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When the police car stopped in front of the brick kiln's gate, Wu Youshan had already unlocked the tightly closed gate and cheerfully greeted the two officers getting out of the car.
Wu Youshan: "Director Zhao, Officer Yu, what brings you here?"
"What's going on? The electricity folks came to inspect, so why didn't you open the door?" Zhao Zhengyu, with a loud voice and brisk stride, stormed in.
Looking at Wu Youshan's fawning attitude, the three people were well aware—he was just catering to whoever was in charge.
Tian Quan was displeased. He daringly said, "Director Zhao, thank goodness you all came! Otherwise, the door wouldn't have opened, and the three of us would be dried out like jerky under this sun." He then sarcastically added to Wu Youshan, "Right, the police come, and the door swings open nice and fast."
Wu Youshan felt guilty. "Hey brother, you can't say that."