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Mixun had been a soldier before and was good at it, but the evil tiger could not hold back the wolves and had already lost the lottery. Moreover, he not only had to take care of himself, but also Milan. In this case, Milan was not only useless, but also a drag.

When Lin Yike arrived, several big and thick men were pressing Milan to the ground and tearing her clothes. Milan struggled hard, and her crying was very shrill.

Mixun was pressed against the wall by a bald man and struggled in despair. But his neck was pinched, and his face turned pale because of his suffocation.

Lin Yike's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw this scene. For her, Mixun and Milan brothers and sisters were her relatives.

Lin Yike rushed in without thinking and picked up a wine from the bar.

She kicked away the people who bullied Milan, then rushed to Mixun, raised the wine in her hand, and slapped the bald head ruthlessly and steadily.

With a bang, the red blood and the wine-smashed glass crumbs splashed out together.

There was a brief silence in the noisy bar. After that, a harsh sirens came from outside the bar, and several uniformed police officers rushed in.

Perhaps it was because the bar was too fierce and someone called the police.

Mixun and Milan were both injured and were then sent to the hospital. Lin Yike and the gangsters were locked in the police station.

This was the first time Lin Yike entered the bureau. She was locked in a separate room, which was pitch black, and there was even a window. Only an energy-saving lamp was lit up on her head, and the air around her was so depressing that it was breathless.

Lin Yike no longer had the impulse he had just now, and sat down honestly on the chair beside him, waiting to be summoned.

She is not a ignorant of the law. Fighting can be either big or small. As long as there are no serious injuries and no deaths, the police are unwilling to wade into the muddy waters, and usually persuade both parties to reconcile.

Unexpectedly, after being locked up for most of the day, she was taken out to take a record.

The gangsters who were locked up with her had an amazing caliber. They all said that they were small conflicts and minor frictions, and they wanted to make big things smaller.

Lin Yike was unwilling to continue being locked up. Although Mixun and Milan were both injured, she also gave each other a puff, so she would not suffer any loss no matter how she calculated it.

So, Lin Yike agreed to the settlement.

The police asked her to sign the settlement letter. "I'll sign it if I'm sure."

Lin Yike picked up the carbon pen, took a rough look, and signed her name and date below. When she lowered her head to sign, she heard the policeman on the other side muttering, "A good little girl doesn't learn well, she will fight with a group of hooligans."

After hearing this, Lin Yike felt helpless. He could only pretend to be unheard and handed the signed reconciliation letter back, with a smile on his face and asked with a flattering question, "Uncle Police, can I leave?"

"Call your family and ask your family to take you back." The policeman said to Lin Yike while putting the signed settlement document into the file.

"You still have to be my family to pick it up? Uncle police, don't be so troublesome." Lin Yike held his cheek with both hands and looked at the police pitifully.

But the police uncle was not so comfortable. He told her with a serious face, "This is the process. You can call him quickly and call relatives and friends. Now that I know it's embarrassing, I'll have a better memory in the future and don't come in again."

Lin Yike had a broken face. She wasn't afraid of embarrassing people, she was no one.

Mixun Milan was lying in the hospital, and Lin Jianshan would definitely not come to the police station to pick her up. If he called Qin Hao, he would inevitably be scolded by his uncle.

Lin Yike thought about it over and over again, and finally thought of Gu Jingting.

...

When Gu Jingting received a call from Lin Yike, he was sitting in the multimedia conference room for a meeting.

It was dim all around, and the only light source came from the large screen in front of it, with dense data analysis on the screen. The planning director was standing on the stage to explain.

The vibrating sound of Gu Jingting's cell phone did not attract much attention. He glanced at the name flashing on the screen of the phone, and then picked up the phone to answer.

Ruan Qi was sitting next to him and was stunned for a moment when he saw him answering the phone. You should know that Gu Sishao has always been clear about public and private affairs. This is the first time Ruan Qi answered the phone when he saw him in a meeting.

What surprised Ruan Qi even more was that Gu Jingting hung up the phone and stood up directly. "Let's go here first today."

After Gu Jingting finished speaking, he picked up a document on the desktop and walked straight out of the conference room.

The lights in the multimedia conference room then lit up, and the senior executives' faces were full of confused expressions. The planning director standing on the podium looked even more frightened.

"It's all gone, let's go, the meeting will be rescheduled, and we'll notify you separately." Ruan Qi raised his hand and drove everyone out.

The planning director was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he asked Ruan Qi tremblingly, "Vice President Ruan, isn't there any mistakes in my planning?"

"No big problem. The boss has been in a hurry recently. Can your planning book be more attractive than the beautiful little girls outside? Go back and work quickly and stop thinking about it." Ruan Qi sent the planning director in a few words.

At the same time, Gu Jingting had signed and took Lin Yike out of the police station.

Although the person was brought out, Gu Jingting had a cold face throughout the whole process and did not give Lin Yike a good look.

"Gu Jingting, do you think you have owed you eight million." Lin Yike couldn't stand his cold face and complained.

Gu Jingting stepped down the steps with his long legs, stopped and looked at her with his eyes closed, his eyes dark and terrifying. "For you, I'm here to catch people in the bureau for the first time in my life."

Lin Yike shrugged disinterestedly, "Tsk, what a big deal. Have you never had a fight when you were young!"

Gu Jingting subconsciously frowned. When he was young, was he very old now?

Gu Jingting had a stern face, and a lit cigarette between his slender fingers in his left hand, and said coldly, "I don't like fighting."

The atmosphere is a bit cold.

Lin Yike pouted and took a short time to reflect deeply. He felt that there was no need to argue with Gu Jingting. If it weren't for him, she would still be squatting in the bureau.

"I don't like fighting either. Isn't the situation special this time? Let's not take the example."

"Next time, you'll stay in there." Gu Jingting warned.

Lin Yike laughed with her. Then, he picked up his cell phone and called Mi Xun.

After the phone was connected, she first asked about Milan and Mixun's injuries. She felt relieved when she heard that both of them had skin injuries.

However, even Mixun himself can't figure out why he got into trouble with those gangsters.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yike looked up at Gu Jingting and asked, "You have no other arrangements today, right? I'll invite you to drink, thank you for coming to the detention center for picking me up today."

President Gu doesn't say that it's almost the same for every day, but Lin Yike obviously doesn't think so. In her perception, a jobless vagrant is more time.

She pulled Gu Jingting into a nearby convenience store and brought out a bag of canned beer.
Chapter completed!