Mistaking My Sister-In-Law for My Wife After Getting Drunk!

The young man stiffened his neck, “Who said I’m afraid of seeing the police? I haven’t done anything wrong, so why would I be afraid of the police?”

Zhao Hai said, “If you’re not afraid of the police, then wait until the police arrive before talking.”

The young man said, “I’ve already told you, I have urgent matters to take care of and have no time to waste here. If you’re not going to compensate me, then forget it. I don’t want it anymore, just get out of my way!”

He became somewhat anxious—since Zhao Hai had already called the police, they could arrive at any moment.

Truth be told, Zhao Hai’s response had far exceeded his expectations.

In his assumption, Zhao Hai would never have called the police.

It should have been a simple matter of compensation.

Which would have been exactly what he wanted.

But Zhao Hai’s decisive call to the police, and his watertight words, left no loopholes to exploit.

This left him in a passive position.

If the police came, given the file he had at the police station, it would certainly be impossible for others to believe in him.

He had done this sort of thing many times before.

The moment the police saw him, they would know with just a check.

He had to leave quickly!

He shoved Zhao Hai aside and hurried away.

Zhao Hai hadn’t expected the young man to become physical; caught off guard, his body staggered.

“Dad!”

Seeing Zhao Hai about to fall to the ground, Zhao Yuxin was shocked and pale.

Xu Yang reacted quickly and immediately stepped forward to support him.

“Kid, you still want to leave?”

Lin Junyi, Su Wenbin, and Jiang Yuheng, blocked the young man’s path.

“What are you doing? Get out of my way. I have urgent matters to take care of, and if there’s a delay, who knows how much it will cost. You can’t afford it!” the young man shouted angrily.

“Is that so?” Jiang Yuheng sneered coldly. “If I’m not mistaken, you must be one of Ma Biao’s men, right?”

At these words, the young man’s face changed colors, then quickly returned to normal: “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Who’s Ma Biao? I don’t know him.”

Jiang Yuheng sneered, “You don’t need to deny it. I remember seeing you last month when I went to Ma Biao. I have a vague impression of you.”

The young man’s complexion changed again, “You’ve mistaken me for someone else.”

Jiang Yuheng sneered coldly, “Whether I have mistaken someone or not, I’ll just call Ma Biao, and he’ll clarify.”

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Ma Biao’s number.

The young man’s face changed, “Whether you call or not, it has nothing to do with me. I have something to take care of, I’m leaving now.”

Having said that, he tried to go around the three men to leave.

But Lin Junyi and Su Wenbin wouldn’t possibly let the young man get away.

The two of them blocked his way, and no matter how impressive the young man was, he couldn’t possibly break through their obstruction.

Soon, the call connected.

Jiang Yuheng made a WeChat video call.

In the video, a rugged man with a crew cut appeared, who heartily laughed and said, “Young Master Jiang, why are you calling me tonight? Are you thinking of coming to my entertainment city to have fun?”

Jiang Yuheng rolled his eyes, “Get lost. Who would want to go to your entertainment city? I want to ask you, is this guy one of your men?”

He pointed the camera at the young man.

Ma Biao said, “He’s one of my men, what’s the matter? Did this guy cause you trouble? If that’s the case, don’t worry, I’ll deal with him!”

Hearing this, the young man’s face turned pale.

How did he have a connection with the boss, and why did the boss seem to be trying to please the other side?

It seemed his actions today were going to blow up.

“Here’s the thing…” Jiang Yuheng explained the situation.

“Fuck, Wang Wu, that son of a bitch, how dare he do this shit. Wait till he gets back; I’ll sort him out!” Ma Biao cursed vehemently through clenched teeth.

He didn’t need any proof to know that what Jiang Yuheng was saying was true.

Wang Wu often did this kind of things and had been in and out of the station several times because of it.

As long as it didn’t cause too much of a stir, Ma Biao couldn’t be bothered to deal with it.

Now, look what happened, it blew up in Jiang Yuheng’s face.

The issue had become serious.

Given Jiang Yuheng’s status and position, getting someone to clean up after him was a matter of minutes.

In his heart, Ma Biao cursed every one of Wang Wu’s ancestors eighteen generations deep.

“Whether or not you deal with him when he gets back is none of my business, but how about you say something to him first?” Jiang Yuheng said coolly.

“Right, right, I’ll talk to him first,” Ma Biao nodded repeatedly.

Then, Jiang Yuheng handed the phone to Wang Wu, “Your boss wants to talk to you.”

“Boss,” Wang Wu took the phone with trembling hands, his face filled with panic.

“Wang Wu, I don’t give a damn who paid you to pull this stunt. You’d better spill the beans right now and, when the cops arrive, confess everything; otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless,” Ma Biao said harshly.

“Boss, I understand,” Wang Wu replied with a bitter face.

After hanging up the call, Wang Wu handed the phone back to Jiang Yuheng.

The commotion here had long since drawn the attention of the other customers.

Now, it was clear to everyone that the young man was very likely there to make trouble.

“Damn, this kid was instigated by others to cause trouble here.”

“Damn it, we’ve all been duped by him.”

“That bastard, we almost wronged the boss.”

The crowd was filled with righteous indignation.

Being used as pawns just didn’t sit right with them.

They no longer referred to the young man as a ‘young brother’ but as a ‘punk’ instead.

At this moment, the health inspector and the police arrived.

Wang Wu voluntarily confessed that someone had given him ten thousand yuan to create a scene, aiming to ruin the restaurant’s reputation and force it to close.

Upon hearing his own confession, the truth came out, and the people were even more furious.

They had been manipulated by the young man, swept along by the chaos, and were nearly made accomplices in the act.

“I said the restaurant owner is a good guy, how could there be flies in the food.”

“This punk almost had us wrong an honest owner.”

“The food here tastes good, I’ll keep coming back for more.”

“Me too, I’ll continue to dine here.”

“Boss, we’re sorry, we wronged you just now,” the people began to speak up, apologizing to Zhao Hai.

“No worries. Tomorrow is the last day of operation for this restaurant. I’ll give a 20% discount on your meals today, as a token of my appreciation for your support over the years,” Zhao Hai said, waving his hand.

“Boss, why are you closing? This incident hasn’t affected the restaurant at all,” a customer said in confusion.

The issue had been clarified, and it was clear that someone was just stirring up trouble.

“This place is going to be converted into a hotpot restaurant. I welcome everyone to come and enjoy hotpot here in the future,” Zhao Hai said with a smile.

He didn’t elaborate that it was being transformed into a branch of Haidilao Hotpot.

There was no need; they would find out in due time.

“Oh, I see, switching to hotpot, that’s also pretty good. I’ll come for the hotpot,” a customer said.

“Me too, hotpot is great for dining with friends.”

“Boss, I wish your hotpot restaurant every success,” said another.

The customers finally understood and expressed they would come to enjoy hotpot.

After a short chat, they all returned to their seats to continue their meals.