Merry and immortal mixed officialdom

His movements are very natural, as if he has been with Qiao Feixue for many years, and he is a veteran in this field, with experience.

However, Qiao Feixue also reacted quickly. After feeling Zheng Jie's fiery gaze, she immediately stood up when she saw Zheng Jie raised her hand, took a step forward, and sat down opposite Zheng Jie.

"I'm not used to the smell of smoke, just sit here."

Zheng Jie patted the air with one hand, and patted it on the sofa, where there was still the lingering warmth of Qiao Feixue when she sat down, feeling a little pity in her heart.

Let me touch those beautiful legs, but don't pretend, tonight, I will let you moan softly on the bed.

"What kind of wine to drink?" Zheng Jie also wanted to drink with just these few tricks for men to deal with women.

"I don't drink." Qiao Feixue said coldly, her attitude told Zheng Jie that she was not interested in you.

Zheng Jie felt it, and smiled softly: "Your father has been in the job for one term, and he is about to retire. There is basically no hope of being promoted to the deputy office."

Please figure it out, it's your dad who wants to have a relationship with my brother, so be sensible.

"He is him, I am me, he is retiring now, and he will help my husband and I take care of the children in the future." Qiao Feixue smiled this time, but when talking about her husband, she obviously did not mean Zheng Jie.

Zheng Jie was a little angry.

At this moment, bang, the door was knocked open, and two drunk-eyed men rushed in.

"Drink, keep drinking." The two men are very scary, with tattoos on their bodies, including a green dragon extending from the neck to the back of the ear, which looks terrifying.

The two rushed in, and then sat down beside Zheng Jie.

"Pour the wine and continue."

The two hooked their shoulders and pointed at Zheng Jie.

"Ah, you two, did you go to the wrong private room?" Zheng Jie frowned, dodging the two drunks, and at the same time stood up, sitting next to Qiao Feixue.

"Wrong way - no - isn't this 808?" A drunk looked around.

"We are 806 here." Zheng Jie said.

"806? I don't care --- 806 or 808, let's drink --- today -- I'm happy today." It turns out that these two people are burnt and nigger.

At this time, the waiter just came in, holding a few things that Zheng Jie had ordered.

Jiao Pi pretended to be crazy by drinking: "Go, bring me five bottles of red wine, we will continue to drink."

"Ah---" The waiter looked at Zheng Jie dumbfounded.

"Don't pay attention to him, how do you do things, he's just--" Zheng Jie didn't say a word, Jiaopi slammed into the table, "Go, do you hear--"

"Oh" the waiter turned around and fled in a hurry.

"Sir, if you do this again, I will call the police." Zheng Jie was very angry.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he drank too much and went to the wrong room." Three men passed by next door, and each of these three men was tall and burly, and they looked like gangsters in society.

The three want to pull Jopi and the niggers away.

The nigger suddenly picked up a cup of coffee on the table, and slammed it on Zheng Jie's head: "You----you what? -I killed or robbed----you call the police, believe it or not, I will beat you--"

Zheng Jie was caught off guard, and was hit on the head by a cup of hot coffee: "Ah---" With a scream, he was so hot that he jumped up and down.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he drank too much." The three people came to persuade the two parties, and kept apologizing to Zheng Jie.

"You bastard——" Zheng Jie yelled after being burned, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call the police.

"You say we're bastards, right----you're looking for death." Jiao Pi stepped over from the table, and the nigger also rushed up, and the two punched Zheng Jie.

"Ah----" Zheng Jie screamed again and again.

"Stop beating, you guys are drinking too much, stop beating."

"Sorry, sorry, they drank too much."

The three people standing next to each other said they were sorry and kicked Zheng Jie in the face.

There was a mess in the box, Qiao Feixue was angry and funny, she didn't expect Jiang Shen to find such people to make trouble.

She was pretending to stand by the side and kept yelling: "Don't hit me, don't hit me anymore, if you hit me again, I will call the police." But she didn't see her calling the police with her mobile phone.

"Report, if you dare to call the police, I will beat you together." Jiao Pi pointed at Qiao Feixue viciously, and then started hitting Zheng Jie again.

"Bastard, I told you not to drink alcohol - you have to call the police - what did I do wrong - you bastard."

He beat and scolded at the same time, five men surrounded Zheng Jie in the box, and Zheng Jie was beaten like a pig's head in a short while.

"Ah --- help, help ---" Zheng Jie rolled around on the ground, screaming again and again.

The punching and kicking lasted for five or six minutes. Zheng Jie's face was covered in blood, and several teeth were knocked out. It was too horrible to describe.

Many people watched outside, and the whole cafe was alarmed.

Just as Jiao Pi and the others stopped, several policemen walked in.

I am Yang Da, the new director of the Dongwan Street Police Station in Chengdong District.

"Stop, stop beating, follow me back to the police station."

Yang Da went up to hold Jiaopi down, and several policemen quickly controlled the five people.

"Officer, we tried to persuade the fight. We didn't do anything. Someone nearby can prove it."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go to the institute first."

"They've been beaten to death, they've been beaten to death, police officer, they must be sentenced." Zheng Jie could still speak on the ground, but he lost a few teeth, and his words were exposed.

"You also go to the police station with us, why are you fighting with someone in a public place?" A policeman pulled Zheng Jie up.

"Fighting?" Zheng Jie spat out a mouthful of blood first, and then hissed his throat: "It was the two of them who hit me."

"Really, let's go back to the police station first, two fighting one is also a fight."

"Fuck me, I'm going to the hospital." Zheng Jie almost vomited blood and died. Have you ever seen a fight like this?

"Record a statement first." The policeman couldn't help but take Zheng Jie and Qiao Feixue away.

Qiao Feixue went outside and saw Jiang Shen was still sitting in the hall outside, making an OK gesture with his hands to Qiao Feixue.

Damn boy, you are crazy, you beat him like this.Qiao Feixue was angry and sweet at the same time.

At this time, there is a kind of happiness of being protected by one's own man.

That bitch Zheng Jie was always trying to take advantage of him just now, and Qiao Feixue was also very angry. Jiang Shen finally helped her out now, but it was really ruthless to beat her like this.

Before arriving at the police station, Zheng Jie had already called dozens of times in the car.

"Do you know who I am? My brother is the secretary of the district committee, and you are from the police station."

"I'm going to call my brother."

Zheng Jie also made a phone call in front of the police station.

When the little policemen in the office saw it, they were all startled. Damn, don't scare us, the younger brother of the secretary, then this matter will become a big deal.

"You are Secretary Qiao's younger brother? Don't you look like that?" Yang Da smiled.

Of course he knows whose younger brother this kid is, but he is a bold person. Back then, he dared to offend even the director. Later, Jiang Shen became the director. Don't say this is not Secretary Qiao's younger brother, even if he is really Secretary Qiao's. Younger brother Yang Da also dared to mess with him.

What's more, he, Yang Da, crossed the border to send out the police today. In fact, this coffee shop is not in the jurisdiction of his Dongwan street police.

However, this kind of fight incident seriously disrupted the order of the public place. It is also okay for them to pass by the police station and enthusiastically help other police stations to deal with it.

"My brother is the Secretary of Hengqiao District." Zheng Jie coaxed arrogantly.

Cut, a few policemen dismissed it.

Nima is scary, the secretary of the next district scared us to death.

Yang Da said calmly, "Oh, it turns out that he is Secretary Zheng's younger brother. We will definitely deal with this matter seriously."

When he said that, he showed enough respect.

After entering the police station, because it was getting late, Zheng Jie, Qiao Feixue and others went home after recording their statements. Among them, Zheng Jie made an appointment to come back tomorrow morning.

Early the next morning, Zheng Jie, who had just come out of the hospital, was welcomed into the office by Yang Dake politely, and specially made a cup of tea to Zheng Jie: "It turns out that he is really the younger brother of Secretary Zheng. Got a call."

"Humph." Zheng Jie became angry again, but whenever he expressed his face, his face hurt, and he grinned his teeth in pain, and the more he squeaked, the more painful it became.

"Severe punishment, must be severely punished, how do you deal with it?"

"This is a civil dispute. Someone from them said that the two drank too much. When they sober up, they can apologize in person and compensate you 5000 yuan for medical expenses and 5000 yuan for mental damage. What do you think?"

"I'm stupid." Zheng Jie covered his face: "Let them beat me like this, and I'll pay them [-]."

"Then—what does President Zheng mean? Sue them? But many people in the cafe saw it and said it was just a fight, and there was no intentional injury, so it can't be considered a criminal case?"

Even with my teeth beaten, it’s not considered an intentional injury: “They have tattoos, and the underworld forces beat up good citizens, so they must be punished.” Zheng Jie didn’t care about that.

"It's either the tattoo or the underworld." Yang Da smiled wryly: "Besides, there has never been any underworld in the east of the city. President Zheng can't talk nonsense."

"What do you mean?" Zheng Jie stared. Do you want to be the director of the department?

He was also a little annoyed, if this happened in Hengqiao District, he would have already complained, hit Yang Da in the face with an ashtray, and would still be so humble.

Sometimes the current official is not as good as the current management.

"It's private. I have handled many fight cases, and the most I paid was 5000 yuan. This time, the other party is willing to pay 1 yuan. You are not bad."

"You -- you police are handling the case like this?" Zheng Jie was annoyed: "This is a very bad underworld oppressing the people, serious criminal case, you call me a civil dispute?"

"President Zheng, many witnesses, including the waiters at the coffee shop, said that you were fighting with two drunk people, and you started the fight." Yang Da produced several statements, all of which belonged to the waiter of the customer present. .

"Well, there is no reason for this. This is a confession that they, the underworld, forced others to write. Qiao Feixue, she knows that I was beaten."

"Miss Qiao's confession is more beneficial to you, but you only testify alone, and several others testify."

"----" Zheng Jie was already in pain, but Yang Da was so angry that he almost fainted.

"I won't keep it private. Even if I go to court, I will sue them."

"Oh, well, then I'll tell you the story."

"Those two must be detained."

"Of course, of course, if you are so injured, you must be detained." Yang Da smiled, what the fuck, what do you say?fuck you.

After Zheng Jie recorded his statement, he rushed to the hospital to see a doctor so that he could produce evidence in the future.

As soon as he walked out of the police station, a dozen gangsters in the distance, divided into three groups, stared at him fiercely.

Zheng Jie shuddered subconsciously, and hurried back to the police station.

Damn, these bastards, knowing that I don't want to be private, even sent people to block me outside the police station, bastard, it's unreasonable.

Zheng Jie was angry and frightened, but at this moment he received a call.