Jin Ming put Yuan Zhou first. After all, didn't he drop his work and rush over here to vent his anger on Boss Yuan?
As the saying went, Yuan Zhou's pair of girls belonged to him, but Yuan Zhou belonged to everyone else.
Since so many people had come, Jin Ming's idea was also what everyone else was thinking. Naturally, Wu Hai was among them.
"Yeah, did Boss Yuan use fake money in our shop?" Wuhai finally found a chance to interrupt.
"No, but why are you here?" Yuan Zhou shook his head and looked at Wuhai strangely. After all, Wuhai wasn't a lawyer or a law specialist.
"It's like this. Once we received Mr. Yuan's message, we immediately started searching for you. Wuhai, Mr. Wu, put in a lot of effort. That's why we came so quickly," Jin Ming explained with a smile, explaining how they found the shop in one sentence.
"I didn't expect Shameless Wu to find someone. Could it be that the road addict has recovered?" Yuan Zhou complained in his heart.
The two policemen, one old and one young, looked at the elite man dutifully and didn't interrupt. Why would they interrupt when a group of gods were talking?
When everyone was almost done discussing, the older policeman asked about the incident.
"He deliberately used fake money to buy figs from the old man. The old man is the supplier of the mulberry jam," Yuan Zhou narrated honestly without exaggerating.
"F * ck, the mulberry jam that I only have one bottle?" Wuhai stroked his mustache and looked at the elite man seriously.
"Yeah." Yuan Zhou nodded.
Wuhai was furious. "How can there be such a shameless person? Drag him out and give him a beating. "
Shameless Wu was probably the only one who would say something like that in front of the police. Of course, Wuhai didn't act rashly. He just stared at the elite man like a hungry wolf.
He felt that the reason he only had one bottle of mulberry jam was because of this pretentious guy in front of him.
The elite man was terrified. He started to explain incoherently. One moment, he said that the counterfeit money wasn't his. The next moment, he said that he didn't know it was counterfeit.
"Okay, I have a rough idea of the situation. What kind of effect do you want to achieve, Mr. Yuan?" Jin Ming asked again.
Previously, he was asking how he wanted to deal with this matter. Now, he was asking what effect he wanted to achieve. The two questions might seem similar, but the difference was huge.
Yuan Zhou pondered for a while.
"Do you want me to take legal responsibility or something else?" the criminologist at the side asked, looking at the elite man with a burning gaze.
"I think he has disrupted public order and made me doubt the safety of this street." The Paris exchange student was even more ruthless. He continued, "So, strictly speaking, he caused a small-scale social panic."
The elite was frightened by everyone's gazes. What was the meaning of social panic?!
The two policemen, one old and one young, looked at each other. Their scalps were a little numb. Scholars were really too ruthless.
"No need for anything else. He used counterfeit money on purpose, so he must take responsibility for it. Thank you, everyone," Yuan Zhou said politely.
"Don't mention it. Boss Yuan, your problem is our problem." Jin Ming didn't need to say it. Everyone said it in unison.
The two policemen heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, they sighed inwardly. It was said that Yuan Zhou was a very law-abiding person. Now, it seemed that it was not only in cooking, but also in his daily life.
"Boss Yuan, if you need anything in the future, just say it in the group."
"That's right. It's best if you can send us your location."
"We are foodies. Although we don't have other abilities, we can support Boss Yuan."
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To Wuhai, Yuanzhou Shop was the canteen. To Wei Wei, it was the place where she ate with her father.
To Jiang Changxi, it was the place where she could relieve her boredom. As for Ling Hong, it was the place where he would subconsciously come to.
There were also a lot of customers. Perhaps Yuanzhou Shop didn't mean anything, but because of these customers, the shop was different.
Just like what Yuan Zhou had said in an interview, the reason why the restaurant was so popular and special was because of his cooking. More importantly, it was because of these customers.
Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of something and added, "Oh, by the way, check if he has any criminal records. If he does, he will be considered a repeat offender and will be punished even more severely."
Everyone was helping each other. Especially since they were all related to the law, the problem was solved very quickly. Some went to the streets of the community to get the surveillance footage, some helped the police to interrogate, etc.
After this incident, the elite man didn't dare to use counterfeit money anymore. He didn't want to be surrounded by so many people anymore. He didn't want to experience the feeling of being trampled on by others.
"If possible, don't disturb the old man. He is also very tired," Yuan Zhou said.
The police officer was a little troubled. The young one said, "Boss Yuan, this might be a little troublesome. After all, the counterfeit money transaction isn't directed at you. The old man is the key. We need to ask him some questions."
"Oh, I was thinking too much," Yuan Zhou nodded and didn't make things difficult for the police officer.
"Boss Yuan, don't worry. We know what to do," the old police officer said, "We won't disturb you too much. We just want to ask a few questions."
"Thank you. Thank you," Yuan Zhou thanked him.
After the problem was solved, the onlookers dispersed. Yuan Zhou thanked them one by one and rushed over to help.
Most of them waved their hands and said that it wasn't necessary. After all, they didn't help much.
They all came over just by sending a message on WeChat. It seems that I have to improve my cooking skills even more to repay the customers, Yuan Zhou thought.
"Boss Yuan, we'll go back to the police station first. I'll let you know if there's any news," the old police officer said to him.
The problem was very clear. Therefore, the two policemen, one old and one young, brought the elite man and left after saying goodbye to Yuan Zhou.
"Thank you, San Jin, for making this trip," Yuan Zhou said.
Just now, Jin Ming was the one who was the most worried. Therefore, after Jin Ming finished his work, Yuan Zhou specially thanked him.
"Boss Yuan, if you really want to thank me, just tell them to call me Si Jin," Jin Ming said.
Jin Ming didn't come here often. He had only been to the restaurant six times in total. However, he left a deep impression on others. In the restaurant, he gave himself a nickname, San Jin.
He was young and had a lot of money. Then, his name had gold in it. Finally, he liked the color gold.
Yuan Zhou asked, "What's one more gold?"
Jin Ming smiled mysteriously, "I can't tell you. I can't tell you. Anyway, Boss Yuan will help me with this."
"Okay, I'll definitely tell you. Your name is Si Jin," Yuan Zhou nodded solemnly.
Yuan Zhou was about to go back to the restaurant. However, halfway there, Jin Ming stopped him again.
He said, "Can I ask you something?"
"What is it?" Yuan Zhou turned his head and looked at Jin Ming.
"Boss Yuan, is the place where you cook in the restaurant that we can see?" Jin Ming asked.
Yuan Zhou frowned. He didn't quite understand why Jin Ming asked that. However, he still answered, "Yes, the kitchen is open. We can all see it."
Jin Ming was happy when he heard that. He immediately said, "That's great. I found a dish of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine. Boss Yuan, you might not have the tools to complete it."
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