Chapter 649: Slander and Libel

The young man said: "It was being cleaned!"

Zhang Zhonghui pointed to the waiter: "Is she the one who cleaned this table?"

The young man looked over: "Right!"

Zhang Zhonghui asked: "There are many empty tables over there; why did you choose this table?"

The young man said: "Because it's close to the cashier. My friend is waiting for food over there. I saw her finish cleaning the table, so I sat here."

Zhang Zhonghui asked: "Did you see anything like a wallet on the table?"

The young man shook his head: "No!"

"Are you blind, damn it?" The woman became energetic as soon as she heard it, scolding the young man arrogantly, "You didn't see such a big wallet? Are you in the same gang?"

"You're the blind one, damn it." The young man stared, scolding without showing weakness: "Not only are you blind, but your heart is black, damn it. Without evidence, you frame the waiter for stealing your money? I now suspect that you didn't lose money at all, but came to extort money."

"Say that again and let me see?" The man stretched out his finger, which was as thick as a small radish and wore a big gold ring.

"Enough!" Zhang Zhonghui looked at the man and woman and said sternly: "Do you know what kind of behavior it is to hinder me from investigating the case?"

The man was stunned, then smiled and took out a pack of Huazi from his bag: "Comrade, smoke a cigarette. I didn't intentionally hinder you; it's just that this kid is too arrogant and scolded my wife. How could I bear it?"

"I don't smoke!" Zhang Zhonghui pushed back the hand the man used to offer the cigarette: "It was your wife who scolded people first; didn't you hear?"

The man smiled awkwardly and took his hand back: "The woman doesn't understand things; there will absolutely not be a next time."

Zhang Zhonghui didn't pay attention to him anymore, but looked at the woman: "How big is your wallet, what color?"

The woman gestured with her hand: "This big, red."

Zhang Zhonghui came to the female waiter, wearing a red vest, with a pocket on the left, right, and chest.

"Empty the pockets of your vest."

"The pockets of the vest are all fake." The waiter wiped the three pockets with her hand.

Zhang Zhonghui nodded: "What about the skirt?"

The waiter said: "The skirt has no pockets."

Zhang Zhonghui looked at the woman: "How long after you left here did you find the wallet missing?"

The woman said: "After leaving here, I was preparing to go to the department store. I hadn't arrived yet when I found the wallet missing. It was only a few minutes."

Zhang Zhonghui said: "Think carefully. During the time you left here, did anyone contact you, or did anyone bump into you?"

The woman looked unhappy: "No!"

Zhang Zhonghui said very affirmatively: "Your wallet was indeed lost in the store, but it wasn't stolen by this waiter."

The woman's face changed, and just as she was about to say something, she was stopped by the man.

Zhang Zhonghui looked at Qi Hong again: "You also lost money here yesterday?"

Qi Hong nodded: "Right!"

Zhang Zhonghui asked: "What time, at which position?"

Qi Hong pointed: "That position, around 11:00."

Zhang Zhonghui asked again: "How much did you lose?"

Qi Hong said: "More than 18,000."

Zhang Zhonghui asked: "Why didn't you call the police yesterday?"

Qi Hong said: "I had an urgent matter, very important. If I called the police, it would definitely delay time, so I didn't call the police."

Zhang Zhonghui frowned: "What matter is more important than losing more than 18,000 yuan?"

"That's my private matter, no comment." Qi Hong sneered, "18,000 in your eyes might be a huge sum, but to me, it's just pocket money. Mainly it's too shameful. No matter what, I, Qi Hong, have some face. I was actually stolen by someone. Where should I put my face if I say it out?"

"If it weren't for the fact that this big sister's money was stolen by the waiter here today, and they refused to admit it, looking at it too angrily, I wouldn't have said that I lost money yesterday."

Zhang Zhonghui looked Qi Hong up and down: "So, you are the famous Qi Ye."

Qi Hong smiled slightly, clasped his fists and raised them over his shoulders: "Easy to say, easy to say, those are all false names."

Zhang Zhonghui sneered: "Qi Hong, do you know how serious the consequences of reporting a false police case are?"

Qi Hong said with a smile: "Look at what you're saying. What does the serious consequence of reporting a false police case have to do with me? My money was lost here, more than 18,000 yuan."

This guy bit to death that he lost money here. Even if he knew clearly that Zhang Zhonghui was suspicious, it didn't matter. Because the truth or falsehood of this matter couldn't be investigated at all.

If he wasn't happy, he would have to go to the police station to make trouble. At that time, I didn't call the police, that was my business. Later, I called the police, but you couldn't catch the thief. Are you all eating dry rice?

Zhang Zhonghui looked at Qi Hong and sneered. He hadn't seen Qi Hong, but he had heard of him—a famous ruffian in Xicheng who gathered some idle social personnel in his hands.

"Yo!" The door opened, and Zhou Andong walked in, "What's the matter?"

Seeing Zhou Andong, An Jing's stiff face appeared with a smile, and she told the story, and then introduced Zhou Andong: "This is the police station, Director Zhang Zhonghui."

"Director Zhang, this is the chairman of the Yugong Group, and also the major shareholder of Dicos, Zhou Andong."

Zhang Zhonghui reached out and said with a smile: "I said why it looked so familiar, so it's Chairman Zhou."

Zhou Andong shook hands with Zhang Zhonghui: "Director Zhang, sorry to trouble you."

"What trouble." Zhang Zhonghui said: "This is my duty."

Qi Hong, who was standing on the side, saw Zhou Andong, shrank his neck, and turned to run.

"Hmm?" Zhou Andong said: "Isn't this Qi Ye?"

Qi Hong's face changed drastically, then he barely squeezed a smile on his face: "Chairman Zhou, I didn't know it was you before, I have offended you, m."

Zhou Andong looked at Qi Hong with a smile, looking at this guy very uncomfortably, but his anger rose in his heart.

Fuck your mom, it turns out this store is yours. Okay, if I don't stir up this store, I won't be surnamed Qi, I'll be surnamed Zhou with you.

"You lost money in my store?"

Qi Hong's heart jumped. Looking at Zhou Andong's smiling appearance, he always felt something was wrong, but still said: "Lost more than 18,000."

Zhou Andong continued: "You said, my store's waiter stole your money?"

Qi Hong opened his mouth, wanting to deny it, but heard Pan Huiling say: "He said so, many people heard it."

Qi Hong bit the bullet and said: "Right!"

The smile on Zhou Andong's face suddenly became very bright, which made Qi Hong's heart jump violently, and an uneasiness rose in his heart.

"Yesterday, what time did you enter the store?"

Qi Hong's inner uneasiness became stronger and stronger, but he had already said this question more than once, and he couldn't deny it even if he wanted to.

"Around 11:00."

"Oh!" Zhou Andong said "oh," turned his head to look at Zhang Zhonghui, "Director Zhang, reporting a false police case, slandering and libeling my restaurant employees for theft, causing extremely bad negative impact on my restaurant, how many years is this enough to sentence?" ===== CHAPTER 650 =====

"Oh!" Zhou Andong gave an 'oh', turned his head to look at Zhang Zhonghui, "Officer Zhang, filing a false police report and slandering my restaurant staff for theft has caused extremely malicious negative impacts on my restaurant. How many years is this enough to be sentenced for?"