I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"Where should I stay?"

After arriving at the police station with a group of bodyguard-like police officers, Qin Yao turned around and asked.

The fat man's cheeks twitched slightly, and he shouted to a soldier in uniform behind him: "Send him to the prison cell, where serious criminals are held!"

The military uniform subconsciously narrowed his eyes. Even if the other party's spit spray hit his face, his expression remained unchanged and he stood up and saluted: "Yes, Director."

The fat man took a breath silently, and with a wave of his hand, he led his subordinates into the lobby of the police station.

He had already realized something was wrong when he was on the street. Qin Yao was in front with a group of military uniforms. How could this be an arrest? It was like they were following a big boss through the city!

If he entered the police station with this attitude again, wouldn't he, the director, be laughed to death by the people below?

Damn, I’ve never seen anyone so arrogant.

"Hello, Mr. Qin, my name is Zhou Yang, you can just call me Xiao Zhou." As soon as the fat man left, the uniformed man in charge of Qin Yao suddenly changed his face and said humbly.

"Why are you so polite to me? Aren't you a subordinate of Director Jin?" Qin Yao asked.

Zhou Yang chuckled: "My wife works in a department store..."

Qin Yao was surprised, then smiled and said: "Then your wife is very good. I have read the recruitment standards issued by Director Ren, and the most stringent one is appearance."

Zhou Yang scratched his head: "It's okay, it's okay. In our village, my wife is definitely the most beautiful. Of course, it doesn't matter if she is placed in the building."

In fact, one of the main factors behind the booming business in department stores is the bright and beautiful waiters.

Not to mention now, even a hundred years from now, large shopping malls will recruit waiters based on beauty.

Relatively speaking, the more high-end the place, the prettier the waitresses there are.

"Let's go, let's go to the cell first." Qin Yao started and said, "Lest others see you and report you."

A hint of gratitude flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes, and he said sincerely: "Mr. Qin, your character is truly impeccable. I will arrange for you which class room you want to go to."

Qin Yao was surprised: "Didn't Director Jin ask you to throw me into the prison cell for serious criminals? Why, is there still a choice?"

"Of course, there are many types of serious criminals. When imprisoned, birds of a feather generally flock together and people are divided into groups." Zhou Yang explained.

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said: "Then choose a class room with the most talents for me. Anyone with a skill can be considered a talent."

"I know that." Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, please come with me..."

In the blink of an eye, he led Qin Yao to a spacious class room. After opening the heavy iron lock, he stretched out his hand to push open the heavy iron door and said respectfully: "Mr. Qin, please come in."

In the squad room, the eight felons looked up at the same time. Seeing such a flattering military uniform and the strong man in a black suit who looked like a giant beast, a trace of strangeness appeared on their faces.

What's happening here?

Leader inspection?

"Mr. Qin, do you need me to introduce your identity to them?" Zhou Yang asked.

"No need, you go out first." Qin Yao waved his hand.

Zhou Yang nodded, glanced at the serious prisoners with warning eyes, turned around, left the cell, and locked the iron door.

"Do you want to go out?" Qin Yao asked everyone watching him.

"Who are you?" A bald man with tattoos on his arms asked coldly.

Qin Yao: "I am the owner of Chenghuang Department Store, Qin Yao. I wonder if any of you here have heard of my name."

"In Fucheng, people may not know the name of the governor, but it is impossible not to know the name of Boss Qin." A man with eyes and a gentle robe said.

Qin Yao smiled: "Does anyone still doubt that I can bring people out of prison?"

"There is no such thing as a free lunch. I want to know what we need to pay for it." The bald man asked cautiously.

"Time, energy, and maybe sweat." Qin Yao said.

Everyone: "???"

"To put it simply, I want to take advantage of the opportunity to work in the shift room to find some talents." Qin Yao said: "You can think of it as an interview, an opportunity to change your destiny. I don't have anything else, but a lot of money. As long as you If you can impress me, I can invest in the rest of your life and give you a chance to prosper."

Everyone: "..."

I took advantage of the opportunity to come to the interview while staying in the shift room...

What kind of magical operation is this?

Two hours later.

The fat director summoned Zhou Yang in his office and asked, "What's going on with Qin Yao now? Is he still honest?"

"It's very honest, like I'm a guest."

Fatty Director: "..."

"Director, Director, our police station is surrounded by people." At this time, a man in military uniform ran over panting and shouted loudly.

The fat director had expected this: "Don't panic, this is Qin Yao's self-rescue method. Notify the Public Security Department to prepare for an interception. As long as we can withstand the pressure, we will win in the end."

"Director, we can't handle this pressure." Military uniform smiled bitterly.

"Did he invite the army? Why can't he handle it?" the fat director asked scoldingly.

"The army didn't come, but all the colleagues from the Public Security Department came." The military uniform said, paused slightly, and added: "Thousands of people came with guns on their backs."

Fatty Director: "..."

"Colleagues, everyone must stay calm and never raise a gun." Qi Bin, the captain of the municipal security team, stood alone in front of the police station and shouted loudly: "I have sent someone to ask for the director. He is very worried. Will be here soon to listen to everyone’s voices.”

Thousands of members of the Public Security Department, armed with guns, blocked the door of the police station. No one made any noise or even whispered to each other. The huge pressure was like a heavy dark cloud. Qi Bin was so frightened that he felt the urge to urinate and his legs were shaking slightly.

If this thing gets too big, if it goes wrong, it will be a coup.

And in the coup, it was people like him who died the fastest.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

The fat director strode over with a group of military uniforms. The police boots hit the ground with a sound, breaking the silent pressure.

"What are you doing standing here? You want to rebel!"

"Director, are we going to cancel the Assistance to Public Security Foundation?" someone in the crowd asked loudly.

"Don't hide your head, stand up and speak openly and openly." The fat man said as he scanned the crowd.

The crowd was silent. No one cared who asked the question. What everyone cared about was: Do I still have the benefits that belong to me?

The fat man quickly realized this and said in a deep voice: "In the name of the Police Commissioner, I promise you that no matter what happens, the Assistance for Public Security Foundation's support for you will not change."

"It's not that we don't believe you, but the foundation is not your property and you can't make corresponding guarantees. Please let Mr. Qin out. We want to listen to him." Another voice came from the crowd.

"You should calm down, don't be deceived by others, and don't just focus on the petty profits in front of you. You must have an overall view." The fat man advised earnestly.

The brothers in the Public Security Department had expressionless faces and turned a deaf ear to his advice.

Not everyone is an idealist warrior. For most people, life is more important than ideals.

Finally, life is getting better, and we no longer have to live so tightly. Anyone who reverses the car will force them to risk their lives!

If this overall view means that they will continue to be poor, continue to be treated as bastards, and cannot hold their heads high, then it is okay not to use this overall view.

"Short-sighted and stubborn." The fat man cursed in his heart, stretched out his hand to pull a subordinate to his side, and ordered: "Zhou Yang, go and bring Qin Yao here, and tell him on the way that he will cooperate with me honestly. , otherwise he will not be able to bear the responsibility if the Public Security Department mutinies."

Zhou Yang did not dare to neglect, and came to the prison area as quickly as possible, took the key from the key room, opened the door where Qin Yao was imprisoned, leaned forward and said: "Mr. Qin, please come with me."

"What happened?" Qin Yao sat in a clean corner and raised his eyes and asked.

"Members of the Public Security Department surrounded the police station with weapons and want to confirm with you about assisting the Public Security Foundation." Zhou Yang said.

Qin Yao said calmly: "So, Director Jin asked you to come over and call me to explain?"

Zhou Yang nodded: "In addition, Director Jin also said that once a mutiny in the Public Security Department is provoked, you cannot bear the responsibility."

"What responsibility do I bear?" Qin Yao laughed dumbly and waved his hand: "Do you have a gun on you?"

"Yes." Zhou Yang said and patted his waist.

"Give me the gun, and then you go and tell Director Jin that I took away your gun and failed to persuade me to go out." Qin Yao waved.

The other eight people in the class room: "???"

Is this what a prisoner can say?

However, under their shocked eyes, the policeman in police uniform did not even hesitate. He pulled out the pistol from his waist and handed it over.

As if hypnotized.

"Go quickly." Qin Yao took the pistol and said.

Zhou Yang nodded and ran out of the class room without saying a word.

"Hey..." Qin Yao shouted loudly.

"What's wrong, Mr. Qin?" Zhou Yang paused.

Qin Yao pointed to the big iron door: "You forgot to lock the door."

Zhou Yang smiled awkwardly, ran over and locked the iron door: "Sorry, Mr. Qin."

"It's okay, just pay attention next time." Qin Yao said gently.

Eight serious criminals: "..."

It’s just... hard to understand!

"Director." Soon after, Zhou Yang jogged to the fat man's side.

The fat man even looked behind him and asked, "Where is Qin Yao?"

"He doesn't want to come."

The fat man laughed angrily: "Idiot, what did I tell you? Is this something he doesn't want to do? You won't put a gun to his head and bring him here?"

"I took it, but he took the gun away." Zhou Yang said innocently.

Fat guy: "..."

"Director, what's going on? I haven't invited someone for so long... Mr. Qin won't have any accidents at the police station, right?" Someone from the Public Security Department shouted loudly.

The fat man shook his head quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, what problem can there be at our police station? You guys wait patiently here, I will go and find out the situation."

"I'll give you half an hour at most. After half an hour, if you don't come back or give us a satisfactory answer, we will rush in to find Mr. Qin ourselves." The man shouted immediately.

Fat guy: "..."

We are not afraid of how bad our enemies are, but we are afraid that our own people are stupid enough.

In order to make a small profit, you actually ignore the law. Do you really think that not punishing the law is a golden medal to avoid death?

Full of anger, the fat man angrily led his people to Qin Yao's class room. After Zhou Yang opened the iron door, he stepped in immediately: "Mr. Qin, are you planning to die with me?"

Qin Yao sat in the corner with an indifferent expression, a black pistol placed in front of him: "Death together? Are you worthy?"

The fat man opened the holster on his waist, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Qin Yao's eyebrows: "Don't force me."

Qin Yao grabbed the pistol in front of him and stood up slowly: "Shoot!"

The fat man's arm holding the gun was shaking, his breathing was getting faster, but his finger on the trigger could not be pulled down.

He didn't dare.

He shot and killed department store Qin in the police station because he was afraid that his family would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"Snapped!"

Qin Yao whipped out the black pistol in his hand and hit the fat man right in the face, hitting him so hard that his head fell back and his nose started to bleed.

"Bang!"

Before he could scream, Qin Yao kicked him on the waist, kicked him to the ground, and even stepped on him: "Why don't you dare to shoot?"

The police uniforms following the fat man: "..."

The eight serious criminals in the cell: "..."

Qin Yao looked up at the group of military uniforms and licked his lips: "Do you dare to shoot?"

The soldiers in uniform all turned their heads and avoided his gaze.

Qin Yao sneered, then looked down at the fat man with a panicked face: "You said you wanted to take me into the class room, and I came with you without asking. But now that you are in trouble, you actually expect me to settle it for you. Am I your father or your ancestor?"

He is laughing.

But other people present could not laugh, and most of them were even frightened by it.

"Qin Yao, believe it or not, I will uproot your department store!" The fat man pinched his nose and said.

"Try it." Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and said, "Would you like to make a bet? As long as you dare to do this, you will be the first to investigate the person who instructs you to deal with me."

Fat guy: "..."

"boom!"

Qin Yao kicked him on the head and knocked him down again. He leaned over and said, "Director Jin, your work is too rough. Who can protect you from such a big trap?"

The fat guy was kicked so hard that his eyes were filled with stars, and his heart was filled with anger. He didn't care about the consequences, and ordered loudly: "Shoot, shoot him!"

The police uniforms lowered their heads and ignored this.

Just kidding.

You don't dare to shoot, are we braver than you?

It's just a bowl of royal grain rice. There's no need to risk your life, right?

Qin Yao took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it with a match, and stood at the iron door waiting silently.

I don’t know how the leader who wants to kill his majesty feels now.

…

"cancer!"

Mayor's Office.

After listening to the big secretary's report, Luo Hao became furious and slapped the pen in his hand on the desk.

"We must do everything possible to combat these plutocratic forces. Their existence is a huge cancer for this society and this country. If we ignore it and allow it to grow barbarically, the consequences will be disastrous."

Du Xinwen lowered his head and responded softly: "Leader, the most important thing now is to peacefully solve the problem of the security police surrounding the police station."

Luo Hao's chest kept rising and falling. After a long time, he gradually calmed down and said, "Prepare the car, I'm going to the police station!"