The middle-aged man Zhao had originally just wanted to put on a show in front of He Wenjie. Seeing that He Wenjie was so tactful, he naturally took the opportunity to back down gracefully. After a brief chat, he got off work and went home. After he left, He Wenjie looked at the two traffic police officers who had just detained him. "Brothers, I know today's matter wasn't your fault. I just want to know who called you."
The two officers had just witnessed their captain's attitude toward He Wenjie, so naturally they didn't dare to hide anything. One of them said, "I'm really sorry, little brother. This was our fault. The person who called to ask for our help was a friend of mine, not very close—we just met at a drinking table. He runs a photo studio here in the city, and everyone calls him Brother Hai."
"Brother Hai? I get it. Thank you both." He Wenjie already knew who had plotted against him today. That day, He Wenjie had beaten him up in a room and forced him to sign a contract cancellation agreement. He had thought that was the end of it, but he never expected this bastard to pull a stunt like this on him.
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