On this side, Lin Yuqi had just left, He Jiacheng was yawning and walked towards Sima Chaofeng.

Sima Chaofeng hasn't seen this guy for many days, and I don't know what this guy has been busy with in recent days.

The storm of He Zongming's whitewashing continues, and the Hanchang Road is surging, and there are many incidents of hot and union among major gangs.

The police in Hanchang are a little worried these days, and from time to time you can hear the sound of a siren cutting through the sky day and night.

"Where are you going these days? Are you evaporating the world?"

"I'm helping my uncle. He has a headache these days, and the troubles are a little overwhelmed."

With this simple sentence from He Jiacheng, Sima Chaofeng knew that He Zongming gave up his territory because of the fact that he started to wash the land, and those gangs who were eyeing these territory on weekdays no longer took care of the matter of washing the land, and they were bleeding from the head for the land.

"Teacher Sima, I used to think that being a bad guy was a very glorious thing. If you get along well, you can walk sideways on the road. I never thought that this road was not that easy to walk. No wonder my uncle always opposed me interfering in his gang."

Sima Chaofeng patted He Jiacheng on the shoulder, "Your uncle is right, because he has been walking on this road for too long and knows the depth of this water. He can't help but have to take care of many things. Now he wants to retreat but has to take care of many things."

Gangster whitewashing is different from company transformation. If the company's transformation does not improve, it will at most economic losses will occur.

When gangsters are whitewashed, they need to consider all aspects of the influence. The heavy pressure from the whitewashed also makes the gang that wants to whitewashed cannot kick.

He Jiacheng nodded thoughtfully.

He Zongming used to vaguely expressing himself in front of Sima Chaofeng that he did not want his nephew to follow his old path.

He has been in the underworld for too long and has too many enemies. Maybe one day he will be chopped into honeycomb coal in bed late at night. He Zongming's concerns are reasonable.

When he was in power, he could rely on his influence in the gang to make some evil people scruple and dare not easily violate Qin Huang Ji.

Now that I want to clean up, many things cannot be solved by fighting, killing and killing.

Since the territories have been washed away, the previous territory will be given up and their own strength will decline. Those enemies who used to have the hearts of thieves but do not have the courage to take advantage of this opportunity to take revenge.

Today, Sima Chaofeng did not see the school policeman Wen Xia.

When he met Gudongtian walking outside the school, he learned from him that Wen Xia had been transferred back to the police station.

This situation was expected by Sima Chaofeng.

Because of the Qingming Gang's whitewashing, the road was full of storms and there were gang disputes every day. Just as people were being hired, as the captain of the second team of the former Hanchang Criminal Police Detachment, Wen Xia was destined not to stay in Jingying High School for too long.

Sima Chaofeng felt a little empty when he was missing. He was alone by the small lake, holding a handful of small stones in his hand, and threw a few at the lake from time to time.

The small pebbles jumped on the lake for a few times and finally sank into the bottom of the lake calmly.

"Brother Feng is here!"

Leng Yan, who had no classes, was walking by the small lake, and happened to meet Sima Chaofeng throwing stones by the lake.

The cool and beautiful style is still the kind of sports outfit, casual short-sleeved and sports pants.

Sima Chaofeng looked back at her and nodded as saying hello.

"Brother Feng is in a bad mood?"

"No!"

He threw away the last small stone in his hand and patted the dust on his hand. Sima Chaofeng sat on the bench next to him.

There are also many such benches in the park. Usually, couples like to hold hands and girls with their heads tilted and leaned on men's shoulders and say some stingy love words.

Leng Yan also sat down.

"This is what you said yourself. When a person is in a bad mood, he will throw small stones by the small lake to calm his mind."

"Well……"

Sima Chaofeng patted his forehead, and it seemed that he had actually said this.

Seeing Leng Yan, Sima Chaofeng remembered her wife, the mysterious lady of the chairman.

"A Yan, can you tell me some of the things about Mrs.?"

From the time when I knew that there was a mysterious female chairman paying attention to her, Sima Chaofeng vaguely felt that she had some unsolvable relationship with her.

It’s hard to explain the feeling, but there is certain connection, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

"this……"

It’s not that Leng Yan doesn’t want to say it, but she really doesn’t know much about her wife’s affairs.

The lady was very nice to her and she was relieved to leave some very important things to her.

The lady was as kind to her as her own child, and she did not simply treat her as her subordinate, a super bodyguard who protects her personal safety.

"Isn't it convenient to say?"

Sima Chaofeng felt that since people were rumored that the female chairman of Riyue Group was very mysterious, naturally others didn’t know much, and probably they wouldn’t allow people around them to reveal some personal matters to others.

Leng Yan shook her head slightly, "No, it's just that I don't know much about the private affairs of my wife. I heard that he has a husband, but I have never seen him before. When I am not in the company, she would joke with me if I have dinner with my wife, but whenever I want to hear about some of her past events, the wife always remained silent, with a hint of sadness in her eyes."

"It's been like this several times, but later I didn't dare to ask. In the eyes of others, the wife is a strong woman and the chairman of a huge consortium, but not to me. If she abandons the relationship between her boss, she is more like my relative."

A happy smile appeared on his cold face and looked at the lake.

Sima Chaofeng sighed slightly in his heart. It seemed that if he wanted to learn more about this mysterious woman, he had to find another way.

"You are a little similar to your wife!"

Leng Yan suddenly looked at Sima Chaofeng's face and carefully observed it. She found that they were so similar when they frowned and smiled.

"Her and me?"

These words surprised Sima Chaofeng. The two people who had never met before actually had similarities.

"Well, you look very similar to your wife when you frown, and the expression on the corners of your mouth when you smile."

Sima Chaofeng smiled and touched his scalp, "It's impossible, how could I be similar to her!"

"You may not believe it when you say it. I always think you two are relatives, like mother and son!"

Leng Yan has always seen Sima Chaofeng in high school and gradually got to know him. The feeling was very strong. Sima Chaofeng and his mysterious wife looked like mother and son.

"Ah? You must be an illusion. This is impossible. My parents had a car accident and went to heaven more than ten years ago."

Speaking of this, Sima Chaofeng looked a little sad.

Some pain remains forever in the heart, and some memories are unwilling to be revealed but can't stop thinking about them.

The scene of the car accident that the whole family had when they were six years old was still very clear in Sima Chaofeng's mind.

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