Twenty Eight

The police looked hesitantly from the ground where Bing lay helplessly, obviously looking like she had been roughed up to Natzin who stood unconcerned and unaffected by the situation and they nervously cleared their throat.

"Err, who are you miss?" One of the officers asked Natzin.

"I am Zhi Natzin, I own this company."

The officers exchanged confused glances with each other then looked at Natzin then back at each other.

"That is not the name on the arrest warrant is it?" One whispered to the other and he nodded in agreement.

"You own the company? Isn't that supposed to be a Miss Ran Bing?" The officer turned to Natzin.

"That would be her." She said and pointed at Bing who cowered. "Until today she was the owner."

"You are going to have to come down to the station with us for questioning involving allegations of corruption and misconduct in Zhi Luxury group Miss Ran Bing." The officer said as he helped Bing up to her feet.