won't be able to get up right now."

After exiting the little black room, Pang Xia immediately had a feeling that he was seeing the light of day again. The police officer beside him saw how the dignified big boss was being so courteous to a small figure like Pang Xia, and when he thought about his attitude towards him yesterday, his heart started to race. However, he could not be blamed.

Of course, Pang Xia could see through the little policeman's thoughts, and thought of what his Second Sister had said before: The police station, traffic police team, and Town Security, that was where the rich people raised their sons, a bunch of unplanned people who wore uniforms and shouted all day long only knew how to bully the common people. It looks like it's true! He was too lazy to bother with these people. It's over then, and in this world, what's the point of relying on you to be cynical.

So when Wang Guochang asked him if he had suffered much, he answered all of them. He rejected Wang Guochang's suggestion and said that he would take the bus back home, so as to prevent the rest of the family from hearing his question.

Wang Guochang did not force him, and told him to go home and rest more, there was no rush at work, and resting for a few days was fine too, he could still get his salary, and before he left, Wang Guochang intentionally said: "Oh right, Pang."

Pang? What an amiable cry! They weren't that close, were they?

Last night, he said that he couldn't get through to you, and even specifically asked me how you were. I was afraid that Mr Lee would be worried, so I didn't tell him about it.

What are you worried about? Are you afraid that he will deal with you? Pang Xia suggested and felt that his mood, which had been depressed for the whole night, had suddenly lightened up a lot.

After Pang Xia left for a while, the muscular man who spoke to him yesterday carried his cigarette and walked into the police station. When he saw that Pang Xia was gone, his face turned cold and he glared at the policeman who helped him clean up the table: "Where's Pang Xia?"

The policeman was shocked and stammered, "Go..." "I'm leaving."

"What?" Who let you go! " The man flung his cigarette and forcefully kicked a few times.

"Speak …" He said that the person from yesterday wanted to reconcile, and that his uncle took the initiative to come over to apologize. Captain, I'm not too sure about the details either … "

The man's face was filled with unwillingness: "F * ck!" It wasn't easy for me to get it, and it actually flew away like that! "

When he returned home, Pang Mom and Pang Zi really didn't know what had happened to him. Pang Zi was in a hurry to send Qing Qing to school, sohe didn't have the time to talk to him. Seeing that he didn't look too good, she asked, "You're only a chef, yet you're still working overtime? "What's the matter?"

Pang Xia felt a little guilty, he rolled his eyes and said: "What, why can't the chef work overtime? Mom, can you not discriminate? I won't tell you anymore, I didn't sleep last night. I was too tired, so I went to sleep first.

"If you don't say five or six times a day, you'll know seven (eat). Remember to take a shower before you go to sleep. My clothes smell like rotten meat."

's mother said with disgust, but he was still unwilling to part with her and urged Pang Xia to hurry over. Pang Xia pulled up his clothes and sniffed.

After he finished showering, his phone also started to shower. Pang Xia sat on the side of the bed, wiping his hair as he played with his phone.

No matter what, I did my best. At worst, I can just ask Secretary Liao to pass on a word of thanks.

The excuse was not bad, but Pang Xia still pressed the call without unplugged, and did not expect the phone to ring.

"Hello? Xia? "

Pang Xia was slightly taken aback, then took the phone and looked at it again, somewhat uncertainly: "Mr Lee?"

The person on the other side chuckled, seemingly relieved. "Yes, it's me."