Zhao Maobin and Chen Taizhong had met face to face during the interview. However, Mr. Zhao was full of confidence at that time and did not care about others at all. He was able to recognize Chen Taizhong and checked the person's file afterwards, and he had an unforgettable story.
impression.
Knowing who he was right, Zhao Maobin immediately calmed down. Looking at his swollen right arm, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Today is the day, damn, let's settle the old and new debts together!"
Call the police and get someone. You can run away from the monk, but you can also run away from the temple? He got a little angry: My arm hurts like this, it seems to be dislocated. You can't escape a minor injury. You must let the police station fall.
I’ll put a big mark on your file!
If you want to scheme against someone, you must hit him where it hurts most. Zhao Maobin, who was born in a family of officials, is well aware of the pros and cons. He knows that for a young man like Chen Taizhong who is aspiring to officialdom, it is better to kill him directly instead of beating him severely to vent his anger.
That guy's future in officialdom was determined.
The pain that goes deep into the soul is the most torturous!
For ordinary officials, if there is a stain on the case record left by the police station, the person's future is basically ruined. Even if someone takes care of him, he can still advance to some levels, but it is definitely a dream to think that he will go straight to the top and have a prosperous official career!
Thinking of what he was proud of, a sinister smile appeared on Zhao Maobin's face. His father's junior high school classmate was currently the deputy director of the Fenghuang City Public Security Bureau. Whether it was arresting people or defining the case, he could handle such a small matter.
It's just a matter of minutes.
Just when Zhao Maobin was about to press the "launch" button on his mobile phone, he suddenly thought: an extremely important link seemed to have been ignored by him!
This fight is really not the right place. This place is from the sexy lingerie store!
Although Mr. Zhao failed miserably in the civil service examination, his father was really very energetic and got him a job at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Now, although Zhao Maobin spends money to attend a self-funded university, strictly speaking
Come on, he is also a state cadre. Now he is just "studying off-duty," and his salary will not be less.
It's easy to call the police, and the police will definitely come and give a confession. However, two state cadres got into a quarrel over shopping in a sexy underwear store, resulting in one party fighting and the other party suffering heavy losses. Leave this to people who don't understand.
No matter how you listen to it, it feels like a scandal.
Zhao Maobin wanted to ruin Chen Taizhong's future, but he definitely didn't want to involve himself in it!
The officialdom of these days is not as good as it was twenty years ago. At that time, style problems would directly lead to the death of people. Now, this is not a very serious problem. However, it is obvious that no problem is better than no problem.
Moreover, similar problems can be big or small. If no one cares about it, it will definitely not be a problem. But if there are really people who are willing to use it to amplify it infinitely, this will also be a fatal blow to Zhao Maobin!
It would be nice if this... was a market! Zhao Maobin glanced around hard and reluctantly deleted the "number to be dialed". Tsk, it seems that this matter needs to be handled in a different way.
In another way, Mr. Zhao couldn't help it. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he thought of his classmate Lin Haifeng. That guy seemed to be a gangster, so he lowered his head to search for the address book on his mobile phone.
Since it is not convenient to deal with it on the white road, we can only find someone to give the man named Chen a good beating. Of course, this is only temporary. The days will be long in the future. We will slowly take advantage of the opportunity to deal with him.
Lin Haifeng was absolutely flattered when he received the call from Zhao Maobin. In his impression, he had nothing to do with this very capable guy in his family, so he hurriedly agreed.
"No problem, no problem. It's a trivial matter. I'm hanging out with Brother Biao now. Just give me that guy's contact information. I'm an old classmate. Who can I help you if I don't help you?"
Brother Biao, also known as "Dog-faced Biao", is a well-known figure in the underworld in Phoenix City. He is cruel and cunning, cruel and cruel, and will retaliate. Those who are successful may not be the best, but those who are successful
Even good people don't dare to provoke him easily.
His nickname is already very telling. Dog Face doesn't just mean that he looks like a wrinkled dog with a face full of flesh. It also means that this person is ruthless. If someone asks him for help, he will reap the benefits after helping.
, you may even have to take a bite of it in order to maximize your profits.
It is precisely because of his character that the underworld in Phoenix City does not recognize this person as a gangster. Everyone thinks that this person should be classified as a "desperate". There is still an essential difference between a gangster and a desperado.
of.
Chen Taizhong did not expect that Zhao Maobin would use such a method to treat him. After knowing the identity of Mr. Zhao, he just sighed that the blow just now was a bit gentle, and then walked away without touching the ground.
His time was limited, so he had to go back as soon as possible after giving Ren Jiao a gift.
Of course, since it was a surprise, he had to create some atmosphere, so Chen Taizhong booked a private room in the hotel and bought some red candles, planning to have a candlelight dinner.
"This candle is not very good." Chen Taizhong tried to light the candle. He discovered a detail that he thought affected the mood. This was the first time in his two lives that he played with petty bourgeoisie. Naturally, he had to pay more attention to it.
"Why is there such a big smoke?"
It would be a bit inappropriate if the candlelight dinner was filled with smoke like a sauna.
"It seems like there are a lot of impurities," the hotel waiter agreed. "That's what domestic candles are like. It's not like those imported candles. You can light them at home for a day and you won't feel anything in the room."
"Isn't it?" Chen Taizhong looked at the waitress, a little strange, "Do you worship foreign countries to this extent? Forget about other things, even this candle, do you think foreign products are good?"
"What I said is the truth," the waiter felt aggrieved, but did not dare to talk back. He could only explain tactfully, "My family owns a candle factory, and I have seen those foreign candles."
What she said is actually true, but she obviously ignored one thing. In the international market, the price of domestic candles is much lower.