The National Director is Mr. Perfect

With such a large population in China, it is known that Station D is still a minority.

Now that the Internet is developed, more and more TV shows and movies are watched on the Internet.

Even people are not accustomed to using TV and are chasing TV series.

Because the TV time is fixed, and online, you can watch it whenever you want.

Coupled with the rapid development of the Internet, these video sites have become the mainstream.

"Guru, talk to the other party first, find out about the other party's situation, and then tell me about the result."

Jun Ci stood up, ready to go back.

"Okay, Your Highness."

Gulu went to talk to the other party, and Jun Ci went back to have breakfast.

Although it's a bit late.

But when he reached the door, Jun Ci immediately saw Zhang Nian and Fu Cuihua, standing at the door with the police.

There are also many onlookers in the neighbors next door, looking at them.

She smiled wickedly. Yesterday the dead Zhang Changming came, but today the other two came to the scene?

She walked over without caring, Zhang Nian seemed to feel something in her heart and saw her at a glance.

For an instant, the expression on her face was very disgusting, and she screamed: "Uncle Police, it's her. She was the one who sent my dad to the hospital!"

Her voice sounded like she was afraid that everyone nearby would not hear her.

Jun Ci felt that if she was the police uncle, she would be yelled at first by this voice.

It was two male policemen who came to pick up the police, one tall and one short, both of whom were more friendly.

They just saw Junci coming, and asked them routinely: "They called the police and said you deliberately hurt people, what's the matter?"

The police in small places generally like to be muddy.

Especially like Junci, of course, you have to ask clearly before you can bring it back.

Jun Ci looked at Zhang Nian, and the eyes in the mask were filled with a smile of hostility: "Uncle policeman, you can eat and talk nonsense, how can they call the police that I have beaten someone, and that's me. What about? You are talking about Zhang Changming, right?"

When she spoke, there was a slight smile in her voice.

It's just that the smile is at the end of the words, making people cold.

Zhang Nian originally had the police around him full of confidence, but at this moment he saw Junci's pupils shooting out extremely icy-cold eyes, subconsciously shrinking back two steps.

The body was trembling slightly.

The arrogance of the previous arrogance disappeared immediately.

Not to mention that she, the two policemen, both felt that the breath of Junci in front of her was unpleasant.

"Of course Zhang Changming, what do you know?"

"Someone came to trouble me yesterday, Zhang Changming also came to find me, but was beaten by the person who troubled me. It's none of my business."

Jun Ci put his hand behind his head and spoke lazily.

One sentence brought the disaster to Jiang Yi's side.

You can't find your own troubles in vain.

At this time, Grandma Chang came out of the house: "Oh, oh, what's going on? Comrade police, porcelain can't beat people! I can see what happened yesterday!"

Grandma Chang probably stayed there for a while, and she immediately came out to testify for her when she watched Jun Ci come back.

Jun Ci smiled and saw Zhang Nian's face pale.

The two policemen didn't want to deal with such troubles within the family. They knew Junci's identity before calling the police. This kind of contradiction between children in their own family was the most difficult for them to handle.

Now that I saw someone involved, I immediately asked the matter clearly.