Godly Scratch-Off System

No one responded to Tan Qingqing's voice, which sounded like she was about to cry.    

Tan Qingqing couldn't hold back her tears. "I really didn't do anything. Why are you capturing me!"    

After the policeman arrested him, he locked himself in the detention cell.    

Bringing with him a thick stack of information, he interrogated himself like a prisoner in a dark room with only one light.    

"What do you say about smuggling?"    

"I've never done it before!"    

"About the bribery. Tell me about it!"    

"What have you done that you've never done before?! 'Could it be … '    

You want me to make up a story for you! "    

"A stubborn mouth!" A fierce-looking policeman slammed the information in his hands onto the table. He did not look like a policeman, but instead like a cruel person who was trying to force a confession.    

"The information is all here. You just need to repeat the matter in a simple manner." The other policeman was amiable and spoke softly.    

"If you didn't do it, do you think someone else did it in your name? It is also possible that they are hiding things from you and doing evil deeds. I've worked a few cases, all of them. "    

"You just need to think of someone suspicious and tell us about it. Then we'll consider it your merit!"    

"But, I really have never done it before, and I don't know either." Tan Qingqing's tone softened.    

"I'm not sure, but I can think about it clearly." When the police heard Tan Qingqing's "not clear" reply, they felt that things had turned for the better. Just as they were about to continue their questioning, the door opened with a "dang dang" sound.    

With a gesture, he called the two policemen out.    

Then the good-natured policeman came back with a playful smile on his face. He put the documents away and said to Tan Qingqing, "Think about it. Think about it."    

Then, with a bang, the cell door opened again.    

Three people walked in.    

One was the old cop who had caught him, holding a thick stack of papers in one hand and reaching for a cigarette in the other. One was a handsome young man wearing casual white clothes, the other was a well-dressed man with a briefcase and black-rimmed glasses. He looked just like a lawyer in a movie or television show.    

The old policeman extinguished his cigarette and threw it into the trash can by the door. He coughed and pointed to the signboard on his chest. "Huang Cheng, the policeman who caught you!"    

He pointed at the young man in white and the man in a suit with glasses and said, "Your lawyer. You invited him, didn't you? "    

Huang Cheng frowned and asked.    

Tan Qingqing shook her head.    

Huang Chengji seemed not to have seen it and said, "Alright, since you're the one who hired the lawyer, I'll leave the time to you guys." As he spoke, he looked at his watch, as if he was confirming a time. "Let's end this quickly. Someone will continue to interrogate him in a while."    

The man in the suit nodded in thanks. The young man in white sat down on the chair and uncoiled his body. He suddenly revealed an unhappy expression and pulled back the chair as if it was very uncomfortable sitting on it.    

The young man in white pushed the documents left behind by Huang Cheng with one hand and leaned forward, saying, "Great Qing, I'm your fan."    

Tan Qingqing was completely confused. That policeman clearly asked her if she knew them, but she clearly did not know them, yet she still treated them as her lawyers. This young man in white who looked like a rich family didn't seem like a lawyer, but he was still her fan.    

"You, you're my fan?" Tan Qingqing could not believe her eyes. A fan had come to save the situation?    

"Then what are you doing here? See your idol in prison? " Tan Qingqing said in a bad mood, treating her fan Tan Qingqing differently from her usual accommodations.    

"I'm here to save you!" The white-clothed youth was even excited, as if seeing an opportunity to save his idol, he felt an inexplicable sense of honor.    

"How?" Tan Qingqing rolled her eyes.    

"I never did anything to begin with. They must have made a mistake!" Tan Qingqing patted her chest and said, "I, Tan Qingqing, am sitting straight. I don't do anything bad in my life. I'm not afraid of knocking on the door in the middle of the night. They can't do anything to me."    

In Tan Qingqing's opinion, as long as they were righteous, even if they were the police who made a mistake, they were nothing more than a bunch of little ghosts.    

"That's not it." The young man pointed to his subordinate's thick documents and said, "This time, Great Qing, you've really gotten into trouble." He then pushed the stack of documents in front of Tan Qingqing.    

The information on the black leather cover was as thick as a finger.    

As she flipped through the pages, Tan Qingqing felt that her life was too dramatic as she read about the crimes outlined in red ink and the years of imprisonment.    

How did he become a smuggler for no reason at all, and how did he become a vulgar female anchorwoman who traded money for personal gain!    

Like a bolt from the blue, Tan Qingqing quickly flipped through the information and lied on the chair in a daze, tears starting to appear in her eyes.    

"One hundred percent! Great Qing, don't worry. As long as I have a day, I won't let those bastards hurt you!" The young man in white patted his chest in assurance.    

"This is the lawyer I hired for you. There is a 'power of attorney' here. If you read it, you will sign it."    

"I can inform them to release you immediately!" The lawyer coughed lightly, as if reminding him.    

Then the lawyer took out a document. It was covered with densely written stripes, and it looked very unusual.    

Tan Qingqing had seen several agreements, but none of them had this kind of expression.    

"Party B will serve Party A's board member, Shang Qingyang, in various forms for three years."    

"If Party B cancels the contract, the company will automatically lose its guarantee that the company will cooperate with the authorities in their investigation of Tan Qingqing's crime!"    

"This is clearly taking advantage of another's threat!" Tan Qingqing said angrily.    

"No, you've misunderstood my good intentions, Great Qing." Shang Qingyang, who was dressed in white and was one of the few directors of the entertainment company, said with grievance.    

Shang Qingyang sighed again and said: "I did it for you, my Great Qing. Not only can I help you get out of this predicament, but I can also help you in these three years …"    

Shang Qingyang stared at Tan Qingqing's body like a hungry wolf. At the end, he stared at Tan Qingqing's blinking big eyes and intimately snuggled up to Tan Qingqing's ear. He whispered something into her ear.    

"Pa ~ ~ ~"    

A crisp slap landed on Shang Qingyang's face without any warning.    

"You bastard, you look like a dog, but you are even more despicable than that bastard Hu Jianye! I don't want you to save me! " As he spoke, he tore the document into pieces.    

Shang Qingyang's friendly expression immediately turned violent as he sent a slap back.    

Tan Qingqing lost her balance and fell to the ground, anger burning in her eyes! He shouted, "Help! Someone is molesting you!"    

The door opened immediately.    

"Time's up!" The one who opened the door was Huang Cheng. It seemed like what he heard wasn't 'save lives,' but the alarm clock ringing when the call ended.    

The lawyer stopped Shang Qingyang, who wanted to go further, and walked out of the door.