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Chapter 185 [My mother doubts me](1/2)

Isn’t this Jia Daguo a bad guy? Then I’m even darker than him!

I started the Jetta and drove towards home like a flying car. On the way, I called Guo Qing. Since taking over Yu Wenfeng's territory, Guo Qing rarely went to school and almost always stayed outside.

"Hey, Guo Zi?" I said.

"I am, who are you?" Guo Qing was noisy, as if he was in a place like Di Bar.

"Damn, I'll forget me in just two days! You can't hear me if you find a quieter place!" I yelled at the phone.

"Ah, it's the boss! Are you looking for me?" Guo Qing said with a dry smile: "Wait for a while, I'll change the place!"

After a while, it became much quieter inside, and Guo Qing said, "Boss, I'm in the bathroom, what's the matter?"

"You find a few brothers and wait for me downstairs in my house!" I said.

"What are you doing? When?" Guo Qing asked.

"Shangwai County! Yanhe Village! Now, immediately, immediately!" I said.

"Yanhe Village? What are you doing in that place!" Guo Qing asked strangely.

"Of course I'll do something! Could it be that I'll take you on a trip?" I said angrily.

"Come on the guy?" Guo Qing immediately understood.

"You can do it yourself! Well, that's it, hurry up!" I said.

When I arrived at the Huaxing Community where my family was, Guo Qing was already waiting downstairs of my house. This kid was very quick to do business, and he was even faster than me!

"Good speed!" I praised.

"Damn, how can I not be happy about your affairs?" Guo Qing jumped out of a Buick car and said to me. Next to Guo Qing, the three monkeys, Ding Baosan, stood. After seeing me, he shouted awkwardly: "Oncestor!" Maybe it was because of the last incident, his expression was a little unnatural.

"Damn, can you change the word? This name is so ugly! You call me an old man and you are better than your ancestors!" I cursed.

"Yes, old man!" Ding Baosan said quickly.

I was so dizzy that I almost kicked him to the Nantianmen! Does this person have an IQ?

I looked at Guo Qing now. I haven't seen this guy have a lot more style than before in a few days. He is full of high-end brands and his cars are more elegant than me. It seems that this guy has made a lot of money since taking over Yu Wenfeng's territory.

"Have you brought someone?" I looked at Guo Qing's Buick car, and there was no one else except Ding Baosan.

"Take it! Of course!" Guo Qing pointed to three military-green Jiefang tent trucks not far away and said, "Except for a few who were chopped up by someone who couldn't get up in the hospital, I brought all the remaining brothers. There were a few that I was so shocked that I pulled up from the woman's belly! More than 300 people, is it enough?"

I sweat! This kid is so awesome now, there are more than 300 brothers! Should I bring so many people to immigrate or do business! So I said, "A dozen people are enough, how much does it cost to bring so many people to eat and stay!"

"Don't worry about them, they can do their own things and have enough food and clothing." Guo Qing said with a sinister smile.

"Damn, that small place is simple and simple, but it can't stand your troubles! Don't let your economy retreat for decades after you leave, and we will become sinners for eternity!" I said.

"That's right, then leave a car, three monkeys, go and tell them to bring their own food and water, and everyone else will go back!" Guo Qing ordered Ding Baosan.

I greeted Guo Qing and went upstairs. As soon as I entered the house, I saw my mother and He Xiyuan sitting in the hall, walking back and forth anxiously. When I saw me coming back, my mother said, "Leilee, what should I do! Why don't we call the police!"

"It's okay mom!" I had to comfort me. To be honest, I was also worried, I was really afraid that my dad would have a conflict with Jia Daguo and other people.

I know that even if I call the police, it will be useless. Now that I call the police here, the police here cannot arrive at Yanhe Village immediately. They must have just notified the police station in Zhendongxiang. The police station there will be favoring the son of the town chief, just as He Xiyuan said!

"Mom, please clean up with Xiyuan, let's go to Yanhe Village immediately!" My words were unquestionable. My mother was a little confused at this time. After hearing what I said, she didn't have time to think about it, so she just nodded. He Xiyuan knew my energy very well, so she trusted me very much.

Since they were not traveling far, neither of them had anything to do, but just changed into a warmer piece of clothing. Because the climate in other counties is much colder than in cities, these are essential experiences.

The three of us left the house, and my mother was so nervous that she even forgot to lock the security door. She hurriedly took out the key and twisted it around with my reminder. Although my mother always complained that my father was useless and made little money, she claimed that she didn't like my father. It was a bad luck to marry him, and she would never marry Xiao Zhao, but I knew that my mother still cared about my father very much, which was a good proof at this time.

"Mom, get in the car." I opened the door of the Jetta. The front of my Jetta car hit Wu's Lamborghini last time, and it was a big piece of it. Although it was still possible to drive, from the outside, it looked like a car picked out from a scrap purchase station.

"Leilee, this car..." My mother pointed at Pojieda in confusion and asked.

I had known my mother would have this question for a long time, but at this time I didn't care about explaining so much, and just said, "Mom, I'll talk about my affairs later if I have time!"

My mother nodded and said to He Xi

Car He Xiyuan sat in the passenger seat and guided us. I laughed at Guo Qing and said, "Come on, let the truck behind you stay away!"

I did this to prevent my mother from becoming suspicious. If she saw me leading a large group of underworlds, it would be strange if she was not scared to death!

After getting on the bus, I did not make any delays and went out of the city and got on the expressway. However, I encountered some trouble at the toll station on the expressway and was just about to meet the traffic inspection.

The huge police lights in front were flashing constantly, and roadblocks were already set up on the road.

"Stop!" A traffic policeman shouted at me with a megaphone, constantly signaling me to stop, so I had to stop.

The traffic police saluted me, knocked on the window and said to me, "Get out!"

I frowned. I was not afraid of anything. I didn't violate any traffic rules. This was just a routine inspection, but I had to dare to go time today. So I got off the convoy and asked, "Comrade Police, is there anything wrong? I still have to hurry up."

The traffic police looked at me, then looked at the people in the car, and then looked at the damage of the Jetta. I was a little confused: The people in the car looked panicked. It was not a hit-and-run vehicle, right? So I immediately took out the intercom and said, "Call the station, I am the temporary inspection of Chengdong Expressway, help me check the Songa... Is there a record of the Songa No. 00077 car?" The traffic police were shocked when they saw the license plate number. Is this a provincial government car? How could it be so messy? I was even more suspicious that if the government department's car was damaged, how could it continue to drive? Maybe... Thinking of this, the traffic police immediately asked coldly: "Is this car yours?"

I was stunned by the question and said inexplicably: "It's mine, what's wrong?"

"Which unit is from you? I'll check the work permit!" said the traffic police.

"Which unit?" I said strangely: "Which unit of mine has anything to do with your pre-inspection inspection? If you don't look at your driver's license and work permit, what are you looking for?" I was a little angry. I was in a hurry, so this guy was not trying to make things difficult for me on purpose, right?

"Don't talk so much nonsense! If you can't prove that this car is yours, we'll detain the car!" said the traffic police.

"Carrying? Why? Did I violate the rules?" I asked.

"There is no violation, but I suspect that your car is not from the right place!" said the traffic police: "The license plate of this car is not a private license, but belongs to the government agency. If you cannot provide strong evidence, then I have to be sorry. Not only will the car be detained, but I will take you people away too!"

After hearing what he said, I found out the problem! My car is affiliated with the government. After all, Shuguang Group is also a celebrity enterprise in Songjiang. Now Zhao Junsheng has also been elected as a member of the Provincial CPPCC and a representative of the National People's Congress. I heard that because of the reemployment problem of laid-off workers, he was hired as the honorary director by the Labor Bureau. So it is normal to have several government-licensed cars in Shuguang!

If it were normal, the traffic police might not say anything, but at this time my Jetta front face had broken, and anyone would doubt that there was a problem with the origin of the car.

Just as I was about to explain, I heard a conflict with another traffic policeman who was in the pre-inspection.

I heard the traffic policeman say, "What do you guys do in this car? You don't look like good people! Get off the car!"

"I said to comrade police, where do you look at us like bad people? We have the words "bad people" written on us, are you or are you a little tough guy? "Guo Qing said unwillingly.

"Good man? A good man has tattoos on his arms?" the policeman said disdainfully.

"That's art! Do you understand art? We all play music in the car and want to perform outside!" Guo Qing said mischievously. Guo Qing is also an old man in society. When he makes up lies, his face doesn't blush or his heart doesn't beat, and he doesn't even blink.

"Music people? Are you like you who are doing music? What kind of music do you do?" The traffic police obviously didn't believe what Guo Qing said.

"Rock! Do you understand punk?" Guo Qing made a guitar with his hands, and then suddenly shouted: "Back to Lhasa~~~ Back to Potala Palace! Back to Lhasa~~~~~ Back to her home!"

"Okay! Stop singing!" The traffic policeman covered his ears that were almost deaf, and said, "What are the iron sticks in your car for?"

"Iron stick? Oh~~~~ You said it was a drum set. It was like that when the drum set was disassembled! There were also some heavy metal instruments! It was just a "bang"!" Guo Qing suddenly said again, which scared the traffic police.

"Okay, okay, you guys go!" The traffic police shook his head and said to himself: "Damn, this musician is not mentally ill, and he almost scared him to death!"

When Guo Qing got in the car, I winked at him and signaled him to leave first, otherwise I would be unable to explain clearly if I would get him in.

My mother sat in the car and heard the conversation I had just heard clearly with the traffic police. She was so panicked! She had doubted the origin of her son's car just now. Now she heard what the traffic police said, she immediately became scared.

I said to the traffic policeman: "Wait a moment, I'll make a call."

"What phone call? Notify your accomplices?" said the traffic police suspiciously.

"I'll make a call to prove that my car was not stolen!" I said.

"No!" said the traffic police coldly: "Who knows if you have any secret numbers?

The phone call has to be waited for you and me to go back to the traffic police team and call with hands-free!"

I was depressed! The traffic policeman was really serious and responsible! At this time, the internal walkie-talkie of the traffic police suddenly rang out, and the traffic police picked it up and said to it: "I am the temporary inspector of Chengdong Expressway, please speak!"

"I am the command center of the Municipal Bureau. Songa00077 has been checked, and there is no record of violation!" said the intercom.

"Received, thank you!" said the traffic police.

"It's okay, can I leave?" I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard this result.

"No! Although there is no record of violations, this cannot prove the origin of your car!" said the traffic police.

I shook my head helplessly. This man was really stubborn! In desperation, I took out my wallet, took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills from it and stuffed them into his hand, and said to him: "Please please make peace..."

The traffic police glanced at the banknotes in my hand. The stack was three or four thousand yuan, and snorted coldly and said, "You are bribing national judicial personnel. I have the right to report it to the discipline inspection department!"

I really had no idea. I met a person who was not good at it! I thought he was trying to make things difficult for me, but I didn't expect that he was just enforcing the law impartially! And I couldn't find any reason! Everything is enforcing the law according to normal procedures!

Just as I was so anxious that I wanted to beat someone, I suddenly turned my eyes to the traffic police intercom, and said with a sudden inspiration: "Comrade, can you get this intercom to the director's office?"

"What director?" The traffic police were stunned after hearing this.

"It's your Public Security Bureau Director Jiang!" I explained!

"Do you know Director Jiang?" the traffic policeman asked strangely after hearing this.

"Meet! Take the walkie-talkie and I will prove my identity by saying a few words to him!" I said.

Although the traffic police heard me say this, they were confused, but when they think of the license plate of the car I drive, they thought that what I said might be true, so they said, "Wait a moment, I have to turn over through the inside line of the command center!"

I heard the traffic police and the front desk say a while, and finally handed me the intercom and said, "Okay."

I took the walkie-talkie and heard Jiang Yongfu's familiar voice: "Hey, I'm Jiang Yongfu."

"Director Jiang, I am Xiao Liu." I said to the walkie-talkie.

"Xiao Liu? What Xiao Liu?" Jiang Yongfu was stunned.
To be continued...
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