138: Chapter 138 Director Qin, what are you doing here!

Qin Chuan reacted quickly; there was no way he would let him snatch it. He dodged, and instead of putting his phone away immediately, he continued filming.

While filming, he said loudly, "I can testify that this stall is indeed short-changing customers. My phone only weighs 140 grams, but when I put it on the scale, it weighed 181 grams. I suspect this is a 'rigged scale'."

The man in the uniform ignored him completely and continued to warn him, "Put your phone away, or believe it or not, I'll smash it!"

Another person with a red armband also warned, "Did you hear that? The boss told you to put your phone away, and you're still filming!"

The ones wearing red armbands were from the market management, while the man in the uniform was an official staff member of the Market Supervision Bureau.

Like the urban management officers, official staff of the Market Supervision Bureau wear official uniforms.

Feeling that he had filmed enough, Qin Chuan put his phone away and said, "I said I could testify for this auntie; there is indeed a problem with this scale. I suggest you check this scale first before saying anything else."

The man in the uniform said disdainfully, "Are you trying to teach us how to do our jobs?"

Qin Chuan retorted, "As staff of the Market Supervision Bureau, shouldn't you take problems reported by the public seriously!"

"Young man, forget it. You can't beat them; be careful not to bring trouble upon yourself," an elderly man in his sixties or seventies advised from the side.

Sure enough, the man in the uniform started making threats: "You, you, and you, come with us to the office."

After saying this, he turned and walked away first.

The two people with red armbands quickly grabbed the beef stall owner and the auntie, then pointed at Qin Chuan and said, "You come too."

Qin Chuan wanted to see what they were going to do next, so he followed them calmly, without the slightest bit of fear.

The auntie, on the other hand, started to get a little scared and whispered, "Young man, I've dragged you into this. I won't ask him to make up for the half-jin of beef. Is that okay? Let's just let this matter go."

Qin Chuan said nothing.

He knew in his heart that things would likely not be so simple. Whether it was the market management personnel or that Market Supervision Bureau staff member, they were clearly biased.

The Market Supervision Bureau had a management station at this farmers' market, a section-level unit with dedicated office space and seven or eight staff members.

It was located right inside the farmers' market, in the same office building as the market management.

Qin Chuan and the others were taken to the management station established here by the Market Supervision Bureau. Upon entering an office, those two "red armbands" from the market management followed them in as well.

There were no onlookers here, so the man in the uniform felt very confident. The first thing he did was demand that Qin Chuan delete the video.

"Give me your phone. You must delete the video you just recorded."

Qin Chuan said, "Why should I delete it? Do you think this shouldn't see the light of day?"

One of the "red armbands" nearby acted like a lackey. They usually fawned over the Market Supervision Bureau staff, and this time was no different.

"The boss told you to delete it, so hurry up and take out your phone. Don't force us to take action."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit off, the auntie clearly softened and immediately spoke up for Qin Chuan, "Boss, I don't want that half-jin of beef anymore. Let's just let the matter go. Can we leave now?"

The man in the uniform snorted coldly, "What do you think?"

The beef stall owner said, "Want to leave? It's not that easy. You've affected my business; you must pay compensation and apologize."

"Ah, I have to pay compensation?" The auntie was slightly startled, "How... how much do I have to pay?"

If it were one or two hundred, she was prepared to accept it, just to pay to avoid trouble.

The beef stall owner said, "Pay two thousand. At least two thousand, and you have to apologize to me."

"Two... two thousand!"

Everyone was shocked, thinking they had misheard. They stared blankly at the beef stall owner, then said to the man in the uniform, "Boss, this... we have to pay compensation?"

The man in the uniform said coldly, "Making you pay is light. You affected his business and disrupted market order. Two thousand is a small amount; I originally intended to fine you five thousand."

The auntie's eyes turned red; she felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

She had clearly been short-changed, yet not only did no one uphold justice for her, they instead demanded she pay compensation and apologize, and two thousand yuan at that.

The man in the uniform's gaze fell on Qin Chuan again, and he warned, "Delete the video on your phone, otherwise, don't think about leaving here."

Qin Chuan scoffed, "What, are you planning to set up a kangaroo court and detain me? Who is your boss? Call him over."

"Oh, you've got quite a big attitude," the man in the uniform said. "Who do you think you are, wanting to see our boss?"

"Old Zhang, Old Liu, get his phone out." The man in the uniform didn't want to waste words and directly ordered the two "red armbands" to take action.

Qin Chuan shouted, "Let's see who dares!"

One shout stopped them. He then took out his phone, ready to call Director Huang and have him bring a few bureau leaders over.

Damn it, this is outrageous!

Too lawless!

Just because they have a little bit of power in their hands, they act like they can piss on everyone's heads. Such people must be dealt with severely.

The call connected quickly. Qin Chuan said sternly, "Director Huang, notify the bureau leaders who are in the office and have them all come to the Nanhua Farmers' Market management station!"

Sensing the tone of his boss, Director Huang knew something must have happened. He wondered which blind fool had run into the muzzle of Director Qin's gun again.

"Okay, we'll be there right away!"

Director Huang didn't waste words, agreed, hung up the phone, and then hurriedly went to notify the few bureau leaders who were in the office.

The man in the uniform seemed very confident and wasn't afraid at all. After Qin Chuan finished the call, he scoffed, "Putting on an act, trying to look the part. Let me tell you, impersonating a leader is grounds for detention."

Qin Chuan said, "Whether it's impersonation or not, you'll know soon enough. I advise you to first think about your own actions just now."

The management station wasn't big, just a few offices and seven or eight people. The station chief was named Director Yang Sheng, a section-level official who had been in this position for several years and dreamed of taking a step up to become an enviable deputy section-level official.

Just a moment ago, he had gone to the bureau, wanting to show his face to Director Qin and leave a good impression on the leader, but unfortunately, the leader wasn't in the office.

He returned a bit disappointed and sat in his office, thinking to himself that he would go again tomorrow; he absolutely had to show his face to the leader.

While he was thinking about this, he heard some commotion, as if there was an argument.

What on earth is going on?

Who is arguing over there?

Director Yang Sheng stood up, pushed the door open, and walked into the office. He saw quite a few people inside: his subordinate Wu Neng, and two people with red armbands—he recognized them as people from the farmers' market management.

There were also three other people, one of whom was a young man.

When his gaze fell on Qin Chuan, he was slightly stunned. His first reaction was: Why does this young man look a bit like Director Qin?

He realized it very quickly and was shocked!

This wasn't just "a bit like"; it was clearly Director Qin himself.

Suddenly, cold sweat almost broke out on Director Yang Sheng. He steeled himself, feeling a bit nervous and uneasy, and said, "Director Qin, why are you here!"