Yan Fugui had not thought of this aspect before, but now it seemed that the situation was becoming increasingly interesting.
And certainly no one would support Yi Zhonghai, the fine was to be paid to the street office, from which everyone would benefit.
Yi Zhonghai was cursing inside. Compared to the financial loss, what he was thinking about now was that it was only in the evening that, under Director Wang's coordination, he had written that guarantee letter, but now an incident had occurred.
He really didn't dare to consider how the street office would react after learning about this, "Zhang Yu, this matter, this can be discussed."
By this time, there were already onlookers at the door. When Yan Jiecheng had gone out, he hadn't closed the courtyard gate.
Such commotion attracted the neighbors; of course, they had not gone to sleep and gathered around to see what was happening.
