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On Monday morning, the Longjing tea I brewed had just stretched out in the cup, and the fragrance had not yet completely dissipated. A cautious inquiry came from the office door, is the leader here? I put down the newspaper in my hand and saw two people standing at the door: a thin young man with brown glasses, holding a bamboo hat in both hands, standing at attention with his legs, smiling at me nervously; the other was a uniformed building security guard, holding a walkie-talkie in one hand, with the other on his hip, keeping a distance of one person from him, so that he could be grabbed and sent out at any time. When the security guard saw me raising my head, he quickly explained that this man said that the police beat him and wanted to find your leader to solve the problem. He has been waiting downstairs for a long time, so I will bring him up. What should you do? I looked at my colleagues in the office. Lao Zhang, who was closest to the door, was still reading his newspaper and was a little fascinated; Xiao Huang, who was opposite, was laboriously clicking the mouse and obviously had no time to care about it.