The Beautiful CEO's Close Bodyguard

Chapter 654: Chapter 0656 Young Master Nangong

Lin Zhao quickly grabbed a person and anxiously asked, "Were you just standing here? Was it him who beat me up like this?"

The person Lin Zhao dragged over was also timid. He glanced at Chu Ge and then at Lin Zhao. Lin Zhao was not someone he could afford to offend. If he didn’t help Lin Zhao, who knew if he might encounter retaliation from him someday on the street.

However, he truly hadn’t seen how Lin Zhao’s arm got dislocated. He couldn’t bring himself to lie and wrong someone.

In his dilemma, Lin Zhao grew impatient. He pushed the man to the ground and pulled another person out, "Tell me! What exactly happened just now?"

Compared to the previous passerby, this person was more alert. Having grown up here, he was well aware of Lin Zhao’s background and his connections with the police station. He knew it would be very unwise to offend Lin Zhao.

The scale in his heart had long been tipped in Lin Zhao’s favor. So, when Lin Zhao pulled him over, he quickly pointed at Chu Ge and said, "It was him! He was the one who hit Lin Zhao."

Chu Ge slightly raised his eyebrows but didn’t get flustered by the accusation. A smirk played at the corner of his lips - indeed, he was the one who acted, so what was being said wasn’t incorrect.

Seeing this, a sinister smile appeared on Lin Zhao’s face. He stepped forward, pointing at Chu Ge and said to the police officer, "Officer, did you hear that? It was him! He’s the one who beat me up like this. Hurry up and arrest him!"

The police glanced at him, annoyed. Although they had a good relationship with Lin Zhao, it didn’t mean Lin Zhao could command them.

Aware he had overstepped, Lin Zhao gulped, softening his voice, "Officer, please make sure justice is served for me. Look at my arm, I still dare not move it. I might be disabled now!"

As he spoke, Lin Zhao even started to cry with a pained expression, though no tears were seen on his face.

The police officer stepped forward and asked a few routine questions, then asked Chu Ge, "Are you looking to settle this privately or how?"

Chu Ge chuckled lightly, "Settle privately? What do you mean by settling it privately?"

The officer knew Lin Zhao was after money, but looking at Chu Ge’s attire, he didn’t seem wealthy.

"You’ve injured someone, naturally, you should compensate the medical expenses," the officer said, "As for the rest, you can negotiate privately."

Chu Ge chuckled again but remained silent.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao exclaimed, "It’s not just the medical bills! There’s also my mental anguish compensation! He injured me and even caused me to miss work! He should also pay for my lost wages!"

Chu Ge just looked at him coldly and said indifferently, "What if I refuse to pay?"

"Refuse?" Lin Zhao scoffed dismissively, "If you don’t pay, I’ll make sure you rot in jail forever!"

Lin Zhao said it loudly, and everyone around heard it.

Because of this, the officer’s face darkened as he looked at Lin Zhao displeased, "Lin Zhao, do you think you can just send anyone to jail?"

Caught off guard, Lin Zhao coughed awkwardly, trying to laugh it off, "No, no, no, I was just speaking hastily. Look at his attitude, not sincere at all. If you don’t teach him a lesson, he won’t submit."

Lin Zhao whispered a few more words in the officer’s ear. The specifics weren’t clear to those around, but Chu Ge heard everything clearly.

"Officer, if you help me out this time, I will surely put in a good word for you with the Nangong Family."

At that, the police officer’s eyes lit up. He had been stuck in this small station for seven-eight years, tired of it and always seeking promotion, but his chance had never come, leaving him frustrated as others advanced. If Lin Zhao could put in a good word with the Nangong Family, perhaps he could bypass normal procedures and advance directly.

With a quiet cough and a leap in his heart, the officer maintained a calm face but said to Chu Ge, "Look, it’s not easy doing business around here. You’ve already offended the neighbors; might as well give a little compensation. Regardless, you did dislocate someone’s arm; you should at least cover the medical expenses."

To Chu Ge, the officer’s words sounded nice, but it felt like they were in collusion.

"How much compensation exactly?"

Chu Ge’s expression slowly changed as he stared at the officer and said, "I won’t pay him a dime. If you’re thinking of taking me to the police station, better consider if you can handle the responsibility."

"Hey!" Before the officer could speak, Lin Zhao chimed in coldly, sneering, "What, you want to threaten the police?"

Hearing Lin Zhao, the officer’s face showed displeasure. He was an official after all, and being disregarded like this made him increasingly resentful.

This became an opportunity to vent all his frustration on Chu Ge, "Fine! Since you don’t want to settle it quietly, then come back to the station with me."

Chu Ge had no objections; going to the station was going to the station, did they really think they could lock him up for years?

Lin Zhao watched Chu Ge smugly, with a look of someone pleased with himself, and said, "You just wait, kid. Once you’re in, I’ll make sure you suffer!"

Thus, Chu Ge left with the police. The decorator who was involved watched anxiously but dared not step forward to help Chu Ge, only able to watch helplessly as he was taken away.

One of his apprentices couldn’t help but step forward and asked, "Master, why don’t you step forward to help our old boss?"

The decorator sighed lightly, "We all work in this area. We can offend anyone but not Lin Zhao."

"But it was clearly Lin Zhao who came to collect protection fees first. Why should our old boss take the blame?"

"What do you know? Lin Zhao has the backing." noveldrama

The decorator sighed regretfully, shook his head, and said, "The way things are nowadays..."

The apprentice seemed discontent, "But our old boss has a good background too. Wasn’t it Young Master Nangong from the Nangong Family who hired us to decorate for the old boss previously?"

This reminder startled the decorator.

He slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Right! How could I forget that!"

He hurriedly pulled out his phone, scrolled to a number he had contacted before, and made a call...