I should have known not to call me.

Now it’s fine. It doesn’t work after use, so I just threw it away.

Thinking about how Tang Xiaobao and Luo Wenbao had warned him again and again, Luo Yikun almost regretted it to death.

This matter has come to this point, and I am in a dilemma.

Let him go. You can't get over this anger. It doesn't make sense to let him go after being scolded.

Not letting go?

We have to let him go. That's Tang Xiaobao. If the news gets out, there will probably be a big mess. Besides, Old Chen also said to let him go.

Luo Yikun was throwing things around in the office like crazy, and the secretary standing at the door didn't dare to come over.

After a while, Luo Yikun finally calmed down and put out the cigarette in his hand. When he was about to pick up his cell phone, he found that it was broken.

So he picked up the landline and called the Baiyun Temple Police Station.

Wu Xingbing is waiting for a call.

After receiving the order, Wu Xingbing breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to the interrogation room. He smiled and said, "Mr. Tang, I've already asked for instructions. You can leave now. I'm sorry, but I'm just following orders. Come, let me help you remove the handcuffs."

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaobao pulled his hand back and said with a smile: "You want to let me go now? But I don't want to leave yet."

Wu Xingbing was stunned.

Not leaving?

"Mr. Tang, why are you doing this? I'll arrange a car to take you back right now. Is it okay if I was wrong? I'm just following orders. You just said that you understand me. There's no point for me to stay here! The food in our cafeteria is not good either. You haven't eaten yet, right? How about I treat you out for a meal as an apology to you?" Wu Xingbing shuddered in his heart and began to persuade him earnestly.