The restaurant owner covered the bridge of his nose and greeted him with a look of embarrassment. The policeman called Director Hou was Hou Dayong, the director of the nearby police station. He was about 1.75 meters tall, with a shiny face and a straight face.
People with a big belly that is out of proportion to their body size are either born fat or do not eat enough food.
"Um?"
Hou Dayong glanced at the restaurant owner in front of him, frowned, and said, "Boss Ma, what's wrong with you?"
The restaurant owner's surname was Ma, and his name was Ma Bo. When he saw Hou Dayong, he saw the great savior. He was so excited that he almost shed tears. He turned around suddenly and pointed at Lin Kun who was eating happily.
The man at the table gritted his teeth, "These people came to my hotel to cause trouble. I argued with them for a few words, but..."
Hou Dayong's frown deepened, and his face was very ugly at this time, not because he felt sorry for Ma Bo, but because he was already standing here with a big head, and the people at the table in the room were actually
It's like I didn't see him.
After all, he was wearing a police uniform. No matter what, if you hit someone and caused trouble, you should always come over and say hello when you see the police.
"I'll handle it." Hou Dayong squinted at Lin Kun and others, agreed to Ma Bo, and then walked into the hotel with a sullen head, taking square steps at his feet, followed by three of his subordinates.
Lin Kun and the others were neither deaf nor blind, and the food on the table was so delicious that they could forget themselves. Naturally, they heard the conversation between Hou Dayong and Ma Bo at the door.
However, everyone had a tacit understanding that they should eat and drink, and they did not pay attention to Hou Dayong and the policemen behind him at all.
Moreover, what happens next, with Geng Jundi, the deputy director of the city police station, is here, there is no need for Lin Kun and others to take action.
"You guys come to eat in other people's restaurants and beat them up to make trouble. Do you really think that our Chinese law is just a piece of cake?"
Hou Dayong had a dark face. This sentence could be said to be extremely gloomy. He had a tight face and a righteous and awe-inspiring look. He used this look to fool many people.
However, just when he thought he could frighten Lin Kun and others, and at least show respect to him, the people at the table still regarded him as nothing, even the four little ones.
The children didn't even look at him.
Hey……
That’s okay!
Hou Dayong immediately raised his voice and shouted, "I'm talking to you guys, don't you hear me?"
The chopsticks in Lin Kun's hand stopped for a moment, and the expressions on other people's faces were also a little disgusted. Su Youpeng, who was closest to Hou Dayong, looked at Hou Dayong with his mouth pouted and looked unhappy and said: "Uncle, your voice is too loud."
Big, it's delaying our meal."
Geng Lele, who was standing next to him, immediately said: "Uncle, you are indiscriminate and get angry at us when you come over. This is wrong!"
The two little guys said something to each other. The expression on Hou Dayong's face was slightly stunned, and he felt even more depressed. MD, as the director of the police station, he is also a leader. It's okay for a group of adults not to criticize him, but this child actually
He also stood up and pointed at him, is there any way to do this?
"you……"
"Name, police number, and who is your direct leader."
Hou Dayong was about to open his mouth to continue speaking, but was interrupted by a cold voice. The speaker was none other than Geng Jundi who had just put down his cup. Geng Jundi's attitude was very indifferent and he did not raise his head to look at Hou Dayong from beginning to end.
A brave look.
The expression on Hou Dayong's face was slightly startled, and he looked at Geng Jundi. The expression on his face did not dare to be so arrogant anymore, and even showed a hint of vigilance. He asked Geng Jundi in a low voice: "You, who are you?"
Ah, what right do you have to ask me that!"
Geng Jundi continued, "You should have a good relationship with the owner of this restaurant. You should know how the food in this restaurant tastes. Also, the chef in this restaurant is arrogant. There must have been beatings in the past."
incident, right?”
Listening to Geng Jundi's question, Hou Dayong's heart was racing. Geng Jundi has been a leader in the police system for many years, and his tone of voice is naturally a bit sharp. Hou Dayong is also in the police system.
A person's size can be considered a strength. He is not unfamiliar with this kind of harsh tone. He even says that his opponents usually have this kind of tone. But compared with Geng Jundi's, his tone is simply not the best.
on the same level.
"You, who are you?" Hou Dayong asked with concern. As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Bo came over and answered for Geng Jundi with a look of hatred, "Director Hou,
Needless to say, they are just a group of unreasonable barbarians who came to my place to cause trouble."
"Shut up!" Hou Dayong suddenly became furious and glared at Ma Bo fiercely. This turtle grandson was too ignorant of current affairs. He was feeling uneasy in his heart, so he came over to add fuel to the fire.
Damn, aren’t you looking for death?
When Ma Bo saw Hou Dayong yelling at him, he was startled for a moment, and then he became unhappy. Normally Ma Bo might not have such a big reaction, but today he was defeated repeatedly. Besides, he can be regarded as a martial arts practitioner.
People always have a tiger-like fiery temper hidden in their hearts. Now, after Hou Dayong yelled like this, it burst out like a flood.
"Director Hou, your attitude is a bit wrong."
Ma Bo had a gloomy face, ignoring the crooked nose and the bloody misery on his face, and stared at Hou Dayong tit for tat, "I usually give you a lot of benefits in our friendship, don't you?"
Don’t talk about it, just talk about eating and drinking. You brought your friends and subordinates here. Don’t you know how the food here tastes?"
"Now these people are obviously here to cause trouble on purpose. You are still here complaining. You, the director of the police station, when did you become such a coward? I am the caller and I am the victim, and you are still yelling at me.
Yelling?"
"Ma Bo, you..." Hou Dazong's pupils trembled wildly. Just as he was about to say something, Geng Jundi slapped his chopsticks on the table and took out his mobile phone to make a call, "Hey, Lao Liu,
The quality of the police in your jurisdiction is not very high."
The voice of an old police officer came from Geng Jundi's cell phone, saying respectfully: "Bureau Geng, please let me know what's going on. I'll send someone down to handle it right away. No, no, no, I'll handle it myself."
.”
Geng Jundi raised his hand directly back and handed the phone to Hou Dayong, whose face looked like the bottom of a pot.
Hou Dayong was trembling and hesitated for a moment whether to answer the phone. His immediate boss was the director of the jurisdiction. By coincidence, his immediate boss was named Liu.
"Hey, hey..."
There was a voice on the phone. Hou Dayong took a deep breath and took the call, and asked tentatively: "Are you Director Liu?"
Director Liu on the opposite side was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Are you Hou Dayong from the XX District Police Station? Why did you answer the phone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Hou Dayong to explain, Director Liu on the other side reacted and said in a serious tone: "Hou Dayong, please give me an explanation right away. What is going on? Director Geng's phone number from the Municipal Bureau.