Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"Quick, pay the damn money! Otherwise, the men will leave something behind, and the women... hehe."

Seeing the table full of beautiful girls, the heart of Feng Wan couldn't help but harbor other intentions.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Fatty, clean up your mouth, or it might not be you who has the last laugh."

Ouyang Jie said with a smiley face.

But everyone could hear the thick displeasure in his tone.

"When we're out having fun, we all want a good time. No one wants to see this kind of thing happen. Besides, you ordered the dishes on your table, right? You're the ones who ate them! Now, after having your fill, you don't want to pay the bill, what the hell kind of logic is that!"

Brandishing a kitchen knife, Feng Wan intimidated everyone: "Poor wretches should just stay at home and behave! Don't fucking go out and make a spectacle of yourself!"

Song Yun's eyes were icy as he spoke indifferently, "Who are you? The owner of this restaurant?"

"I've never had a change of name or manner, I am your Feng family lord!"

Feng Wan boasted arrogantly.

Song Yun felt the energy cycling within his body, and just as he was about to throw a punch, Song Bu gently placed his hand on his shoulder. Suddenly, Song Yun felt the inner strength in his body cease its turbulence, becoming very gentle.

"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. My son is hot-blooded and ignorant of the ways."

Song Bu said with an ingratiating smile, "May I know your full name, Feng lord?"

"Feng Wan!" Feng Wan replied, lighting a cigarette nonchalantly, "Don't think that just because you exchange a few words with me and try to curry favor that I'll let you go. I'm telling you it's impossible. You can't be short a single cent today!"

"No problem, no problem, I'll give you the money right away."

Song Bu took out a bank card and handed it over, saying, "May I ask if I can get a receipt for reimbursement? After all, this is quite a bit of money. It's about a year's salary for me. I was thinking, once I get back to the office...heh, you know."

Feng Wan lifted his eyelids and looked deeply at Song Bu. Then he stepped forward, patted him on the chest, and said, "No problem. As long as you don't cause trouble here and are willing to spend money, you are a friend of Feng Wan. As a friend, I'll definitely help you with this. Just tell me what the invoice should say!"

Song Bu blurted out the name of a unit, wrote it down, and tucked it in his pocket.

By then, Feng Wan had finished swiping the card, emerged chuckling, and returned the bank card to Song Bu, saying, "It's good that our old comrades have awareness. Otherwise, something unpleasant would have definitely happened today."

"Heh, it's also because you're generous enough to let us off the hook."

Song Bu said, complimenting him.

"Alright, you can go now. Come and have fun next time!"

After saying that, Feng Wan grabbed the kitchen knife and went back inside the house.

"Dad, are we just going to let him off like this?"

Song Yun asked, puzzled.

"How could we? Let's go, let's go, let's go. There are too many prying eyes here, and some little ears might be listening."

Song Bu led everyone back to the hotel.

Crossing the reception desk, the receptionist had changed shifts. The new girl looked at Song Yun and his group smugly as they walked in.

Back in the room, several big men, including Song Yun, gathered together. Song Bu, after lighting a cigarette, said nonchalantly, "This place has definitely been fleecing customers for more than a day or two! And there are many food stalls around here; they are all definitely connected.

We guys, of course, could carve a bloody path out at any moment, but Qing Qing is pregnant, and it would be disastrous if she got hurt."

"Besides, do you think the relevant authorities don't know about the fleecing here? There must be some corruption involved. Let's take this receipt to the local Administration for Industry and Commerce tomorrow. If they handle it, great for everyone. If they don't, then we'll have to take matters into our own hands."

"Mhm."

Song Yun said gloomily, "But as I see it, it's also doubtful, it's been so long, countless customers have been overcharged, but there's no sign of them being shut down. There's still a lot of corruption involved!"

"Alright, alright, everybody go back to your rooms and sleep, we'll talk more tomorrow!"

Song Bu clapped his hands and shooed several guys out of the room.

Back in their room, Yuan Siyi had already crawled into the bed and was blinking her eyes at Song Yun under the covers.

"Go to sleep!"

Without another word, the next day early in the morning after they had eaten, Song Yun and his friends drove to the local Administration for Industry and Commerce.

"Sir, could you help us open the door, please?"

Song Yun called out to the security guard in the guardhouse.

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The guard put down his newspaper, glanced at the out-of-town license plate, and without thinking knew what was going on.

He adjusted his glasses, sighed, and asked, "What are you lads here for, eh?"

"We were overcharged at a restaurant yesterday, so we've come here to file a complaint today!"

Hearing what Song Yun said, the guard showed a helpless smile and said, "Young man, let me give you a piece of advice—better go back where you came from, because what you're trying to do is unlikely to succeed!"

His words had a deep meaning, and Song Yun and his friends frowned upon hearing them.

Song Bu took out a cigarette and offered it to the security guard, smiling as he asked, "Uncle, how long have you been working here?"

"How long? It's been over ten years, I reckon!"

The guard lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "This kind of situation you're in, I've seen it countless times, but not one has been resolved. Let me tell you, that little fishing village itself has a clan nature. If one person gets into trouble, immediately more than a hundred people will come out. Alas, even if one wanted to enforce the law, it would be powerless!"

"We spent more than fifty thousand, though. It can't just go to waste like this, can it?"

"Hahaha, fifty thousand? There was a rich kid from out-of-town before who spent over four hundred thousand and maxed his cards out! And what happened in the end? It didn't make a bit of difference."

Waving his hand, the guard said, "Even if I let you in, they are not going to process it for you inside. You are from out of town; they'll just drag it out for a few days until you can't take it anymore."

Dammit!!!

The connections here really are numerous, but also incredibly difficult to deal with.

No wonder the locals never scam people from Magic Capital!

"But we can't just spend the money and not even have a place to lodge a complaint, can we? Just let us in, and we'll take responsibility for the outcome, alright?"

Song Yun's words made the security guard shake his head and sigh deeply, saying, "Still not giving up, huh? Well, fine, I'll let you see for yourselves what it's like to hit a wall."

The guard pressed the button, the barrier lifted, and as Song Yun and his group entered, they found a vast reception room where only one clerk was boredly playing Minesweeper on a computer.

"Bro, we've got something to ask about."

Song Yun stepped forward and knocked on the desk.

Without even lifting his head, the clerk replied in a dull voice, "Got ripped off at a seafood stall?"

"How did you know?"

"Because out of a hundred people who come here, ninety-nine have been fleeced. Look, young man, I'm advising you too, just go home."

After hearing what the clerk said, Ouyang Jie was furious, slamming the desk hard he shouted, "Are we just going to let those people get away with this???"