The stupid young chef who had injured someone with a knife was put on a silver bracelet, and Xie Guoyong was also escorted into a police car.
The middle-aged policeman looked at the back of the police car as it drove away, then looked at the large circle of gauze on Li Xiao's hand, and smiled bitterly, "Actually, this is just a verbal dispute.
Now that it's like this, the two people over there have been at least five years old.
If your injury is assessed as moderate, the number of years will be increased."
After completing the record, Li Xiao, accompanied by a police officer, conducted an examination at the hospital and issued an [Injury Notification].
A wound of more than ten centimeters is considered a minor injury or more.
The wound was disinfected and cleaned again, and Li Xiao grinned in pain.
The doctor who cleaned the wound and assessed the condition of the injury was very professional. After a thorough examination, the final result was that Li Xiao's injury was assessed as a minor injury of Level 2.
The accompanying police officer did not show any surprise when he saw the result. It was a minor injury of level 2, which was still far from a level 4 injury.
As a police officer, he has seen a lot of fights. These incidents usually involve minor injuries, and moderate injuries are rare. Let alone serious injuries, they are rare.
The young policeman said, "Don't worry, those two people are fine. They won't be able to run away for five years."
Li Xiao smiled and nodded. He didn't feel any guilt about those two guys being sentenced.
Originally, it was just a matter that needed a good apology.
It has to be so complicated. If you admit your mistake early at the beginning, nothing will happen.
It's fine now. Not only have I lost my face, my job has also been lost, and I have to live there for a few years.
Hey, why bother?
Li Xiao shook his head, is face really so important?
However, Li Xiao soon thought that it was impossible for a guy like Xie Guoyong to look down on others and not care about face. He deserved it after all. This kind of person should be locked up and reflect on it.
After a long journey, we have arrived, it's past ten o'clock in the evening.
Almost all buses were out of service, so Li Xiao took a rare luxury and called a Didi taxi back to her dormitory.
I finally had some free time and opened my own live broadcast room.
The screen had just refreshed. Li Xiang blinked in disbelief.
Oh, good guy, aren't you dazzled? The peak number of people in the live broadcast room was 610,000, 610,000 viewers.
Things that I never dared to imagine happened so easily and simply.
Although the average number of people in the final live broadcast room was only 320,000, even this number was something Li Xiao had never dared to imagine before.
In the past, if the live broadcast could reach tens of thousands, I would be happy all day long, but now it has exceeded 320,000.
Moving his eyes downward, Li Xiao almost lost his grip on his cell phone.
He quickly calmed down and counted tens, hundreds, thousands, and thousands. He actually received a reward of 84,300 yuan for a live broadcast.
The live broadcast between myself and Mao Mao is divided into 50 and 50. Counting the share, there will be hundreds of thousands of rewards.
Good guy, the 84,300 yuan I got alone is comparable to my income in three or four years.
Li Xiao smiled bitterly, no wonder I had always heard people say that live streaming can make money.
He entered the live broadcast but was extremely poor. He always thought that this was just a word used to deceive fools.
It turns out that I was the fool. I had no experience and lacked understanding of these things, so I rashly denied them.
It turns out that you can really earn tens of thousands by doing a live broadcast. Li Xiao was a little fascinated when he saw the amount of rewards.
After a cursory look at the live broadcast process, Li Xiao finally understood why there were so many rewards for this live broadcast?
It turned out that the wealthy administrator of mine opened a handicap and almost won everyone's hands.
Then the local tycoon management rewarded all the earned cat claws to Li Xiao at once.
The rewards from those cat claws alone amounted to tens of thousands of yuan, plus some rockets and some paid props given sporadically by other viewers, the total amount was so much.
At the same time, I also received a lot of private messages in the background.
Regarding Li Xiao’s injury in my heart,
There are those who are aggrieved for Li Xiao,
There are also some self-proclaimed food producers who want to learn from Li Xiao.
After all, through Li Xiao's live broadcast, many knowledgeable people have realized that something is wrong.
Apart from anything else, Li Xiao's dim sum-making skills and ingredient matching skills demonstrated at the scene were all excellent, and his knife skills were even more superb.
Li Xiao selectively added a few fans, but he did not respond to the fans' requests.
After all, too many things happened today, and we had to save those children who fell into the water.
It was another cooking competition with Xie Guoyong. After a whole day of work, I was exhausted.
He clicked on the avatar of the rich administrator, chatted with the other person for a few words, and then Li Xiao turned off his phone.
Soon, Li Xiao fell into sleep.
The next day, I was woken up early by the ringing of my cell phone.
When I answered the phone, it turned out to be the phone number from the police station.
It turns out that Zhizhu’s boss hired a lawyer and hoped that Li Xiao would write a letter of understanding and consent.
The little chef who hurt people must go to jail, but the boss wants to bail out Xie Guoyong and minimize civil liability.
After all, there were indeed witnesses at the time and video recordings could prove that Xie Guoyong only asked the little chef to drive people out, and did not instruct the little chef to hurt anyone.
Therefore, even if Li Xiao does not provide a letter of understanding and consent, Xie Guoyong may only need to serve in a detention center for one month before being released on bail.
Can't even get into prison.
After listening, Li Xiao frowned.
Originally, his goal was just to make Xie Guoyong suffer a little, and the little chef was just there by the way.
It would be best if he could be sent to prison for reform, but that's not possible now.
How about getting some money?
Wait, Li Xiao was still awake just now. Now that he has come to his senses, he remembers that he is a systematic person.
Moreover, my live broadcasting career is now booming. I earned tens of thousands from my live broadcast yesterday alone. Why do I still need to write a letter of understanding and consent?
A month is just a month, less is a little less, but it is not bad. Lock him up for a month and let him reflect on it.
If he writes a letter of understanding and consent, he may be able to get tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, but it will save him many days in jail, and he may even be able to come out directly without going to a detention center.
Now I am no longer the street anchor who ate a whole table of unpalatable braised food just for 200 yuan in promotion fees.
Thinking of this, Li Xiao refused, "Sorry, I won't issue a letter of understanding and consent."
After speaking, Li Xiao immediately hung up the phone without waiting for the other person to speak further.
What the other person continued to say was nothing more than an increase in compensation. Huh, if I were now in the past, I would still be willing to bargain. Now, I think so.
