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Han Shijie's decision was undoubtedly very correct. Within half an hour, three or four police motorcycles with buckets came hurriedly. They were all police officers from the city bureau.

　　 After the motorcycle stopped steadily, the leader went directly to the front of the newspaper and looked at it, and found that there was nothing unusual, which was very strange, so he walked over to the duty room.

　　Han Shijie, who was in the duty room, had seen the policemen of the city bureau a long time ago, and the leader also knew him. He directly greeted him and asked with a smile, "Team Wang, why do you think of having been here?"

The policeman who led the team was Wang Hu, the deputy captain of the patrol team in the city bureau. He was wondering why someone reported that there was a disturbance in the Pingyuan factory and put up insulting posters at the entrance of the factory. After people arrived, they didn't find anything. At this time, seeing Han Shijie greeted him, he asked curiously, "Old Han, are you all right here?"

　　 "In the factory, where is the palm of your hand, what else can you do?" Han Shijie smiled.

　　 "Damn! It's really bad. It was noon. Someone called the police and told us that there was something going on here. Let us go for nothing!" Wang Hu scolded annoyedly.

"Really? I don't know which grandson is so wicked. Even the people's police dare to fool around. I really don't know how the death word is written." Han Shijie said with a chuckle, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave it to Wang Hu Waiting for people to disperse.

Wang Hu smoked two cigarettes, sat in the duty room for a few minutes, then got up to say goodbye, Han Shijie hurriedly said, "What's the hurry? Everyone finally came out, because of business, we will go to the cafeteria to eat later. Let’s order the meal, you see it’s been over now, how can you just go back like this?"

Wang Hu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, what is this? I was fooled by someone. Don’t tell me, I’m still eating dinner with you before I leave. I’m embarrassed to say that we can’t find lunch if I don’t know. I came here to make trouble in your place deliberately!"

　　 "How can this happen?" Han Shijie grabbed Wang Hu involuntarily. After looking back, colleagues from the other security offices immediately surrounded him and dragged a dozen policemen to the canteen.

Although Wang Hu and others said that they were reluctant to give up, they couldn’t help but Han Shijie and others’ enthusiasm inviting them. Based on the principle of strengthening police-civilian cooperation and deepening police-civilian feelings, they finally broke an example and stayed in the staff canteen of the Pingyuan factory. .

What Han Shijie said was the head of the security department. There was a certain amount of reception expenses. After paying the bill directly, everyone opened a small stove, ordered a few bottles of wine, and fried a dozen dishes. While we were talking about the cooperation between the police and the people, someone suddenly ran in and said that there was something wrong at the factory gate.

　　 "This is an evil spirit!" Han Shijie and Wang Hu just drank a little taste when they met someone reporting a funeral, naturally they felt awkward.

Think about it, basically, the things they do are basically the same. It's just that the situation in the Pingyuan factory is special. The police do not come in for ordinary things, and they are handled by the security department themselves. Only the security department has the authority. Things outside the scope will be handed over to the police to clean up. Therefore, although the two also dealt with each other, they did not have many opportunities to meet. Today they finally met at a meal. Naturally, they should have a good drink. Who knows , There are people who don't give face!

　　 "What's the matter, you can't handle it?!" Han Shijie asked his subordinates a little dissatisfied.

　　 "Director, this is really impossible to do! You'd better go and see by yourself—" Bao Xin'er's subordinate replied with a sad face.

Han Shijie couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. The people under his staff didn't care at all. It was really embarrassing to be in front of the police, so he patted the table and shouted, "Old Chen, it's not that I said you. You have been an old guard for more than ten years. , Why didn’t you grow up a bit?! It’s troublesome, isn’t it? Get into the guard room first, let him stop for a while, wait until we have dinner, and see what happened!"

　　 The old Chen replied with a wry smile, "Director, if it's that simple, I still use it to invite you? You can go back and have a look at it yourself, it's really **** a bit evil!"

　　At this time, it was almost time to go to work, and the roads were sparsely filled with employees who walked or rode bicycles into the factory gate.

Han Shijie had just eaten half full, squeezed two buns in his hand and left the restaurant, and walked over to the factory door. Only a few of his staff on duty were pointing there, not knowing what they were talking about. A lot of workers gathered nearby, hesitating and talking near the factory gate.

"What's the matter? What are you doing all around here?! Don't know if you should go to work right away, you are blocking the door, how can others get in—" Han Shijie broke up and pushed away from the crowd, UU reading www.uukanshu.com drilled He went in and shouted loudly.

　　Han Shijie was still a little bit lewd in the factory. When the idlers saw him coming to bluff, they all walked away. He went in and took a look, only to find a child surrounded by him.

　　 "You—you—" Han Shijie looked at him, suddenly a little speechless.

The child is not someone else, naturally it is Fan Wuyi. I saw him spread a sheet of white cloth on the floor with a lot of block letters written densely on it. It was nothing more than the story of how Wang Dafu framed his father Fan Heng. In his hand, he held a stick of banners tightly, with four big characters **** written on it, "Return my dad".

　　 Deputy factory director Wang Dafu framed Fan Heng, the director of the assembly workshop, Han Shijie knew a little bit, after all, he is also the head of the security department, and he has his own news channels for such sensitive matters. When he thought about it, Fan Heng had no background and no iron relationship. This time he was definitely a scapegoat, but Wang Dafu’s tactics of deceiving the top and the bottom were really not a good thing. His father-in-law was the first factory director who built the factory, and he was a little embarrassed to wipe his face and clean up his words, but Wang Dafu could not be the deputy factory director for so long.

　　 But Fan Heng’s youngest son, Han Shijie, had also heard of him. This kid was very strange when he was a child. I heard that he co-founded a pig farm with someone a while ago, which is amazing. But when Han Shijie saw Fan Wuyi face to face, it was still today.

　　 The children are handsome, but how come they don’t look like children? Han Shijie looked at Fan Wubing, his brows tightened.

　　 Give it back to my dad? It's a bit like being in the evil old society.