In the past week, Song Yeyuan has been in Yuncheng and has not appeared again, nor has he given any instructions to Ge Linghui. However, the other party is doing everything as usual and is quite calm.
Wang Changbiao, on the other hand, was extremely busy. That day he discovered that the documents in the safe had been stolen, and he immediately suspected Yan Bang. As a result, he just called Gao Zhaolong and hinted that he had lost something. Gao Zhaolong smiled and said, "That's a coincidence. My second boss also happened to be dead."
As for how he died and how he resolved the matter afterwards, Gao Zhaolong remained tight-lipped. The phone call between the two parties was acrimonious and ended in nothing.
Wang Changbiao felt that the death of the boxing ring boss was strange, and Gao Zhaolong even felt that Wang Changbiao's things were thrown away suspiciously. Once the relationship that was originally used to pinch each other's veins was impacted, it instantly became like walking on thin ice.
The Ye Gang disappeared in the troubled area. Song Ye appeared in the boxing ring that day for only half an hour. Afterwards, he returned to Yuncheng without any trace. Wang Changbiao had no idea that a third party was involved among them.
For a whole week, Wang Changbiao didn't look for Ge Linghui, and it seemed that even the person next to him became suspicious. Gao Zhaolong also kept an eye on the movements in the boxing ring, waiting for the boy's figure to appear again that day.
At this time, no one could have imagined that Song Ye, the person who disturbed the peace in Shishi, would walk into the home of the top leader in Shishi as an ordinary middle school student.
It was rare for the housekeeper to see Xu Zihang bring his classmates back. He had already arranged everything and stood at the gate to greet the guests, "Welcome to Xu's house. This is the first time for the young master to bring his classmates back. I have prepared snacks in the living room. Over here please."
Xu Zihang nodded, and after walking into the living room with others, he didn't see Ge Linghui, so he asked cautiously, "Where is Aunt Hui?" To call this stepmother, he could call her aunt, which was the maximum tolerance.
"My wife is upstairs with my husband to greet the guests."
"Well, let's go down." Hearing the butler's answer, Xu Zihang curled his lips inaudibly, leaned next to Song Ye and muttered, "I guess he is a man who can give her jade." That's why he was so active in showing off. .
Song Ye was not surprised after hearing this. Ge Linghui was a dead pig now and was not afraid of boiling water. She already had the handle in her hands and no longer had to be secretive about doing things.
But hooking up with someone in the Xu family is really impressive.
It was the first time for the teenagers to visit the mayor's house. They sat on the leather sofa for the first time. The expressions on their faces were still in a daze.
"It seems that after meeting the boss, my world has changed." Wang Tiechuan looked at the mural on the wall and suddenly sighed.
Everyone else nodded and agreed unanimously. In just a few months, there have been fights, shootings, boxing rings, gangs, and even the mayor's house. These experiences have been much more colorful than they were in the past.
Xu Zihang had to nod in agreement. Song Ye was indeed a very magical person.
Just as the teenagers were curiously visiting the mansion, the sound of footsteps and the hearty laughter of a man came from the stairs.
"Haha, you're welcome, Mr. Qin, please stay for lunch." Xu Fangsheng walked in front, laughing and seemed to be in a good mood. In a blink of an eye, he saw Xu Zihang standing in the living room, he was stunned for a moment and then smiled: "Zi Hang is back, come quickly and see Mr. Qin."
When Xu Zihang saw the tall figure at the top of the stairs, he was also stunned. It was him.
Qin Zhan's eyes paused for a second on his surprised face, and then he glanced around the living room. Being swept by the deep and sharp sword-like gaze, all the teenagers stood up unconsciously and straightened their backs. , tensed his nerves.
Only one person present did not move.
Ta-ta-ta-ta, steady footsteps came slowly, stepping into the living room step by step, and finally stopped on the sofa with its back to the stairs.
When the big palm fell on Song Ye's head, a calm voice came into his ears, "You seem to really don't want to see me."
This is not a question, but an affirmation.
In Song Ye's opinion, this was even more nonsense.
She really didn't expect to meet Qin Zhan here.
After knocking off the other person's hand with a snap, she stood up from the sofa and said calmly with a cold face: "Don't touch my head."
Although she spoke expressionlessly, Qin Zhan could still detect her depressed mood. The lines on his similarly cold face softened. He suddenly changed his mind and turned around to say hello to Xu Fangsheng, "Now that I have met a friend, , I’ll trouble Mayor Xu at noon.”
"Haha, that's a coincidence. Let's eat in the garden at noon. Young people are more lively." Xu Fangsheng was surprised at Song Ye's beauty at first sight, and then he was surprised that she and Qin Zhan knew each other, and wanted to say hello more He looked at his son and other classmates, but he didn't want to be called out by a phone call. Before leaving, he asked the housekeeper to ask Ge Linghui to come down and greet the guests.
It was still some time before lunch, so everyone had to sit in the living room with the TV on.
Because of Qin Zhan's participation, the originally lively atmosphere became a little strange.
"What are you doing here?" On the sofa, Qin Zhan crossed his legs and drank coffee, his voice cold.
"Come to visit a classmate's house." On the other end of the sofa, Song Ye also crossed his legs, holding a magazine in his hand, and asked casually, "What about you?"
With a click, the coffee was put back on the table. Qin Zhan raised his hand to indicate to her, "Visit appropriately."
Appropriate visit? Whether it was the man's status as a colonel or his own way of doing things, Song Ye couldn't believe this kind of nonsense.
Catching a glimpse of his movements, she handed over the only military magazine in her hand rather boringly. Although the two of them didn't get along for a long time, both of them were people with extremely high insight, and their words and deeds were in perfect harmony with each other.
However, the moment Song Ye stretched out his hand, Qin Zhan suddenly raised his hand to attack her. The neat and clean fist was so fast that he almost reached his eyes in the blink of an eye.
Song Ye's brows turned cold and he threw the magazine in his hand. He raised his hand to block the opponent's fist. Then he moved his wrist and grabbed the opponent's arm. The other hand followed the magazine to attack the opponent's face very quickly.
With a snap, the magazine fell on Qin Zhan's lap, and the fist stopped just in front of the bridge of his nose. Looking at the little hedgehog who had leaned forward and exposed his claws, his face showed a trace of curvature, "The arm is recovering well." .”
"Well, everything's fine." Song Ye loosened the grip on his hands, returned to his seat, picked up a magazine and read it again, but his expression was a little ugly.
Admittedly, she knew Qin Zhan's intention when the opponent punched, but the opponent didn't even move his shoulders when punching, but she had to lean forward to reach the opponent's face. This difference in body shape made her feel depressed. .