Vol 2 Chapter 89: Organize car accident cases

Yang Meng sat in a box of a themed restaurant and waited. Especially after five o'clock at noon, Youshuai was fully armed and entered the box with a brisk pace.
Yang Meng raised his eyelid and glanced at the person opposite, saying indifferently, "Sorry, this is someone."
"I am especially."
Yang Meng looked up suddenly and saw that he was especially removing the hat, wig, beard, scarf ...
"I don't cover you out of my sister-in-law wearing so much in summer?"
"Almost." Especially wiping her face with a wet wipe, "No way, the farce at the premiere a few days ago pushed me to the limelight. I don't know which grandson has such a word The next day, my news made an entertainment headline, and Cheng Zi was followed every day ... "
Yang Meng lowered his head consciously.
In particular, he asked, "What have you been doing these days?"
"Me?" Yang Meng said for a moment, thinking lightly, "I just go to work and work overtime."
"How much is the overtime pay?" Asked in particular.
Yang Meng immediately stared, "Overtime pay? Is there a Mao overtime pay? It's just for others!"
In particular, a stunned expression, "I heard that your civil servants are treated well, and the gray income is quite large!"
Yang trembled with a bitter expression on the processed goods bought from the zoo.
"I tell you, I do n’t even want to wear this piece of worn clothes. Do you think I have a gray income? Let me tell you so, if all Chinese civil servants have gray income, only one person will be left That person must be me. Every month, I lived on those three thousand dollars, and I was as tired as my grandson. "
"More than three thousand dollars?" In particular, he couldn't help but whisper, "Is it early enough?"
"Crap, you spend more than 3,000 a month early?"
Especially silent.
Yang Meng glanced at him, and suddenly realized that what he said was ridiculous.
"By the way, I forgot what you did. Shouldn't you be more? People like you, aren't 3,000 yuan enough to eat early?"
In particular, he gave Yang Meng a sly glance, "How can you say so exaggeratedly?"
Yang Meng pulled a special arm and looked at his watch.
"How much is your watch?"
"No money, just the brand I endorsed."
"Then how much does it usually put on the market?"
"Indeterminate, there are high and low prices, ranging from thousands to millions."
"I'll ask this one on your arm."
"This one is worth more than ten thousand two hundred thousand."
Yang Meng suddenly let go of his special wrist, and immediately angered: "That's 200,000? This is not enough exaggeration for Nima? How much more exaggeration? This is my two-year salary! They just give you this for nothing Anymore? "
"They pay even that high endorsement fee. Do they care about such a watch?"
"Yeah." Yang Meng couldn't help but ask, "how much did they send you?"
"I don't count, maybe three or four!"
"Then you give it to me!" Yang Meng patted the table. "I sold it for you, and we made five or five cents."
I couldn't help but smile, "I'll just give you it."
"Don't introduce it!" Yang Meng raised his hand. "If you really want to send it to me, do you dare to resign? Believe it or not?"
"Hahaha ..."
After laughing for a while, I looked up at Yang Meng with a serious expression.
"Will you resign? Give me an assistant. I'll give you a basic salary of 10,000 a month. Tips are extra."
Yang Meng refused with a firm bone, "I just starve to death when I'm a policeman, and I won't serve you!"
Especially without a smile, he had long guessed it would be so.
The waiter came in. "Sir, do you need to order now?"
"OK." Especially promised.
The waiter just came over, the menu was not set down, and suddenly he drew near the dining table, staring at it with a stern look.
"You ... are you special?"
In particular, he said without looking up, "You recognize the wrong person."
After talking about dragging the menu, it didn't drag down for a long time. The waiter clasped his hands tightly. He had to admit that he was his deity, or he wouldn't order food.
Yang Meng couldn't help but say, "You just admit it, maybe the food will be discounted!"
Especially embarrassed, but nodded and admitted, the waiter took a photo with especially Zhang, this is not enough to give up.
After the waiter left, Yang Meng booed, "In fact, it's not easy for you to do this business. You have to put on makeup before you go on the street.
"That is, I am really busy when I am busy, I am really busy when I am busy. I have n’t contacted me for a full six months since I graduated. Now it ’s okay. I have to arrange a meal in advance. . "
Just talking, the phone rang.
Yang Meng was listening while he was eating, especially in that eh ah ah, he was too tired for him.
Your phone snorted, especially "Nyima is annoying!"
"What's wrong?" Yang Meng asked.
"I was asked to answer an interview. I already said I wouldn't accept it. The agent has arranged it for me."
Yang Meng lowered his chopsticks. "Then you go quickly!"
"Don't go." Especially shut down the phone directly.
Yang Meng asked anxiously: "Is there any cost to not going?"
"It's all about deducting some money," said indifferently.
"Then you hurry up!" Yang Mengbi was especially anxious. "What kind of chat are you and me? We don't have a common language, so let's settle the account and leave, don't delay your business because of me."
"How much money is enough to earn enough?" Especially chopping the dishes in the bowl, "I can only relax when I'm with you, with them, my heart is always tight and tired."
After hearing this, Yang Meng was touched, "I didn't expect that I was so charismatic."
"Did you find out? I'm with others and I always worry about my dress! My expression! I'm not talking with you ... I don't need it with you. You have an invisible magic that allows you to find self-esteem when you see it, No matter how I feel uncomfortable, you have to give it the bottom, and my heart is at ease. "
"Your uncle!"
Yang Meng poked countless eyes at the plate of dessert in front of him with chopsticks.
In particular, the more he looked at Yang Meng, the more he wanted to enter the society, and he became more and more rare and carefree.
Yang Meng ate and suddenly remembered something. He raised his head and said, in particular, "Yes, you have more connections than I can. Can you help me find a part-time job, that is, making money and not so tired?"
"You need money so much?" Asked in particular.
Yang Meng nodded. "This time, Cheng was either a classmate getting married or a colleague having children, and I couldn't afford the money anymore."
In particular, I thought about it, "Well, you should be a stand-in. I have a TV series about to start soon. I told the director that if there is a need for a stand-in, you can think about you first."
"Wow!" Yang Meng looked surprised, "What substitutes do you have? Are there any big stars?"
"This ..." I thought about it in particular, "You can be a substitute for a dangerous competition, that is, to take some dangerous actions for a star; you can also be a substitute for an intimate shot. For example, you can kiss me for the heroine in my movie. Play or bed scene. "
Yang shuddered, "I'll be a substitute for dangerous competition!"
especially,"……"
In the afternoon, Yang Meng went out on patrol.
When passing the traffic police brigade, I happened to see an acquaintance. He was a former colleague of Yang Meng. When Yang Meng first entered the police station, he did not suffer a lot of bullying. Later, this person was transferred to the traffic police brigade, but the relationship between the two got better. Maybe everyone who left Yang Meng would find him good at last.
"Mengzi!" Ma Chi greeted.
Yang Meng stopped and rolled down the window. "What are you doing?"
"Someone came to me just now. It's your turn to patrol today?"
Yang Meng shook his head. "Helping colleagues on duty, his buddies are hospitalized."
"Shit, people just pit you!" Ma Chi rubbed Yang Meng's head.
Yang Meng snorted. "Don't you find various reasons for me to take over?"
Ma Chi smiled, "You get out of the car, I have something to ask for your help."
"Is there no one in your traffic police brigade?"
"Someone, you can do it without you." Ma Chi pulled the door of the car. "Come and get out of the car. It won't take long to finish it."
Yang Meng believed it. After entering, he didn't come out all afternoon.
Ma Chi asked Yang Meng to help sort out the typical car accident cases in the past ten years, put them into a file, and then make a promotional video. Yang Meng not only has to go through all the shocking videos of the car accident, but also has to pick out typical examples from it, each of which has to be caused by a different reason.
"Your leadership is disgusting." Yang Meng could not help complaining.
Ma Chi sighed, "Nothing to dry out!"
With a glance at Chao Yang Meng, he pointed his hand towards the screen, "This one has to stay, this is a typical brake failure."
Yang Meng had just closed the page, copied the file, and was suddenly shocked by the familiar face on the screen.