"Not long," Master Tou replied lazily, "ten minutes."
This woman seemed to have seen a ghost every time she saw him. How did she get into the police academy with such mental quality?
Ten minutes, wasn't that what he just said to Wei'an? He heard everything?
This eavesdropper... his technical skills were too high, and she didn't notice it at all.
"So beautiful, so beautiful?"
Young Master Tou said slowly, raised his eyebrows, glanced at her up and down, and finally focused on her chest, asking coldly, "Officer Yan, as a people's policeman, can you lie and slander people at will?"
Not so good...
This has nothing to do with the police.
Comrade, you can attack my character, but don’t involve my sacred profession...
This sentence also brought out all Xiaoyu's half-million-dollar guilt.
She was silent for a long time, then asked cautiously: "Um...your car..."
"It only costs 100,000 to send it back to the original factory for repair," Nangong Turbine said in a voice, "and pick up the car normally after three days."
One hundred thousand... indeed one hundred thousand...
Xiaoyu's expression dropped, and he lowered his head, "And that... thing about the suit..."
"I have been in a laundry. In order to prevent the secret from being leaked, the design must be changed before it is put on the market. I have communicated with the designer and made a temporary change under the conditions of the three million compensation contract."
Xiaoyu is silent.
Nangong Tou's tone was always painless, and there was no blame whatsoever. When he saw Xiaoyu's head lowered and disappeared, his black eyes flashed slightly, and he stopped talking, and the corners of his mouth curved in an unpredictable way,
He stood up and walked out with Shi Shiran's steps.
Yan Xiaoyu kept hanging his head, not daring to raise it.
Two hundred and fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, five hundred thousand, three million, three and a half million...
There was a pile of mush in her head, all filled with numbers. After struggling for a while, it turned into two words, one million, one million, one million...
Because of her relationship, the Nangong family lost millions for no reason.
Moreover, this Young Master Nangong did not mention a word about compensation, let alone any words of blame. He just answered all questions and left with an indifferent look.
How could Miss Yan, who has always been just and righteous, endure such mental torture?
Moreover, if Grandpa Yan in the village knew what she was doing, he would be furious and kick her out of the organization they established to love the chairman, love the people, and love the Red Army.
Because grandpa said——
Not taking a needle or thread from the people, but not taking a meter or a grain of food from the people. This is the Red Army's most powerful secret to win people's hearts!
Miss Yan started to get confused...
(Thank you dear 591843877 for sending silent flowers and red envelopes, okay!)