Zhang Saiwen had the intention of settling the matter, and even went to the bank halfway to withdraw cash, threw it in the car, and paid the fine when he was ready, and paid the money when he saw the injury. Since you can't get around it, it's always right to make a sincere decision to solve things first.

It was already dusk at the Xingfu Road Police Station, and most of the police officers who went out to deal with it had already left work. The cause and effect of the incident is not yet understood, and a group of people poured out of the detention room of the police station. Speaking Mandarin with strong regional characteristics, under the guidance of the police, another swarm flocked to the mediation room of the police station.

walked into the mediation room in a daze, and it took a long time to find Park Bolin hugging and hugging two men in the crowd.

When he was done with his work, he turned around and saw the boss standing at the door, and shouted loudly, "Oh my mother, this is not my boss." I know that my boss will come to bail us out, boss, these are all my fellow countrymen, cooked silver.

A familiar figure seemed to be seen behind the crowd, and after careful identification, he found that it was his former colleague. I was very surprised and walked over to say hello, saying that I really didn't expect you to be from the Northeast. Hidden deep enough, do you know Park Bolin?

The other party touched his nose and said with a smile, Saiwen, it turns out that my fellow said that his boss is you. I didn't expect you kid to be the boss, who am I? What are you hiding, I came to the south relatively early. Maybe the accent isn't that strong, and you didn't pay attention to what I said.

Park Bolin came over and said familiarly, boss, let's go. Zhang Saiwen pointed to the face of his former colleague and said, it was the two of you who did it, right? Good guy Park Bolin, you're really welcome to swing your fists. Let's go, let's go to the hospital and have an injury test or something.

The two stood in front of and behind them, walked in unison, shook their hands and said no, no, let's talk about it. A little flesh wound is not in the way, not in the way. Now it's up to you, boss, to sign the settlement letter and we're gone.

The former colleague didn't say anything about the boss, but his face was quite polite, and there was even a faint look of flattery and worry in his eyes. Zhang Saiwen himself felt that what they did was actually not so important.

He turned around and asked Park Bolin, did I sign it, you can all go? And when they got out of the police station, everyone agreed not to have another incident?

Park Bolin nodded like pounding garlic, and there was a sound.

A former colleague and two or three other big men also said in unison, yes, yes, we actually said it ourselves. But they are all parties, and they can't sign and leave by themselves. With a third party and a witness from the police station, nothing will happen.

Zhang Saiwen readily agreed, okay, then you wait. I'll go to the police officer on duty and bring you a mediation letter to sign and leave.

The police officer on duty said that they were all adults, but in fact, there was no need for any third party to sign at all. I asked you to make sure that both sides were lying.

They are all Northeasterners who consider themselves hometowns, and our police station has no way to confirm whether the reason for their street brawl really involves business competition or revenge between acquaintances.

Things went surprisingly smoothly and it was resolved. Zhang Saiwen didn't care at all about whether their street brawl involved commercial competition. When he walked out of the police station, he asked Park Bolin where he lived and if he wanted to drive him for a ride. Park Bolin said boss, I'll go with you, I don't know where to go.

The boss threw the car keys and said that I was going to go to another place, hundreds of kilometers away. It's tiring to drive all day today, don't you have nowhere to go? Do you have a driver's license? I have a driver's license to help me run hundreds of kilometers as a coolie, and when I get there, I will ask you to eat and lodging, and cover your expenses for the return trip.

Before the words were finished, Park Bolin had already taken the car keys with his hand, sat in the cab with a familiar car, and laughed heartily and said that this is a good boss. I'm traveling, so you don't have to pay me overtime. I won't delay you on a trip, just a weekend when I go sightseeing.

Zhang Saiwen opened the co-pilot's door and scolded with a smile, you kid thinks it's quite beautiful. I still want to work overtime, if I hadn't fished you out of the police station earlier, I wouldn't have eaten a bite of food now. Do you still want overtime pay? I think you're a toad who wants to eat swan meat!

Park Bolin smiled and drove the car on the road, and said Boss, you are my own brother, I will follow you in the future. Zhang Saiwen lit two cigarettes, stuffed one in his mouth, and said slowly, I found that you Northeast people are very self-cooked, is there such a thing? Brother, sister, little mouth smeared with honey at every turn!

Park Bolin tilted his head and thought about it seriously and replied, maybe it's because we are really a bit sparsely populated, right? Great Northern Wilderness, brother, do you know the black land. Although it is not so sparsely populated, we also have big cities or something. But compared with the south, it is indeed a bit sparsely populated.

Zhang Saiwen adjusted the seat to be comfortable, and while showing him the way, he asked absentmindedly and slowly, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and you finally met your fellow countrymen in the south. You still regard the entire Northeast as your fellow countrymen, why do you not agree with each other?

Park Bolin began to dance with his eyebrows, and laughed heartily and said Don't talk about it, brother, it's really a matter of not saying a word. There are a few small principles of interpersonal communication in our Northeast. In winter, if you can fool your friends to lick the iron, we won't be angry, but if your friends are fooled by you and lick the iron, you still pee to open it, then it won't be fun.

Another is that the people of the Northeast have a straight temper. You can't top the donkey, you have to go with the needle to the tip of the man's needle to the Mai Mang's refusal, that pull down. We can't do it, we can't coax it, our people all believe in one, life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it. If you don't do it, you can do it first.

Does what you're talking about have anything to do with your fight today?

Yes, why not?

Let's talk about it, let me see how it comes to business competition.

I said, brother, who came up with the term business competition? That's what the police station told you?

Isn't it?

yes, I guess? I'm going to see my friend on Happiness Road today. I was waiting for him at the door of his rental house, and I heard a few people from the Northeast gathering next door to eat and drink.

They chatted there, chatting and chatting about our company, saying that our company was a stall that was supported by pulling their company's employees and customers or something.

The more I listened, the more wrong the boss, they were saying that they would privately plan a way to disrupt our business, at least so that our Korean customers could not do it.

What do I have to do when I hear this? The Korean customer happened to be the one that Mr. Li and I had just worked hard to talk about. Thinking that something was wrong, I pushed open their door and prepared a theory, and then he stood up and asked me what to see?

And then what?

And then I don't just say it, what are you doing?

That's it?

Uh-huh.