There is no need to worry about the speed of speaking.

Liu Zijian is a candle, ready to burn himself and illuminate others.

When you meet such a fool, you only need to do one thing.

Just stay away from him!

Lin Huaile looked at Lin Guosheng's exaggerated gestures and knew that this guy was not telling the truth.

They are all veterans, he knows better than anyone else what should be said and what should not be said.

After listening to Lin Huaile's words, Liu Zijian felt that he couldn't keep his old face. He didn't know that he was the bad boy of that club. There was a bad boy less than five meters next door. He dared to throw a fire bottle. He was really too old to cause trouble and he didn't want to die.

This matter was difficult to solve, so Tiger Saqi went to the Governor's Mansion to report that Hong Kong would be in good weather before the New Year and there wouldn't be any problems.

The Public Affairs Bureau even published Sachi Tiger's guarantee on the front pages of several major newspapers with good connections.

Unexpectedly, not even a day after saying this, he was slapped in the face.

Liu Zijian could imagine the stinky face of his boss and the cordial greetings from Brother No.1.

It’s really a bad year for riding a horse!

The transcript was completed quickly, and there was actually nothing to record.

Lin Guosheng arrived only an hour earlier than the big boss Lin Huaile. When his uncle found out at midnight, the fire had already reached the office. He could only jump out of the second floor window and borrow a phone from the nearby embassy to notify him.

The fire truck came to put an end to the situation.

"Boss! I was negligent!"

When Lin Guosheng saw Lin Huaile, he lowered his head and said in embarrassment.

As the general manager, his job is to take good care of the company. If there are any big mistakes in the magazine now, he cannot escape the blame.

"It's okay! The popularity before the New Year means that the magazine will be prosperous next year."

Lin Huaile helped Lin Guosheng adjust the collar of his suit and comforted him not to worry about it.

A Zai walked out of the interrogation room with the transcript, handed it to Liu Zijian, and said: "The old man who was on duty didn't see anything. When the fire bottle was thrown, he was squatting in the big room and didn't even see ashes."

"That's outrageous!"

It's normal to not be able to ask anything.

Liu Zijian was used to this kind of situation where he could not answer any question. He took the transcript, signed it, and took it back to A.

"Lin Sheng, the on-site report will be sent to the magazine in the afternoon. This will be used as evidence for insurance claims."

"But I forgot, Fengrun Insurance is Lin Sheng's company. Whether there is this list or not, there should be no delay in claim settlement."

"The salty guy is going to cry, I can't stand this issue of "Female Clothes"."

Liu Zijian said a few sarcastic words, then turned around and left.

If there is a dog-eat-dog situation among the associations, they will not intervene. If they find out which association is behind the plane and ask them to hand over the person, everything will be fine.

Lin Huaile led people out of the mission building. Zhang Wentian was taking his briefcase and walking in. It was still too early for him, and there were still red lip marks on his neck from last night's mischief.

"Da Zhuang, are you a little late today?"

"That's not your style."

Lin Huaile made a joke when he saw Zhang Wentian's tired appearance.

Zhang Wentian saw that the person had been bailed out and knew that he would not be able to earn the hard-earned money.

"I'm on the street! My friend invited me to go to Lamma Island to eat seafood. When I got the call, I asked him to sail directly to Victoria Bay. I didn't even drive my own car, so I took a taxi to get here."

"Hurry up and hurry up, we are still one step behind!"

"Damn it!"

Zhang Wentian pulled off his tie and said with a sad face.

'The weather is really nice today. It's rare to get up early. There's a good morning tea nearby. Let's go together. I'll treat you.'

Lin Huaile pointed to the lipstick mark on Zhang Wentian's neck and asked him to wipe it clean quickly to prevent tabloid reporters from seeing it, which would damage the barrister's image.

Zhang Wentian quickly wiped it clean, tidied up his clothes, and followed the others out.

At the entrance of the West Kowloon Police Station, the paparazzi who smelled the fishy smell had already gathered in a group. When they saw the real owner coming out, they quickly picked up the camera in their hand, and the flash was instantly brighter than the sun in the sky.

When Lin Huaile saw this, he turned around and gave Lin Guosheng a few words, asking him to exaggerate and go to the teahouse to find them after finishing the matter.

No one is better at dealing with the media than Lin Guosheng. He nodded and took the initiative to go to the paparazzi and hold a small press conference.

Lin Huaile walked to the door of the magazine that was still smoking. He put his hands on his hips and shook his head helplessly. It was a pity that the sign that he had put a lot of thought into and cost a lot of money was destroyed in one day!

The uncle who was doing the watch was sitting at the door. When he saw the big boss arriving, he hurriedly ran and jumped to get in front of him.

My legs are a little lame, I guess I hurt them when I jumped out of the window.

"Uncle He, slow down, don't be in a hurry."

Lin Huaile quickly stretched out his hand to help him, telling him to slow down so as not to fall.

The fact that the magazine was thrown into flames had nothing to do with Uncle He. Even if he saw who did it, his old arms and legs would not allow him to fight for it.

Again, a few hundred yuan a month, why are you working so hard!

"Uncle He, your leg is injured. Please rest first and heal the injury."

"With this situation, the magazine won't be able to open in the short term."

"Don't worry, the salary will still be paid. You can go to the Guosheng Manager later and get a red envelope."

Lin Huaile comforted Uncle He for a few words and asked him to go about his business, while he took Zhang Wentian and others to have morning tea.

Because it was still early and the private room was not full, Lin Huaile asked for a table with two tables and asked the waiter to serve refreshments.

After a while, the table was filled with classic breakfast dishes such as barbecued pork buns, siu mai, shrimp dumplings, golden tripe, and black bean pork ribs.

Since it was winter, I ordered two more pots of Pu'er to ease my stomach.

"Drink tea!"

Lin Huaile and Zhang Wentian sat at a table alone, poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Zhang Dazhuang.

Zhang Wentian drank wine all night yesterday, and his stomach was already feeling very uncomfortable. He needed hot water to warm his stomach, so he drank it all in one gulp.

"Do you know who did it?"

After a cup of hot tea, Zhang Wentian asked what he was most concerned about at the moment.

Lin Huaile shook his head and expressed that he didn't know. He picked up a piece of ribs and put it on the dinner plate, then said: "I recently partnered with Little Superboy in the boat gambling business, and my colleagues are all enemies."

"That one doesn't want to show me some color!"

"But this is the territory of United News Agency, and FHM's monthly fees are not less than that."

"If you dare to throw fire bottles, you are not afraid of United News Agency."

"There are very few prefixes that meet this condition. Who doesn't know that there are many gangsters in Lianyingshe, all of whom are muscular men. If you mess with one, a whole bunch will come out!"

"They will help us investigate clearly!".

This makes sense. As long as you collect the fees, you must ensure that the stall is safe.

Now that "Female Clothes" has been set on fire, Lianying News must give everyone an explanation.
Chapter completed!