In the evening, at the entrance of Jiansheng Road Police Station, director Jiang Yong and more than a dozen policemen posed for warm welcome.

There are six flower baskets next to them that are not very uniform in color, and the colors and shapes are not very uniform.

While waiting, Jiang Yong turned to look at the end of the road. There was a green shade among the towering buildings. It was Dengzhou No. 2 Middle School. But the distance was a little far.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Yong asked a middle-aged woman next to him anxiously, "How long will it take?"

The woman was helpless: "No response."

"Tsk, I'm so anxious." Before Jiang Yong finished speaking, he saw a green-plate unmanned taxi in front of him swaying towards him.

Jiang Yong frowned when he saw this unmanned taxi: This is definitely the most arrogant taxi he saw.

Look behind your butt, followed by more than sixty speed cars; and all the speed cars folded their wings and climbed on the ground together.

So many vehicles are crowded together, which has had an extremely bad impact on the already congested traffic during the evening rush hour!

Seeing the taxi leading the way to him, Jiang Yong frowned even deeper. But the next moment, Jiang Yong seemed to think of something: "Everyone stand up, the leader is here!"

The woman next to her whispered: "The chief is coming... it should be a police car."

"Don't think about it all, maybe I want to keep a low profile." Jiang Yong explained so.

The woman turned her head and looked at the unmanned taxi in front, then looked at the more than 60 luxurious and luxurious speed cars behind, and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say:

How can this be called low-key?

In a nervous state, the taxi slowly approached; finally stopped more than ten meters ahead of Jiang Yong. Jiang Yong frowned: There seemed to be a young man sitting in the car?

However, Zhao Yi, at the suggestion of the head teacher, directly called an unmanned taxi through the Internet. Although the distance from the school to the police station is not very far, it is better to call it in case of precautions.

At the school gate, these people "certainly" dare not do anything; if they leave the school gate... they "maybe" dare not do anything.

Just when he was about to approach the police station, Zhao Yi was a little confused: there were six flower baskets at the door of the police station, and more than a dozen police officers stood straight, as if they were welcoming someone?

If it were normal, Zhao Yi would certainly not go up and "make fun", but now there is nothing I can do, so he can only open the car door and walk down.

Zhao Yi had just stood firm, and the unmanned taxi closed the sliding door and slowly accelerated away - without giving him any face.

"What are you doing!" A low and majestic voice sounded in Zhao Yi's ear; but there seemed to be a little depressing anger.

Zhao Yi blinked, "I picked up a dollar and I want to hand it over."

"..." It's interesting to tease the police, right? Jiang Yong rolled his eyes. If you were three years old, I would definitely praise you now; but you... I think you need education!

Jiang Yong was really annoyed: The leader didn’t wait, wait for you!

The most important thing is to look at this luxury car, and Jiang Yong had an idea in his mind: Which family is the child of Qiao? I said that the police resources are very tight, so don’t make trouble.

So Jiang Yong's tone became a little tougher: "If you have something, hurry up and say it, don't make trouble if you have nothing to do!"

Zhao Yi immediately took out the bracelet and explained the matter clearly in a few words.

Jiang Yong's expression finally became serious. He looked at the more than 60 speed cars gradually approaching behind. Looking at the people who got off the speed one by one, he asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yi spread his hands: "This bracelet is too hot. I am just an ordinary child, afraid of trouble. So, I really came to hand it over."

Jiang Yong took the bracelet and looked at the Dou family, and felt it was a little tricky for a moment. But the eyes of Zhao Yi were filled with appreciation.

However, for an ordinary student, the Dou family’s money is indeed difficult to get!

But as a people's policeman, I don't care. Jiang Yong said to the Dou family members in front of him: "If you make the decision, take the bracelet away. The matter will be over."

A young man walked to Zhao Yi, looked at Jiang Yong, and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, I am Dou Shaodong. How dare you ask about your surname?"

"Don't be known as Jiang, the Eighth Princess Jiang."

The young man looked at Jiang Yong's epaulette and said with a smile: "Hello, Director Jiang, in fact, we are not trying to make things difficult for classmate Zhao, let alone bully others with power.

Classmate Zhao’s actions yesterday are worthy of praise; my grandfather personally gave Zhao Yi, so we are the younger generations who just want to be filial.

If Zhao Yi didn't take a penny, we would... be ashamed of our deceased grandfather."

Jiang Yong raised his eyebrows: "Now Zhao Yi doesn't want a penny anymore, can't you?!"

Dou Shaodong smiled, his words soft but domineering: "Director Jiang has heard of a story about Zheng Banqiao's shoulder pole."

When Jiang Yong heard this, he tweeted.

Zheng Banqiao wanted to help the poor, so he wrote the word "one"; and the rich men used 500 taels of silver to redeem it.

This story is not true or false, but it is a clever method of giving: it fully takes care of the dignity of the person being helped and avoids certain risks.

In short, Director Jiang has now thought that this is the old man who wants to give back to Zhao Yi, but is embarrassed to give money directly; then it will be legitimate to turn things around like this; the fireworks of giving money directly is less, and it also takes care of Zhao Yi's dignity.

Yes, now Director Jiang understands this: this is the kindness of a virtuous old man to his younger generation; while the Dou family acts and gains reputation.

So what, life is like a play and depends entirely on acting skills.

The only problem is that the old man's life was not good and passed away the next day. This bracelet was related to the will, so the Dou family had to rush to redeem it.

So the answer in Director Jiang’s mind was: things were deviated; but the essence was good! The problem is that Zhao Yiyi, a young man, seemed to have not realized it, he was too young;

Well, it's so good to be young, the pictures are broken~

Thinking of this, Director Jiang scratched his head a little. Student Zhao came to ask for help. As an ordinary person, it is normal for him to be afraid of such an existence as the Dou group; and Jiang Yong also admired Zhao Yi's decision.

But the Dou family's approach also made Jiang Yong feel good: Look at the gift method, it is lukewarm, and all aspects of the problem are met, and it also gains reputation.

It must be said that the big family does have the foundation and way of doing things.

The problem now is: there was a little deviation in the understanding between the two sides, and the Dou family's way of gaining popularity has a bug!

This is a good thing, I want to facilitate it!

Director Jiang made a decision. Zhao Yi came from an ordinary family, and this reward was crucial to Zhao Yi; and the Dou family also received honors, which is a good thing for everyone.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yong said to the middle-aged woman next to him: "Cao Mingming, you are here to guard; the leader calls me when he comes."

Cao Mingming nodded.

Jiang Yong said to Zhao Yi and the Dou family again: "Let's go in and talk. Well... don't come in for bodyguards or something. Also, the leader will come over soon, so everyone will move the car."

A policeman came to direct the car to move, while Jiang Yong entered the conference room with Zhao Yi, who was confused, and several members of the Dou family or secretary.
Chapter completed!