Chapter 63: You Can't Solve the Problem!

The clerk clearly saw that the man was wearing a watch, and she had certainly not seen the watch, but not seeing it did not affect her from knowing that it was a good thing.

Good things have textured things, and the senses alone can give people a good feeling, not to mention that watches are definitely rare things, and if the county magistrate doesn't look for a relationship, he can't get a good watch.

Although Huaxia is very strong now, it is still almost meaningless in these basic aspects, so some industrial products are in short supply.

can wear a watch, and even someone with such a temperament, is definitely a person with a great background, and definitely someone she can't afford to mess with.

In an instant, the momentum was shorter.

When asking a colleague to call the leader, the middle-aged woman trotted out of it.

showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with a smile: "This gentleman, where are you from?" ”

Trying to find out Nie Li's origin.

But, what kind of person is Nie Li, how can such a person be able to speak?

It's just that he looked indifferent, didn't even raise his eyelids, and said: "You don't have to talk to me, wait for your leader to come!" ”

In an instant, the clerk knew in his heart that something was wrong.

You may have offended someone today.

If his second uncle, who was the leader, knew about it, he would inevitably scold her, holding the corner of his clothes, and she knew that the explanation was not clear at this time.

Hurriedly moved out a few benches from inside, even with a little sweat stains on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Sir, it's strange to be tired of standing, are you sitting?" ”

This time, Nie Li did not refuse, beckoned the second sister and the old man to sit down, and sat next to him.

Just wait.

In the back, Xiao Yao and the two guards stood straight. The clerk is on pins and needles.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps, and the clerk ran to the door as if he had been amnestied, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a shout.

"Bastard, how do I usually teach you? Low-key, do you know what it means to be low-key? ”

However, the clerk whispered aggrievedly: "How do I know that this person has a background, if I knew it, wouldn't I have done it a long time ago?" ”

Nie Li couldn't help but sneer in his heart as he listened to this conversation.

Can't you get things done without a background?

It seems that this county is poor, not only because of the geographical advantage, but also because of the bureaucratic problems here, but fortunately he came.

He saw it.

The Commissioner is an old man, at least sixty years old.

Nie Li's brows furrowed even deeper, how old is this?

Just look at him.

The director took a deep breath and felt that Nie Li's momentum was amazing, although he didn't say anything, but it made him a little afraid to speak.

After organizing the language well and cheering himself up, he licked his old face and smiled: "This gentleman, dare to ask where did you come from?" It's an errand, right? I'll do it for you. ”

As he spoke, he had to do it.

However, Nie Li stopped him and said with a smile: "Originally, I thought you could do this, but now it seems that you can't do this." Go, call, call your county magistrate. ”

The Commissioner was dumbfounded.

What does it mean?

He didn't understand what was going on, wasn't it just a license? How did it get to the county magistrate?

"Sir..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, Xiao Yao on the side was already full of anger, took out a document from his pocket, and fell into the arms of the director.

"Don't you understand? If you want to call someone, go and call someone! Do you think your level will solve the problem? ”

"Today, I want to see what color your hearts are!"

Wow!

The director was almost frightened by Xiao Yao's momentum of killing from the sea of corpses and blood.

Tremblingly, he picked up the document that fell on the ground, and before he opened it, he almost fainted when he saw a few words on the outer skin!

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