Chapter 47: Song Shuang's Compensation

  Hua De Yi's trick didn't work very well, because Mei Jie's landlord was not local and had gone abroad with his son to enjoy life, the rental contract was signed for a whole year, and there were still half a year left, wanting to drive them away was also impossible.

  One plan didn't work, so another was born. Huadeyi called Meng Xianguo, the second-in-command of the Flower Fire Police Station, and asked him to clean up a few prostitutes on Tiegu Street, and it would be best if they could be sent to a labor camp or something.

  For Meng Suo Chang, this kind of thing is simply a piece of cake. The girls in the hair salon are just like meat on a chopping board, and it's easy to take them down with just one sentence. Of course, nowadays everything needs evidence, and you need to collude with others to set up a scheme.

  The two of them discussed it briefly on the phone and agreed to gather a few people to go to the hair salon for consumption in two days. When the time comes, the police will rush in to crack down on prostitution, grasp the evidence, and deal with Mei Jie for harboring others to engage in prostitution. It's not just reeducation, but also punishable by severe penalties!

  To paralyze Mei Jie and others, Hua De Yi instructed Hua Bao, for the next two days, calm down and don't take action.

  Dark clouds gradually gathered over Tiegu Street, but Mei and the others, who had been on edge for two days waiting for further retaliation, gradually relaxed their guard.

  ……

  These days, Song Shuang has been planning how to compensate Liu Handong. She and Zhu Qiangqiang are both spoiled children of high-ranking officials and have no idea where to buy a three-wheeled motorcycle like Liu Handong's. However, Qiangqiang has a way out - her father is the chief of the traffic police corps, and asking him for help will definitely be no problem.

  Zhu Huabiao heard that Song Tingzhang's daughter wanted to buy a motorcycle, so he immediately found an expert as a consultant. The man was named Lu Shipeng, the captain of the Directly Subordinate Guard Motorcycle Squadron of the General Team, who had been riding motorcycles for over a decade and was an absolute expert.

  As soon as he received the commander's order, Lu Shipei immediately rushed to the commander's office at the first time, and was able to help the commander's family with private matters. This is a good thing that can't be sought after, even more delightful than a pay raise.

  Zhu squadron simply handed over two sentences, Lu Shipei took two female college students to see the motorcycle with excitement, of course, mainly serving Zhu Qianqian as the main purpose, and answering a few questions from Song Shuang.

  "Officer Lu, this is Song Shuang. Her father is Director Song." Qianqian felt that Lu Shi Peng was slightly dismissive of Song Shuang, so she took the opportunity to explain.

  Lu Shi Peng's heart skipped a beat as he thought to himself, "This is indeed an extremely difficult political task. Both of them are thousand-gold misses, and neither can be offended."

  Song Shuangdao didn't care much, her mind was preoccupied with how to compensate Liu Handong, these past few days she hadn't slept well, and had lost several pounds, on the other hand, Pengpeng was carefree, eating and drinking as usual, like a normal person.

  "What kind of motorcycle are you planning to buy? What is it for? Who will be riding it? The more details you provide, the better I can assist you."

  Song Shuang said: "I want a better motorcycle, a men's model, with three wheels and a carriage."

  Lu Shi Peng was in a dilemma, Song Shuang said to buy a male motorcycle, and it should be a good one, presumably for her boyfriend. This wasn't difficult, as there were many imported luxury motorcycles with prices over 100,000 yuan. However, three-wheeled ones with a carriage were rare. Could it be the latest high-end model from BMW?

  "BMW has a model that is more like a three-wheeler, with an enclosed body, and it's very expensive. It's not sold in Jiangsu Province, if you want to buy one, you have to go to Hong Kong." Lu Shipeng replied.

  "It's not that advanced, it's the kind you often see on the streets." Song Shuang explained patiently, gesturing with her hands, saying it should be a regular tricycle rather than an irregular one.

  Lu Shi Peng was even more confused, "Where can you find such a high-end motorcycle on the street?" He said helplessly: "I'm really sorry, I've never seen such a motorcycle before. Why don't we search online?"

  "It's just the three rascals who are pulling customers."

  Lu Shi Peng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, the thousand gold of the Public Security Bureau's family wants to buy three bicycles, who would believe it if they said it, it must be that the opening method was wrong, and the ears were malfunctioning.

  "Recently, a friend's three-wheeled motorcycle was confiscated by the traffic police, and this matter is our fault, so we want to compensate him with a new one."

  Lu Shi Peng finally understood, "I see, this kind of three-wheeled vehicle that can carry passengers is indeed for sale, and it doesn't cost more than 10,000 yuan. However, the traffic police department is cracking down on these illegal motorized tricycles, so even if you buy one for him, he won't be able to drive it."

  Qianqian and Song Shuang exchanged a glance, "Yes, even if we buy it, we can't drive it, that's just a waste of money."

  Song Shuang quickly made a decision: "Then compensate him with a better motorcycle."

  "What brand? What displacement? What style? Road racing or off-road, or big wheel?"

  Song Shuang shook her head: "I don't understand."

  Lu Shi Peng said helplessly, "Then tell me what price range you're looking for and what your requirements are."

  Song Shuang thought for a moment and said: "Within 30,000 yuan, I only have that much money left. As for the requirements... he's 1.8 meters tall, has dark skin, likes to wear jeans and motorcycle boots, very cool, must match his style."

  Lu Shi Peng scratched his head, this task is really challenging, but it's not impossible for him.

  "There's a bike that I think is quite suitable, the domestic Jialing JH600, it's the largest displacement and most expensive motorcycle in China, with a very powerful appearance, suitable for you."

  Song Shuang immediately took out the iPad to go online, Baidu Jialing 600, flipped through some pictures and discussed with Qianqian, made a decision, and bought it!

  Omi City is a motorcycle-banned city, and motorcycle specialty stores are all located in the suburbs, mainly selling to farmers in the county. At the Jalin specialty store, there was only one JH600 military green bicycle as the treasure of the store, and the manager directly quoted 49,800 yuan.

  Song Shuang panicked and said there wasn't that much money, Qianqian asked the manager if it could be cheaper, the manager smiled and shook his head, the attitude clearly showed he didn't want to sell.

  Lu Shi Peng sneered and picked up his phone to make a call, he was on an imperial mission, the entire traffic police system's resources were at his disposal.

  Within ten minutes, the manager's phone rang. After answering it, his face changed greatly and he quickly put on a flattering expression, saying that this was a display car and could be sold for 19,800 yuan after a discount of one million. He also offered to give away five hundred yuan worth of oil coupons, as well as tools, spare parts, helmets, etc., and would handle the registration of the license plate in the county area.

  Lu Shi-peng smiled and said: "Don't worry about the license plate, manager. We have a stock market license plate."

  The manager was shocked on the spot. Although Jinjiang City banned motorcycles, it only prohibited new licenses from being issued. One vehicle would be scrapped and one would disappear, so the total number wouldn't increase. This old man opened his mouth and said that new licenses were being issued in the downtown area, showing how great his energy was.

  Lu Shi Peng secretly smiled in his heart. Would he randomly spread the secret that one of these two ladies was the daughter of the Director and the other was the daughter of the Commander?

  Song Shuang took out his bank card and paid on the spot, buying away the shop's treasure.

  Two girls won't drive this cross-country motorcycle, hand it over to Lu Shipeng to take it to the vehicle management office for registration. All subsequent matters don't need them to worry about it at all. Lu Shipeng handled all the procedures, including purchase tax, new license plate, driving permit, and urban restricted area pass, all in one go, only taking half a day, more than half of which was spent chatting and smoking at the vehicle management office. The specific affairs were left to the little shrimp to run errands.

  The car was bought, but how to deliver it to Liu Handong became a big problem. Song Shuang didn't know where Liu Handong lived and he didn't respond to WeChat messages. Remembering that Wang Xing said Liu Handong had been arranged to work at Qing Shi High-tech, Song Shuang took the mini Cooper with Qianqian and drove to Qing Shi High-tech with a small truck carrying the motorcycle.

  As a result, they didn't even get to enter the main gate. The person said that Liu Handong indeed used to work there, but had already been fired. As for why he was fired and where he lived now, no information could be provided.

  "This is the end, what to do if can't find anyone?" Qianqian spread out her hands.

  "There's a way." Song Shuang took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wang Xing, asking for Liu Handong's address.

  The information came back quickly, saying it was on Tiehua Street in Huahuo Village, Southeast Suburbs.

  "Go, to Tiehua Street." Song Shuang would not give up until she reached her goal.

  Suddenly, her mobile phone rang, it was a call from the student union.

  "Shuang Shuang said that students will let us go, the closing ceremony of the International University Debate Competition is not good if we don't go." Qianqian put down the phone and said.

  "Okay, first go to the debate venue, then head to Tiehua Street."

  ……

  Mei Jie's 10-yuan casual hair salon was closed for two days, and seeing no movement, it quietly reopened. Less than half an hour after opening the rolling shutter door, business arrived, with four new faces, dressed in a very rustic style, matching the customer positioning of the hair salon.

  "How much for a massage?" The newcomer seemed very familiar with this line of business and went straight to the point as soon as he entered.

  "Two hundred." Xiaoya flicked off the cigarette ash and gave a flirtatious glance.

  "How much discount can we get for four of us?"

  "Big brother, it's against policy, how about I give you 20% off next time?"

  The men walked straight in, chattering and laughing, holding their phones with the camera function open. Mei Jie came out to greet them, striking a pose and taking one of the men's arms, pulling him towards her room. Little Yan, who was sitting on a small stool fishing, peeked through the door gap, knowing that her mother was about to do business. She quickly opened the cabinet door and hid inside, stretching out her hand to close the door behind her, locking herself in the endless darkness.

  Four people came, the hair salon only had three people to deal with, and the creek didn't do this kind of business. Mei Jie gave a wink, Nana quickly ran out and went to another hair salon 50 meters away to call over Xiaoli to save the situation.

  Xiao Lili ran over, Nana looked around and pulled down the roller shutter to avoid disturbing the guests.

  Across the street, a man in a civilian-plated van picked up the intercom: "All units stand by."

  Mei pulled a man into the bedroom, lifted her skirt up, not wearing any underwear, washed her hands in the basin, lay on the bed with legs spread apart: "Big brother, let's do it."

  The man undid his belt, and a large bunch of keys on his waistband jingled loudly. He had just taken off his pants and climbed onto the bed when there was a fierce knocking at the door. Immediately afterwards, the back door of the inner courtyard was kicked open, and a group of auxiliary police wearing steel helmets and camouflage uniforms, carrying batons, rushed in, kicking open all the doors and taking control of the clients and the prostitutes.

  Mei's sister hadn't even had time to pull down her skirt when the man pressed her onto the bed. A group of people rushed in, snapping photos with cameras, and the condom on the bedside was taken as evidence. The auxiliary police dragged Mei's sister away, put handcuffs on her back, and took her out.

  As she stepped out of the door, Mei Jie turned her head and took a glance at the cabinet, fearing that Little Swallow would make a sound.

  The little swallow crouched in the pitch-black cupboard, silent as can be.

  Everyone else in the house was dragged out, the stern shouts of the auxiliary police officers were endless. Xuanji was cooking rice in the kitchen when the sudden event left her at a loss. Suddenly someone kicked open the kitchen door, grabbed her hair and pulled her out, shouting: "There's another one here!"