These three years are different from the handle he has in his hand, if it is a handle, he can find an opportunity to use means to get back the photo, and then take two shots, but if he is willing, it will be different.

There's a sense of autonomy here.

But Wen Qin couldn't wait to stay away from him, the other party was simply a strong man.

Therefore, Wen Qin was very reluctant, and when Gu Shaochuan saw this, his face turned cold, and his voice was frosty: "Five years ---"

"You ---"

"One year, one year at most. ”

This is already Wen Qin's limit, but when he thinks that he has only been by his side for a few days, he has made such a bunch of moths, how will he live in the next year?

It's too hard to live in fear at any time.

And Gu Shaochuan's eyes narrowed slightly after hearing this, but at this moment, a voice sounded outside again, "Attention to the people inside, you have been surrounded, quickly hand over your weapons and let go of the hostages---"

When Wen Qin heard this, his face turned even paler, and the whole person was not good, what kind of case was this defined?

So his heart was horizontal, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The most, at most a year and a half---"

"Good. ”

Gu Shaochuan replied neatly, and Wen Qin couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it, but as soon as these words fell, two policemen appeared in front of him, pointing guns at them.

"Squat down and raise your hands. ”

......

As the police took control of the scene, there was still a group of security guards around, blocking the door.

At this moment, a man who was not very tall and a little stocky walked in, scolding a security captain who was a head taller than him.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why did you get the police?"

The big security captain also said with a bitter face: "Mr. Zhang, I don't know why the police came." ”

"I got a call from the front desk and rushed to the scene, but then the police arrived. ”

As soon as the police came, they had no initiative, after all, this is a society governed by the rule of law.

And when Mr. Zhang heard this, his face was gloomy, his little eyes were constantly spinning, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but at this moment, Wang Song ran over panting, and then saw Gu Shaochuan and Wen Qin being taken out by the police, one after the other.

"Where's your person in charge here?"

That Mr. Zhang immediately stepped forward with a smile and said, "I, it's me --, that ---."

Before the result was finished, Wang Song immediately pushed him aside, sweating profusely and panting: "Less, that, Brother Chuan---, what's wrong?"

"Comrade policeman, I think this is all a misunderstanding, let's talk about something. ”

The policeman still said with a serious face: "Misunderstanding?"

Then as soon as he let go, the pig-headed face with a blue nose and swollen face that was beaten by Wen Qin was directly exposed to everyone's eyes.

Then he said coldly: "You ask the two of them, are you embarrassed to say that it was a misunderstanding?"

Seeing this, Wen Qin had no face to hide behind Gu Shaochuan, and Gu Shaochuan immediately said with an innocent and serious expression: "Police Shu Huang, this may really be a beautiful misunderstanding." ”

And the policeman glared at him and said, "Whose uncle is it?" ”

"If you misunderstand, follow me back to the police station. ”

"Let's go--"

When Gu Shaochuan heard this, his expression froze, and then he glanced at the comrade with his eyebrows squeezed.

Then he shrugged his shoulders at Wang Song, spread his hands, and followed the police with an aggrieved look.

It was rare to meet Gu Shaochuan eating karma, Wen Qin hid behind him and smiled unkindly, but with a serious look on Wang Song's face, he hurriedly closed his mouth.

And at this time, Wang Song's whole person is not good, and his young master is still in the mood to joke, when is this, is it okay to burn his eyebrows?

He is an artist, does an artist understand?

Can you have a little consciousness as an artist, if you enter the bureau---

Wang Song can imagine Liu Xin's anger, and of course, more importantly, the overwhelming negative news, when the young master is reprimanded, he will have to be disciplined again.

The thought of this makes him angry.

turned back to Mr. Zhang, and went up to slap him.

Syllable---

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "You did a good job." ”

This crisp sound and this roar successfully stopped everyone's footsteps.

That Mr. Zhang was beaten straight, and the surrounding security guards turned around Wang Song and wanted to do it, at this time the policeman Shu Huang said with a cold face: "What's the matter?"

Wang Song still had a blue face, but Mr. Zhang covered his face, and immediately smiled: "No, it's okay." ”

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding---"

Whether it was a misunderstanding or not, everyone knows it in their hearts.

But no one expected that the general manager of a high-end hotel would be slapped in the face when he said that he was slapped in the face.

Not only that, but he also nodded and said that it was a misunderstanding, which really shocked everyone's jaws.

But this kind of thing, the people don't hold officials accountable, since the parties said that it was a misunderstanding, the police couldn't help it, glared at a few people with a blue face, turned around and left.

And Gu Shaochuan's expression was faint, and he glanced at the man named Mr. Zhang, and Wen Qin was in a daze.

Damn, what did she see?

Wang Song actually beat people? Moreover, so arrogant?

...

After the people walked away, Wang Song's face was still very bad, and he stared at Mr. Zhang coldly: "Heh, it's really a long experience." ”

"I've never heard of a young master who was sent into the bureau by his own family and outsiders in his own hotel. ”

"Isn't that ridiculous, you say?"

That Mr. Zhang was dumbfounded at the moment, and said anxiously with sweat: "That, Wang, Brother Wang, I, I, I really don't know, I ---"

Wang Song looked at him coldly, and said with a blushing face: "You don't need to explain to me, someone will clean you up." ”

"As for what to do now, do you still need me to teach you?"

Mr. Zhang immediately nodded and said, "Thank you Brother Wang for your support, I understand, I'll go now, I'll go now--"

"I will never let the young master be wronged, I will definitely settle that person's affairs and minimize the impact of downshifting, I understand, I understand ---"

...

Although Mr. Zhang has found a relationship, he still has to go through the procedure for this kind of thing.

Wang Song understood in his heart, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, and while chasing Wen Qin's police car, he called the eldest young master Qin Shaozhen for help.

At this time, Qin Shaozhen was still working overtime, preparing for a very important meeting, and when he received the call, his face turned very bad.

"What?"

"Got it. ”

"There you go. ”

After hanging up the phone, he said to the secret art with a blue face: "Go, cancel tonight's meeting, I'm going to Hengdian and book the nearest flight for me." ”

"Also, I stopped all the projects that Zhang Feng was responsible for, and the Finance Department was not allowed to allocate a penny to him. ”

"Cease all cooperation with Minghui Group. ”

The secretary was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Huh?"

"That, Mr. Qin, Zhang Feng is responsible for the preliminary work of the projects are all ready, and the funds are almost allocated, if they stop at this time, the loss will be great. ”

"And ---"

As a result, without waiting for her to finish speaking, Qin Shaozhen said with a cold face: "If you want to go, you will go." ”

"By the way, I will bring a word to Zhang Feng, just say that the people of the Qin family are not dead, and it is not their turn to show off their power. ”