() There seems to be another factor. The car Huang Jun bought was not a luxury car, and the total price was only a few hundred thousand.
The city is thousands of miles away from Yanjing, so even if you have connections, you can't use them. And the price of the car tells the parking lot invisibly that the owner of this car has a little money, not a wealthy person.
Combined with the ages of myself and Huang Jun, they are in their twenties. At first glance, they seem to have no social experience and are prone to impulsiveness.
After considering the possible factors, Tang Xueying gritted her teeth with conviction. The snarky woman must have done it on purpose. Her purpose was to make Huang Jun angry, lose his ability to think, and eventually do something stupid.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to put the sign there, let alone weld it with a hard iron plate. Who doesn't know that the signboards in many units are made of stainless steel and will be deformed if hit.
"These bastards make me so angry." Tang Xueying gasped angrily.
Squeak! The sound of brakes sounded beside her, and a car stopped.
Tang Ziming and Zhu Yihong hurriedly got out of the car, ran to Tang Xueying's side, and asked at the same time: "What happened?"
Tang Xueying glanced at the two of them, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said in a cold tone: "Huang Jun and I were ripped off in the parking lot. He smashed the window and was detained."
"Don't be angry, get in the car first and tell us what's going on." Zhu Yihong requested calmly.
Tang Xueying nodded.
When the three of them returned to the car, Tang Xueying immediately told the whole story, without missing any detail.
After hearing what happened, Zhu Yihong pondered for a while and said, "Okay, these people are really capable. Seeing as you two are outsiders, you are planning to do something dirty."
"I guess someone has already checked with Huang Jun to find out what you are and what is true. It doesn't matter if you are in Yanjing. You won't be able to mortgage the commercial vehicle in the end."
"Will they still ask for money?" Tang Xueying asked guessing.
"I'm going to find out about the situation." Zhu Yihong didn't reply directly. He explained, opened the door and got out of the car, and quickly walked into the police station.
Seeing Zhu Yihong go to the police station in person, Tang Ziming was overjoyed. He turned to look at Tang Xueying and said, "Listening to what you said, Huang Jun is also a bit of a man. He didn't flinch at all when it was time to take action."
"That doesn't matter." Tang Xueying looked at him angrily and said, "Others just noticed this and caught him."
"How big of a deal is it to make you angry? Is it worth taking it seriously? This kid will gain wisdom after a hard time, right?" Tang Ziming didn't see the disadvantages, but was very happy about this matter.
"Don't gloat over others, it's not you who is being detained." Tang Xueying said with a worried look on her face.
Tang Ziming glanced at Tang Xueying with a smile, curled his lips and stopped answering. This girl was so interested in that boy, it seemed like she was really moved by her.
Zhu Yihong stayed at the police station for a short time, then returned to the car with a steady pace and said: "It's almost as we guessed, this is someone playing tricks. The woman in the parking lot was hospitalized. It was said that she had soft tissue injuries and ovarian bleeding. She needed to
What about the treatment fees?”
"A bunch of scum, they are all damn liars." Tang Xueying cursed angrily.
"Don't worry, this is quite fun. I'll go back and tell my dad about it and see what he means. It seems that the woman named Wang Hongyan is going to make some noise. A little person can achieve big things." Zhu Yihong seemed to have something.
Pointing and sighing.
After hearing this, Tang Ziming raised his eyebrows, smiled, and started the car.
"What should I do about Huang Jun? Will anyone bully him?" Tang Xueying asked worriedly.
"It's okay." Zhu Yihong said nonchalantly: "That guy is very smart and he will never suffer a loss."
After hearing this, Tang Xueying quickly recalled Huang Jun's performance these days, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked quite innocent, and he didn't seem to be someone who could be manipulated.
Datunkou West Street Detention Center, where Huang Jun was sent.
After a brief handover, Huang Jun was put into a detention room with many people inside.
"Hey, another one came in. He looks quite young. Brother, what did you do?" As soon as Huang Jun came in, a young man with earrings and yellow hair grinned and spoke with a smile.
Huang Jun took a quick look at the five people in the room, found a corner and squatted down, looked down at the ground and said, "Smash the government building and kill all the officials."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire detention room immediately fell into dead silence. The suspect who was close to him carefully moved to the side.
"Brother, are you kidding me? This is not funny." Huang Mao asked awkwardly.
Huang Jun looked at him sideways, tugged his hair impatiently, and said, "I fooled you, and you give me a bonus?"
Huang Mao immediately closed his mouth and twisted his neck with evasive eyes.
Tired from squatting on the ground, Huang Jun looked at the bed next to him and said, "Whose is this? Is anyone sleeping on it?"
"It's mine, you sleep." A middle-aged man in a green coat stood up, tidied up hurriedly, and said generously.
"Thank you." Huang Jun thanked him politely and lay down with his arms as a pillow.
The five people in the room glanced at him secretly, lowered their heads and thought. What kind of crime is it to smash the government building and kill the officials? At least they have to be shot? Why did they lock him up here? Isn't this a trap?
?
Green Coat thought for a while and asked: "Little brother, why did you have trouble with Zheng Fu and did this?"
"I'm poor. I can't survive without money." Huang Jun replied nonchalantly without thinking about it.
Green Coat listened to this explanation and nodded noncommittally. There are many young people who do crazy things because they have no money.
"Brother, what did you use to smash the government building?" Huang Mao asked curiously after a short period of adaptation.
"Are you trying to trick me?!" Huang Jun turned his head and looked at Huang Mao coldly and asked.
"No, no, absolutely not, brother, you misunderstood." Huang Mao waved his hands quickly, fearing that Huang Junji would hate him.
The morning passed quickly. The lunch box at noon was not delicious. Huang Jun took a few bites and threw away the chopsticks angrily. Huang Mao and others who were eating were startled and hid in the corner with the lunch box.
The master who wants to take advantage of the gun will basically give up his life. Instead, he will kill one more person and earn another one. No one dares to waste money with this person.
Huang Jun was so leisurely that he took off his shoes, happily covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a policeman shouted outside the door: "Who is Huang Jun? Come out."
Huang Jun listened to the cry, opened his eyes faintly, didn't move, and shouted directly: "If you fart, hurry up!"
"Someone brings you food, come out and eat." The Minjing replied.
"Send it in." Huang Jun simply laid out the score.
Minjing squinted her eyes, glared at Huang Jun with suppressed anger, and waved in the distance.
Huang Mao and others looked at Huang Jun's attitude towards the people and began to believe what Huang Jun said. Only people waiting to die would dare to put on airs like this.
The door to the detention room opened, and a young man walked in carrying a plastic bag full of lunch boxes.
Huang Jun glanced at him sideways, lifted up the quilt, got out of bed, and said, "You are not a plainclothes person, why are you so attentive to me?"
The fake plainclothesman who had had contact with Huang Jun once put down his lunch box and said, "You smashed the window and hurt someone. Should you give me an explanation?"
"What do you mean? You want money?" Huang Jun picked up his chopsticks, took two rude bites, and asked coldly.
"Brother understands people, I won't hide them, the price is one hundred thousand." The fake plainclothes man looked at Huang Jun and quoted the price very happily. Seeing that Huang Jun was eating well, he didn't intend to express his position, so he continued: "Yours
The car is still parked in the parking lot, how much money can be converted into it."
Having said this, he paused and observed Huang Jun's reaction.
Huang Jun picked up the mineral water, took a few sips, and said, "I understand what you are doing. Isn't it just bullying me, a foreigner? Okay, find some connections, bail me out, and we can deal face to face."
"Brother, your car is not worth 100,000 yuan. Shouldn't your woman make up for it?" asked the fake plainclothesman.
"How much?" Huang Jun asked.
"forty thousand."
Huang Jun nodded and said, "Okay! Use your phone."
The fake plainclothes man immediately took out his mobile phone and handed it to Huang Jun. Huang Jun took it and quickly pressed the number. After the call was connected, Huang Jun simply said: "Prepare 40,000 yuan and get it to the parking lot tomorrow afternoon. I will
I’ll see you there and hang up.”
After explaining, Huang Jun threw his cell phone to the fake plainclothes and said: "It's done, don't forget to deliver food tonight."
"Brother, be happy, I'll find someone to protect you. Eat slowly." The fake plainclothes man replied, got up, opened the door and left.
Everyone in Huangmao watched the conversation between Huang Jun and the fake plainclothes, and began to speculate again. Did this guy really smash up the Zhengfu building? How could he still be bailed out? What were they talking about? It was only a hundred thousand yuan. It seemed that in Yan
Is Beijing useless?
"Brother, can you go out if you pay 100,000 yuan?" Huang Mao looked at Huang Jun suspiciously and asked.
"Get out? Are you thinking of something good? This guy is a creditor, didn't you see? Oh, you saw that I was going to die, so you licked your face to please me." Huang Jun sighed sadly, lowering his head to deal with the delicious food in front of him.
Huang Maoyiqian, the suspect, couldn't tell whether it was true or not. He stared at it and made random guesses.
Tang Xueying received Huang Jun's call and immediately informed Tang Ziming of his request. Tang Ziming then simply conveyed the news to Zhu Yihong.
Seeing that the other party was really extorting money, Zhu Yihong sneered with a fox-like smile: "It seems that someone's butt can't sit still."
That night, in the courtyard, Zhu Xingyao drank tea and listened to Zhu Yihong's report.
"Do you understand the matter clearly? Are there any mistakes? Don't be emotional." Zhu Xingyao looked at his son cautiously and said.
Zhu Yihong simply put the receipt from the parking lot in front of his father and said: "It was parked for 18 days in total and the fee was 60,000. The staff inside insulted Huang Jun and others with arrogant words, obviously intending to anger them.
"
"I have heard about the chaos in Yanjing's toll collection. It seems that it really needs to be dealt with properly. There should be signs of corruption among some officials and abusing power for personal gain."
"The Central Committee of the Communist Party of China has repeatedly stressed the importance of being honest in politics. This happened right under your nose. It is obvious that the supervision is not effective. Okay, take advantage of Huang Jun's incident and sort it out. Tell that kid to let him rest assured."
." Zhu Xingyao stated his position clearly.
"Thank you dad, I'll call them right away." Zhu Yihong said happily.
"Yi Hong, that kid smashed someone's window and must pay compensation. You can't be vague about this matter. You must also pay attention to it in the future. You must be calm when encountering problems. Do you understand?" Zhu Xingyao reminded his son when he turned to leave.
"I remember." Zhu Yihong agreed quickly.
The night passed quickly, and when Huang Jun opened his eyes, it was already dawn.
Looking at the gloomy sky, Huang Jun sighed, got up and walked to the door, holding on to the iron door and muttering to himself: "Regret, regret, why didn't you think twice before? What's the use of regretting again and again when it's right in front of you."
Huang Mao and others listened to Huang Jun's words and lowered their heads with deep understanding. This guy was not only talking about himself, he was also talking to everyone.
What's the use of being impulsive when things happen and only regretting it after you make a mistake?
While they were asking themselves, Huang Jun turned around and said to himself: "If young people are not passionate and impulsive, what's the point of living in this life?"
