novelraw Chapter 106 Fighting the Japanese in the morning, watching Chang'e in the afternoon
Chapter 106 Fighting the Japanese in the morning, watching Chang'e in the afternoon
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning.
Qian Lang had just arrived at the company when his phone rang.
"Hello, is this Qian Lang? This is the Dongcheng branch of the Public Security Bureau. You are suspected of a case of malicious assault. Please come over immediately."
Qian Lang was taken aback.
Then he quickly said it.
"Comrade, have you dialed the wrong number?"
"Are you Qian Lang?"
"Yes! That's me."
"Then hurry over here, the victim is waiting for you."
"Comrade, I'm innocent! Okay, okay, I'll be right there."
Qian Lang hung up the phone, a slight smile appearing on his face.
The other party should report the incident to the police.
It would be a miracle if they didn't report it to the police.
Qian Lang slowly took a sip of water before standing up and walking outside.
"Brother Lang, are you going out? Dong Xuan and I are going to film GG today."
"Go ahead, I won't go. Be careful to avoid the heat."
After Qian Lang finished speaking, he left the company.
After half an hour.
Dongcheng Branch, second floor mediation room.
When Qian Lang went in, there were already three people sitting inside.
One of them was an acquaintance, Yamamoto Ichiro.
The left side of his face was still swollen, covered in bruises, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Upon seeing Qian Lang enter, he jumped up and cursed in Japanese.
The other was a translator, in his thirties, wearing glasses, sitting next to me with a troubled expression.
There was another police officer, in his early forties, with a stern face, looking quite serious.
"Qian Lang, right? Sit down."
The police officer said something.
"It was him, it was him, he's the one who hit me."
Yamamoto said, somewhat excitedly.
Qian Lang was also very excited.
He quickly said it.
"Comrade, I'm innocent. I don't even know him."
"Sit down, everyone. Did you get a chance to speak?"
The policeman's face hardened!
Qian Lang seemed startled and quickly quieted down.
Yamamoto, however, was still dancing.
"Police, arrest him!"
"Shut up! *slap*"
The policeman slammed his hand on the table.
He looked at Yamamoto with hostility.
Yamamoto quieted down when he saw the police getting angry, but his eyes were still fixed on Qian Lang with a vicious look, as if they were about to burst into flames.
"Qian Lang, where were you around 9 PM last night?"
The police asked.
"I'm at home, I've been playing video games the whole time."
"No, he's lying... I need to check the security footage."
The police, however, were completely enraged.
"Are you a police officer, or am I? Do I need you to teach me?"
After he finished speaking, he stared at Yamamoto for two seconds.
Under the watchful eyes of the police, Yamamoto finally quieted down.
Turning his head, the police officer continued to ask questions.
"Are you at home? Can anyone verify that?"
"Comrade, I'm single. Where would I get proof?"
Qian Lang said with a wry smile.
The policeman glanced at him, then turned to look at Yamamoto.
"Mr. Yamamoto, can you prove that Mr. Qian wasn't home at that time?"
Qian Lang was taken aback.
Is this how the police investigate cases now?
He wanted to laugh.
But he held back with all his might.
The translator next to Yamamoto was also enduring it.
Yamamoto's mouth dropped open.
How can he prove it?
"Mr. Wang Zhonglei and Fan Bingbing were both present when I was attacked yesterday."
Yamamoto said through gritted teeth.
The policeman frowned.
"Mr. Yamamoto, I've called both of them, and they both said they haven't seen Mr. Qian. Please stop making trouble."
If you don't have any new witnesses, please don't waste our time; we Chinese are very busy.
"Furthermore, we've been to the scene, and all the waiters and bodyguards said they've never seen Mr. Qian."
Yamamoto sat there, his face ashen, unable to utter a single word.
He is not a fool.
He knew the police were taking sides.
"Damn Chinese!"
He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
This sound silenced the entire mediation room.
Qian Lang's face turned cold.
The policeman's face was also ashen.
The translator stood up and walked towards the door.
He closed the door—and locked it from the inside!
After half an hour.
"Hey bro, can I have your number?"
Outside the police station, Qian Lang spoke to the translator.
This translation is amazing!
He closed the door, got to work, and did it all in one smooth motion.
That policeman was fierce too.
He didn't attack Yamamoto; he attacked himself.
So, Yamamoto is now in custody for assaulting a police officer!
"I'm not a translator, I'm Yamamoto's lawyer. I've lost my job."
The man said with a self-deprecating laugh.
Qian Lang was delighted to hear this.
However, he was also quite emotional.
Whether they were lawyers or police officers, when they encountered the Japanese, everyone unanimously sided with him.
As for Wang Zhonglei?
He knew when he came that he wouldn't dare to testify.
Otherwise, if word gets out, Huayi will be condemned by the entire nation.
When facing the Japanese devils, who will reason with you?
That would mean losing more than just a Panasonic order.
All actors under Huayi Brothers will be criticized!
"Hey bro, I have a small company that needs a legal counsel. Want to fill in?"
Qian Lang said with a smile.
The man opposite him smiled as well.
"Okay, I'll earn some extra money. Let's get acquainted. My name is Luo Xiang."
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Zhang San, the outlaw!
No wonder he has such a bad temper.
Qian Lang was almost dumbfounded when he heard that.
Fate is truly strange.
He encounters all sorts of strange and unusual people.
Of course, he would feel at ease entrusting the company's legal affairs to someone like that.
After all, Teacher Luo has a good reputation in later generations.
And it's cheap, only 1 a year!
The price of cabbage!
After saying goodbye to Teacher Luo, Qian Lang returned to the company.
It's almost time for dinner.
He ate something quick downstairs and then went back to the company to wait for Zhao Jian and Yan Danchen.
Zhao Jian is reliable.
What we talked about yesterday has already happened today.
Of course, they also said that this was a CCTV project, and there was nothing they could do if the song didn't meet the standards.
Qian Lang could understand that.
However, I feel a bit conflicted.
Using fate value to pick up girls feels a bit like frivolous.
However, seeing that he still had 3500 left, he decided to be impulsive.
After all, there aren't many women who can make him feel amazed at first glance.
Yan Danchen: Born in 1978, 25 years old, debuted in 1997, classmate of famous actress Zhao Wei...
Qian Lang looked at Yan Danchen's information while waiting.
While I was waiting, I received another call from Fan Bingbing.
The question concerns the police station.
He simply said it was nothing, but didn't go into details.
After all, what the police did was not honorable, and the more people who know about it, the more potential problems there are.
3 PM.
Zhao Jian and Yan Danchen arrived at his company on time.
He welcomed the two of them in through the door.
Yan Danchen changed into casual clothes today, but she still looks so beautiful.
Of course, the taste couldn't compare to yesterday's costume.
The three exchanged pleasantries.
Zhao Jian and Qian Lang then began their performance.
"Mr. Qian, we're old friends, so I'll cut to the chase. I'm here today to ask for a song for the TV series 'Lotus Lantern.' Could you write one specifically for Chang'e?"
"Director Zhao, you're being too polite. What kind of relationship do we have? Besides..."
Qian Lang paused here.
Instead, he looked at Yan Danchen.
"When I met Teacher Yan yesterday, I had a strong feeling. I'm not afraid of being laughed at by Teacher Yan, but when I saw you yesterday, I felt that this is exactly what Chang'e should look like."