Guan Shen took away the coenzyme Q10 produced and Qiqi came to Xibao Town Police Station to call the police.

"Comrade, I'll call the police." Guan Shen was less reserved and more flexible. In the past, he insisted on calling him a gentleman.

There was only one internal police officer at the police station reading the newspaper. He looked up at Guan Shen and asked lazily: "What's the matter?"

"I am Guan Shen, the manager of Xijie Factory. Xibao Meat Union Factory forcibly closed our factory without prior notice. I asked the police to go to the police." Guan Shen spoke quickly and became heavier in Cantonese accent.

The policeman didn't understand and clenched his ears: "What did you say?"

"My factory was stolen." Guan Shen replied word by word.

"Don't speak so loudly, I can hear it." The policeman didn't make much trouble because of his special voice. He put down the newspaper and asked, "You want to report a robbery, right? Who robbed you?"

"Wang Yuansheng of Xibao Meat Union Factory is the logistics director of Xibao Meat Union Factory."

The policeman raised his nose and asked again: "Where did the incident happen?"

"Western Jet Factory." Guan Shen seemed to see hope and suddenly became energetic.

"Where is the Westjet factory?" The police officer was not very energetic.

"The WestJet Factory was in the old workshop of the Xibao Meat Union Plant, but we have signed an agreement to separate the property rights." Guan Shen said with caution.

The police officer was even lazy and asked: "Why can't Xibao Meat Converged Factory report the case? Xibao Meat Converged Factory has its own security department. It's better to find them than to find us."

"I was snatched by the people from Xibao Meat Converged Factory!" Guan Shen became angry suddenly.

"That's it, you have to go to Xibao Meat Factory to report the case," the policeman took a sip of bitter big leaf tea and said, "Let me explain it to you. You said you were snatched by the employees of Xibao Meat Factory, and the incident happened in Xibao Meat Factory. If you don't go to Xibao Meat Factory to report the case, what are you asking me for? You might as well take the case in the United States and forget about it. I don't have to do anything for a day, and do other people's cases."

After saying that, the police picked up the newspaper and read it happily again.

Guan Shen was furious and said with a strong pressure: "I was not robbed by the employees of the Xibao Meat Converged Factory, but a foreign-funded company I represent. The British Jelikon Company was robbed by the Xibao Meat Converged Factory organized. Don't you have a policy to protect foreign business?"

"We protect foreign businessmen, but your situation is a bit special. You must first report to the jurisdiction where the incident happened. Do you understand? The situation of Xibao Meat Converged Factory is also very special. I can't control it here. Do you understand?" The policeman put down the newspaper and said a few words, then picked it up again.

"You are officials and officials."

"Not qualified." The policeman said lazily.

Guan Shen frowned: "What?"

"Our Xibao Town is a full-level unit, and our Xibao Town Police Station is a deputy-level unit. Do you know what the deputy-level unit is? The director and instructor are a deputy-level unit, and the deputy-level director is a department level. Do you know what the department level is? You are a first-level clerk, nothing is it! Do you think I look like a deputy-level chief?"

"What?"

The policeman said to himself: "The deputy director is a first-level clerk, and I am a second-level clerk. Do you know what the security department of Xibao Meat Connected Factory is at?"

"What?"

"I'll tell you that the security department of Xibao Meat Factory is at the deputy division level. Do you know? The security department head is the deputy director, two levels older than our director, and three levels older than the deputy director. The security department is to walk a dog out, at least at the department level, and officials protect each other? Haha, when will we be an official?" The policeman said as he complained.

It is extremely boring to be a policeman in the town police station. He usually doesn’t encounter major cases, and occasionally a vicious case occurs, but he has to be criticized and educated. In the end, the work of solving the case has to be handed over to the county criminal police team. It is even more boring to be an internal police officer. Although this person has undertaken the tasks assigned by the director, cynicism is indispensable.

Guan Shen was shocked by the police's nonsense. He tried twice and gave up dejectedly, saying, "I'm going to Xi County to report the case, how can I take the bus?"

"You are going to the moon to report the case, are you also asking me for a plane?" The policeman raised his mouth and said something strange, and it makes sense.

Guan Shen suppressed his anger and said, "I have to take a space shuttle to the moon, not a plane."

"Can you do? Go to the moon to report the case. Let's see when they will send someone to investigate the case." The police spoke neatly and did not delay reading the newspaper.

Guan Shen pretended to be resentful and went out, asked several people, and finally got on the shuttle bus to Xi County.

The shuttle bus from Xixian to Xibao Town is an old car that was eliminated from Xixian to Nanhu City in the early 1980s, while the shuttle bus from Xixian to Nanhu City is an old car that was eliminated from Pingjiang to Nanhu City in the 1970s.

After Guan Shen got on the car, he couldn't even find a place to sit because most of the seats were broken, and there were still cotton seats being seated on. The seats without cotton were cushioned by one or two, or simply squatting on one or two people. Everyone's luggage was also extremely rich, and the walkway in the middle was difficult to move forward, and the smell in the car was even more colorful, so they couldn't even cover their noses.

After a few days of visiting Xibao Meat Union Factory, Guan Shen has always been in and out, but he has never taken the shuttle bus himself. The first experience of this obviously scared him.

...

In the afternoon, several police officers from Xibao Town Police Station returned one after another.

When the director arrived, the internal police officer told Guan Shen about Guan Shen's situation.

The director was amused as soon as he heard this: "Yumi's head, I really came over to report the case. Didn't you leave a record?"

"I didn't stay, I just said as you told me." The internal police officer shook his head repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll remember you a merit." The director said, pointing to the phone on the desktop and said, "Dialogue Yang Rui's number in the box."

The internal police officer quickly dialed and asked: "This Hong Kong man has gone to Xi County, so he won't be able to finish it."

The director smiled: "My son is in the county criminal police team. If he can file a case, I will eat the handcuffs!"

A burst of laughter suddenly surged in the police station.

The director laughed heartlessly. He has been working as the director of Xibao Town Police Station for several years. As Yang Rui's second uncle, he has helped Yang Rui's help since he was a child. Today's affairs are even more difficult.

Of course, it is difficult for Guan Shen, who is running around outside.

Yang Rui rushed to the West Jet Factory before dinner. After checking that the important equipment was not damaged, Yang Rui excitedly rushed to Wang Yuansheng's thumbs up and praised: "Your work is more important than Fu Zuoyi's surrender. You have saved a large amount of regular supplies for us..."

If the equipment is damaged, it will take a lot of time and energy to replenish it, which is exactly what Yang Rui lacks the most.

Wang Yuansheng was choked by his description and said helplessly: "Thank you for your praise. The problem now is that the workers are not very cooperative. They shouted that they would resume work and explain. I said I would talk about it, but the result was not reached."

"If the workers need cooperation, how can they cooperate when they are hungry? The workers are not criminals." Yang Rui said, waved his hand and shouted: "Branded pork lunch, one serving for each person. I'll treat you. Let's have a meal first and then talk."

The big pot of braised pork was lifted up, and it was filled with a pot of braised pork, with only meat and no potatoes.

In the West Jet factory, the sound of opposition had long been replaced by the sound of swallowing saliva.

Yang Rui smiled softly, and the rich and willful local snake would not change it even if he gave it to a dragon.

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Chapter completed!