Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

What is the most tragic thing in life as a top?

That is forced to become a bottom.

And being a bottom is not the most tragic thing, the most tragic thing is that when you are forced to be a bottom and open your eyes, a room full of white stripes, strange naked men and women blinds your aluminum alloy dog ​​eyes, and the police With a serious face, he charged you with a crime called: Gathering crowds to commit prostitution.

Whether there is drug use, waiting for urine test certificate.

Pang Yi wanted to overturn the table, but it was a pity that Song Feile turned him into a half-disabled person yesterday, he walked with a limp, and now he only had one mouth to explain.

"A hundred times, I still don't know this group of people. I don't know why they are in my house. This is trespassing."

"We received a report from the masses, saying that you gathered a crowd to piao prostitution." The policeman was very upright and repeated the charges.

Fuck!Song Feile really has you!Pang Yi immediately knew who made this mess.

It was just the crime of gathering crowds for prostitution, and Pang Yi was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached. When he opened his eyes in the morning, he was stunned. On the floor, on the sofa and on the edge of the bed, there were men and women who had slept for a while, all in the same light. yo.And that bastard Song Feile had long since disappeared, leaving behind all kinds of messy things on the bed and the faint scent of sandalwood after passion in the air.

Pang Yi's legs were trembling, and his back was sticky and wet. Before he had time to clean himself up, the police broke into the door. After seeing the situation in the room and Pang Yi's own situation, he solemnly showed his ID card. Pang Yi explained I repeated it a hundred times, but the other party didn't listen. They only said that they had received a report from the masses and were conducting a routine investigation.Naturally, Pang Yi didn't know the men and women in this room, so the police took it for granted that he was charged with gang sex.

"Mr. Pang, I hope you will cooperate with the police." The policeman who took the record was also one of the personnel on the scene yesterday, and reminded solemnly.

"Officer, I have said countless times that I was definitely framed by someone. I can't handle so many people, can I?" Pang Yi was already explaining dryly.

The police officer scribbled the record on the paper with a pen, "Framed? By whom?"

Pang Yi was speechless for a moment.

Although he was absolutely sure in his heart that Song Feile must have made this monster moth, but at the moment he was purely angry and couldn't vent his anger.

I think I am unlucky.

"Officer, give me back my cell phone. I still need to contact my family." He had to call Officer Liang above him to get in touch, and he didn't want to get entangled in this situation any longer.

After some back-and-forth, the police officer finally agreed to return the phone to Pang Yi in the transcript last night. Pang Yi immediately dialed the phone number of Officer Liang, who had often cooperated with him in the past. Pang Yi looked at the flashing icons on the screen suspiciously, thinking, he might be doing something else, wait a minute.

After a while, Pang Yi called again, but still no one answered, and when he called again, the phone was turned off.Pang Yi was rejected, so he had to call Assistant Pei to negotiate according to normal procedures. Spending money on bail is unavoidable. The most important thing is that he figured it out, the sooner the better.

I feel uncomfortable all over, especially the back. If he can still compete with the police here, it is really willful!

When the phone was connected, Secretary Lin's staid voice remained the same for several years.

"Hello Mr. Pang."

Pang Yi briefly explained the current situation and what to do next, then hung up the phone and waited for Miss Lin to come over to deal with it. Other men and women in the room took notes one after another, some were still detained, and some had already been released. , He was locked in a separate small room, anxiously waiting for Miss Lin's reply.

Enduring strong physical discomfort, Pang Yi has never felt that time passes so slowly, and what happened yesterday is simply unbearable to look directly at, Pang Yi subconsciously wants to ignore, and the red and white staggered traces on the inner thighs have dried up. It also clearly reminded him of the tragedy of the Waterloo incident.

"Shirt!!!" Pang Yi kicked the chair flying, and then screamed "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"!

his waist!waist!waist! ! ! !

Song Feile! !You wait! !You wait! ! ! !

Don't think it's over! ! ! ! !

He must break it back!break back! !

While swearing in his heart, Uncle Pang rubbed his sprained waist and lay down on the table to vent his anger.

The long-awaited phone finally rang, and Pang Yi picked it up to answer it full of anticipation. Before Secretary Lin could speak, he asked eagerly, "What should I say? Can I go now?"

"No." Secretary Lin is definitely a professional householder.

"What's the situation?" Pang Yi asked angrily.

"Originally, it was [-] days of administrative detention. After negotiations with lawyers, the sentence was re-sentenced and detained for [-] days."

"Damn it!!" Pang swears out loudly, does that mean he will stay here for another five days?

"Hey...President Pang." It was rare to hear Miss Lin sigh. "Recently, the whole country has been rectified, and Feng Yasong's side is not peaceful. We have already received several fines from the government."

Pang Yi frowned upon hearing this, and did not speak again.

Five days said it was difficult, and it was indeed difficult. When Pang Yi finally survived the five days that seemed like years, he wondered if he had stayed there for five years.During these five days, Pang Yi greeted Song Feile with a cursing text message every day.In short, there is no repetition of samples in five days.

However, when Young Master Song receives abusive text messages every day, he pushes them as Netease news facts, and when the corner of his mouth curls up, he pretends that there is no such thing. Therefore, Pang Yi's attacks are completely ignored, like punches in cotton, leaving no trace.

This day, Secretary Lin arranged everything and came to welcome Pang Yi out. The police officer looked at the fine and bail documents submitted and said, wait, this has to go through a procedure, and our leader needs to sign it before it can be implemented.After waiting for another half afternoon, when Pang Yi was finally able to come out after the signing, Uncle Pang's first words with a dark face were, "Didn't you say that you can come out in the morning? How did you get it so far?" Up and down, worrying that things will change midway.

Secretary Lin kept a straight face, "I need the leader's signature."

"What kind of bad boss is such a stinky air, waiting for a long time?" Pang Yi took the jacket handed over by Miss Lin angrily, and complained as he put it on.

"Liu Xingzhi."

"!!" Pang Yi couldn't even button his clothes in shock.

"Senior Inspector Liu Xingzhi asked for leave this morning because he was going to school to pick up friends for dinner."

"What kind of stupid friend is so stinky, it takes a long time to eat a meal?"

"Song Feile, Xi Siyuan, Meng Qi... It is said that a group of people grew up with childhood sweethearts."

Pang Yi had a faint feeling of being put on by Song Feile again, so uncomfortable that his face was still ugly when he got into the car.Assistant Pei was naturally very happy to see the salary-paying boss come back. He opened the door attentively, handed water and wet tissues, and then he seemed to have discovered something, and said suspiciously:

"Huh? Mr. Pang, what happened to your waist?"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!Pang Yi gave him a hard look, and his face was covered with another layer of frost.

Assistant Pei fell silent.

The boss seemed very angry, probably there was nothing good to eat that night.I don't know whether the east wind overwhelms the west wind or the west wind overwhelms the east wind for him and that young master Song.

Miss Lin sent Pang Yi to another residence in the bustling area of ​​the city.The decoration style is gorgeous and the colors are rich. To Pang Yi alone, this 210-ping apartment looks quite empty.When the door was opened, the nanny had just finished tidying up the room. Since Pang Yi hadn't come for a long time, she also seemed very surprised.

After dismissing the nanny, the first thing Pang Yi did was to rush into the master bedroom and try to strip off all the clothes he had worn for five days.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he stopped and called Assistant Pei to stop.

Secretary Lin had already reached the door, and Assistant Pei was waiting for his instructions with his eyes open.

Pang Yi didn't want to live in the villa in Muma Mountain in 800, and he couldn't remember it anymore. He called Assistant Pei to sell the house as soon as he came.After hearing what the boss meant, Assistant Pei raised his eyes in surprise, "Mr. Pang, don't you like it there? Why suddenly..." Assistant Pei still clearly remembered the day when he got the keys to the house, and Mr. Pang was so happy that he drank too much , very drunk.

Everyone thought that Pang Yi really loved the small villa in Muma Mountain, but only Pang Yi understood the meaning of this house in his heart.This is the first house he bought with his own hands when he was reborn into this world.So in a sense, it was indeed his favorite place.

But...over there...he and Song Feile...

Fuck!Pang Yi shook his head angrily, and glared at Assistant Pei, "Sell as soon as you tell me! Why are there so many?"

Assistant Pei fell silent again.

Boss, is this the menopause?It has been abnormal since the very beginning.

After Assistant Pei and Miss Lin left, Pang Yi was the only one left in the empty house.Pang Yi couldn't take it anymore and stripped naked. He had been enduring it these days, and the wound on his back had dried up. Sometimes he could smell the smell of sweat and fish.He was obviously very hot, but he was worried that Assistant Pei would smell something strange, so he abruptly put on a coat on a hot day.

Hot water poured down from the top of his head, and Pang Yi stood under the water to feel the comfort of the hot water caressing his body. Although he didn't want to, he still had to stretch his hands behind to clean up belatedly.The pain in the lower body was no longer as painful as it was at the beginning, and the mouth began to close. Pang Yi thought depressingly, why would he use the ointment he bought for others to use on himself today?

This is simply a cup.

However, Song Feile, I will never end with you! ! !