This time it was a coincidence that everyone who went to the bathroom could hear the gang's internal secrets.
Last time, he knew in advance that Cheng Yuan was going to deal with the Night Gang by accident. This time, he knew in advance the inside information about the Yuan family's rise.
"Boss, if you know all this, it would be unlucky for the Cheng Gang, right?" Zhao Chongbin looked at Song Ye with a strange expression. He wanted to know that the news about the Cheng Gang's heirs was now under full martial law. They had to be secretive when investigating things. As a result, The first day my boss was discharged from hospital brought explosive news.
Song Ye touched his slender chin and thought about it seriously before coming to the conclusion, "Maybe the night gang defeated the Cheng gang."
Forehead…
Is their boss serious
Several people looked at each other, a little confused, indicating that they could not react to the boss's sudden joke.
But if you know the good news in advance, you must take advantage of it.
After being humiliated by Song Ye at the door of the hotel that day, Cheng Junfeng actually went back to find Yuantian, hoping that he would stand up for him.
But now the Chenggang has been hit hard, and the heavy weapons incident has led to a loss of gains. The entire police force has been watching the Chenggang's movements. At this time, Yuan Tian wants to shrink back into his shell, and it is impossible to really go there. Looking for trouble with Song Ye.
After coaxing the man back with good words, Yuan Tian immediately ordered his men to keep a close eye on Cheng Junfeng.
Neither Yuan Tian nor Song Ye paid much attention to this prince who had been sidelined and lost his threatening power.
In the darkness, everyone is staring at the upcoming memorial service for Cheng Yuan, the gang leader.
And Song Ye also saw Cheng Yuan's name among the VIP customers of Yaowangtang as he wished.
From the conversation between Cheng Junfeng and Yuan Shu, Song Ye knew that Cheng Junfeng was close to Hao Tian, largely because of Cheng Yuan's orders. Thinking that Cheng Yuan was deliberately planning to take advantage of Les Yu's military-fire dealer route, Song Ye immediately guessed that the other party wanted to infiltrate Shishi City and take the opportunity to deploy forces to fight back against the Night Gang.
Now that the person is dead, this convenient VIP customer status has become a good excuse for Song Ye to sneak into the memorial service.
Three days later, the memorial service for Cheng Yuan, the gang leader, was held at a high-end club in the city center. Since early in the morning, black limousines and white wreaths had been delivered to the lobby in a steady stream. People lined up early in the spacious hall on the first floor. The place was filled with uniformly black suits and black dresses, and there were countless plainclothes policemen watching the situation in unseen areas outside. For a time, the scene was so lively that it could be described as an unprecedented grand occasion.
In the hall, headed by the elders of the Cheng Gang, there was a group of people surrounding them. The camps were clearly divided. Before the memorial service started, everyone was secretly observing the situation around them. They were afraid that if there was one more person from the other camp, it would happen today. It's like losing.
When the memorial ceremony began and the elders began to give speeches on the stage, the expression on everyone's face seemed sad, but there was a hint of calculation in their eyes. The person who was really sad for Cheng Yuan's death could probably be found with just one hand. Count them.
After the duplicitous speeches, everyone lined up in a long line to present a white chrysanthemum to the deceased one after another.
In the long queue, someone soon spotted a beautiful face.
The girl is wearing a black sailor uniform, a pleated skirt and stockings and small leather shoes, showing her youth and immature age, and above her waist is smooth long hair, black and shiny, draped behind her head, with a delicate face The fair face was not painted with any makeup and had a hint of paleness, but it was shockingly beautiful.
So beautiful, and at this young age, she has a rare temperament, cold and elegant, like an orchid in an empty valley.
That's right, the person who came to lay flowers was Song Ye.
Under the gaze of everyone, she calmly walked to the coffin. Lying in the black coffin was only a set of clothes. The real body had already stinked and rotted in the wind and sun for a month. After it was recovered, He was cremated the next day, and no one at the scene wanted to admire his rotten appearance.
Song Ye calmly put down the flowers along with everyone else's movements, walked towards the relatives of the Cheng family, bowed and said, "A moment of silence."
Cheng Yuan's wife held a handkerchief and held a little girl in her hand, but she didn't even give a polite response. Her eyes were busy flying to Yuan Tian. She was an orphan and a widowed mother. Her husband had just died and she was anxious to find someone to support her. , if not worthy of pity.
"Hey, it's you?" When Song Ye walked to the rest area to get a drink, a familiar voice came from behind.
When Song Ye turned around, he saw Yuan Shu striding towards her with a smiling face, "I thought I was wrong. Why are you here?" He didn't know that Song Ye heard the conversation outside the bathroom that day. , so at this time he still looks like a well-dressed human being.
"I work part-time at Yaowangtang, and I am here to pay my respects on behalf of the company today." Song Ye gave the reason in advance and put down the drink in his hand, "I have already reached my heart, so I will leave first."
With that said, she turned around and left.
"Hey, wait a minute." Yuan Shu got excited and stepped forward to grab Song Ye's hand. After being dodged by the latter, he had an idea and accidentally knocked down the drink he just had. It splashed on Song Ye's skirt.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I was careless." Yuan Shu apologized while staring greedily at Song Ye's face, "Why don't you come with me inside and I can find a towel to wipe you with, or I can look for it Change of clothes, I feel uneasy letting you go back like this."
In the end, Song Ye naturally agreed with "no choice" and followed Yuan Shu into the lounge.
Behind Yuan Shu, a group of dandy boys made noises, secretly muttering that this girl was so easy to trick, it was not difficult at all.
Everyone who said the grapes were sour when they couldn't eat them couldn't see them, and they also missed the brother who was knocked unconscious in the second he just entered the lounge.
Song Ye calmly retracted his hand and knocked twice on the door. Then, the lounge door opened again, and Zhao Chongbin walked in, grinning with white teeth and giving Song Ye a thumbs up.
The boss's beauty trap always hits the mark.
Song Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "Do a good job."
"Promise to complete the mission." Zhao Chongbin made a military salute with a playful smile, then dragged Yuan Shu on the ground, roughly dragged the person to the back door, packed it and put it in the van.
Five minutes later, Yuan Tian, who was still greeting guests in the lobby, received a text message.
'Your son is in our hands. If you want him to live, do as we say. '
After reading the text message and scrolling down to see the photo, Yuan Tian's face suddenly turned dark.
It happened to happen on such a day. He had long known that his son would not be able to achieve anything big, but his eldest son was already dead, so he had to save the only seedling.
After the memorial service, Yuantian and the other elders took their seats at the dining table inside the club, but there was still an empty seat.