"Mr. Pei, thank you. I wish you all the blessings of all the people." Wang Baoyu bowed with a wicked smile, and the group immediately rushed straight to Xiaoma Lane.

Xiaoma Lane was very narrow and there was no way to get into the car. The group walked to find No. 30. The big iron door was closed, but there was a luxurious off-road motorcycle parked at the door. There should be someone cooking in the yard and you can smell the fragrance of rice.

Damn, it seems that selling fake medicines has made a lot of money. Wang Baoyu cursed in his heart, and gave the policeman behind him a wink. The policeman immediately climbed over the wall of the courtyard quickly and opened the door.

Wang Baoyu and others walked in with great momentum. The scene in front of him made him laugh and cry. A middle-aged man was cooking rice porridge in the center of the yard. The rice soup was mixed with food coloring and made the same color as Chunge Pills. Then, he poured it into another filling equipment. Several women were packaging these so-called Chunge Pills.

Several women did not wear gloves, and occasionally they touched their hands and licked them off, showing the saving nature of working women.

This is how my Chun Ge Pill was made. Wang Baoyu was almost crying and tears were gone. Of course, the people inside understood what it meant for people in uniforms to come in. They put down their work and stood stupidly.

To capture the thief, Wang Baoyu immediately grabbed a man who was working and asked, "Where is your boss?"

The man angrily said in anger. It turned out that the boss was here today. At the same time, a young man walked out of the room, chatting proudly on the phone. When he saw the person's appearance, everyone present was stunned.

Who is it? It is Wang Qiuzhen, the son of Wang Zhuoran, the secretary of the municipal party committee. When Wang Qiuzhen saw Wang Baoyu and others, he hung up the phone in panic.

"Mr. Wang, congratulations on getting rich." Wang Baoyu bowed in a mocking voice.

"Wang Baoyu, what are you here to do?" Wang Qiuzhen asked blankly.

"I'm afraid you can't finish cooking too much rice porridge."

"I, I'm..."

"Stummy, your fake Chun Ge Pill is really not expensive." Wang Baoyu sneered, grabbed a packaging on the ground, and said, "Young Master Wang, you really have yours, and the products you make are almost the same as ours."

"I, we didn't produce much." Wang Qiuzhen said.

"As the son of the dignified municipal party secretary, you also find a high-end thing to do. I will embarrass you even if you sell fake medicines." Wang Baoyu said.

"This is a quick money." Wang Qiuzhen said shamelessly.

"What are you all standing there? Please take Mr. Wang away." Wang Baoyu waved behind him.

No one dared to move. Who dared to provoke the son of the municipal party secretary? When Wang Qiuzhen saw this situation, he immediately became energetic and raised his hands and said to these people proudly: "Everyone will go back. I will talk to my dad about you. Guan Bao will be promoted."

Although everyone disdained his words, no one dared to come forward. Look at me, I look at you, and the eyes clearly mean, you should come first, you should come, you should come first.

Wang Qiuzhen laughed and said, "Thank you all for your hard work. My place is full of high-quality rice, green and pollution-free. It's better to drink a bowl of it by one person."

Wang Baoyu was so angry that he didn't think about how Wang Qiuzhen was doing. As long as he could find the root cause and solve the problem, he turned a blind eye. However, this kid was obviously fearless. Not only did he have no regrets, he also bullied others with his power, which made people unable to swallow this. Wang Qiuzhen said to Wang Baoyu again: "Wang Baoyu, don't be so stingy. If you have money, everyone will make money. You eat meat and we can drink soup."

"Drink your head." Wang Baoyu cursed, turned to the two policemen behind him and said, "Take Master Wang away, otherwise you will be allowed to go home to do farming tomorrow."

"This..." Although the two policemen knew the relationship between Wang Baoyu and Yan Haosheng, they still did not dare to take action.

"Wang Baoyu, look at you, you still haven't changed your previous bad habits. Why are you messing with everyone? Go back. I'll work hard all the way. I'll treat you to dinner one day." Wang Qiuzhen bowed his hand in a big manner, got up and was about to leave.

Wang Baoyu was so angry that if Wang Qiuzhen slipped away like this, he would definitely make a comeback and quickly touched his pocket.

"Yeah, you're still here with a gun." Wang Qiuzhen laughed.

Of course, Wang Baoyu didn't have a gun. He took out the inspector's certificate and the national security certificate. He shook the police with a cold face and said, "If you don't take action, you will be laid off and go home now, waiting for your superiors to pursue your dereliction of duty."

The police officers were finally scared when they looked at the national security documents. Wang Qiuzhen was also shocked. He didn't expect that Wang Baoyu had this thing. Then, the two police officers finally plucked up the courage to handcuff Wang Qiuzhen and took him away from the scene.

"You guys are scammers, my dad worked hard for Pingchuan. You dare to catch his son. I want to see my dad, I want to see my dad." Wang Qiuzhen's limbs were scattered, but with the excuse of Guoan Certificate, everyone still held his head unceremoniously. This brat had long disliked him.

"Wang Baoyu, I and you are not finished. My dad won't let you go. Please wait. I will be able to come out in two days. You will definitely be beautiful when the time comes." Wang Qiuzhen shouted.

"If you break the law, even the King of Heaven will not do it. I wish you a firm place to sit down." Wang Baoyu said without any hesitation.

The rest of the people in the factory were controlled, and the fake medicine equipment was seized. Subsequently, the staff of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau followed the clues and found the printing factory that produced the medicine box. At this point, the fake medicine incident of Chunge Wan was finally thoroughly investigated.

Originally, Wang Baoyu didn't think that he was too scheming with Wang Qiuzhen, and did not want to offend the municipal party secretary Wang Zhuoran. He just wanted this kid to suffer and avoid such despicable things in the future. Wang Zhuoran did not talk to Wang Baoyu on the phone, probably because his son did not accept the discipline and would give him a memory.

However, the subsequent development of the situation was lost. I don’t know which slutty policeman secretly told friends from the provincial media about this matter. Through word of mouth, a large number of reporters gathered in front of the Municipal Public Security Bureau to verify the fraud of the municipal party secretary’s son.

It should be that this kid was unlucky. A deputy secretary of the provincial party committee accidentally learned about this matter. Just as he was in a bad mood, he wanted to find fault and angry, so he called the Pingchuan Municipal Public Security Bureau directly and asked that the matter be investigated to the end. No matter who it involves, he would never tolerate it.
Chapter completed!