"What is the background of the other two?" Zhao Huchen asked.

"One is the son of Chen Lin, secretary of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection and member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, and the children of ordinary eunuchs, this Chen family is step by step from the grassroots level, and has spent more than 20 years in the bureau level to manage contacts, and his son has been mixed with the group of people in the compound of the local party committee since he was a child. His own position is also the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, which is very sensitive, and he ranks third in the order of the municipality directly under the central government, second only to the secretary of the municipal party committee and the mayor. If the Chen family really plans to deal with anyone at any cost, no matter who they are, they will have a headache. There is also a family background that you have made some friends with before, that person's surname is Hu, his name is Hu Shangsong, and his uncle is the deputy commander and chief of staff of the Pearl Garrison District. He was the commander of the Shaanxi Provincial Military Region. Although the family foundation does not seem to be as deep as the Chen family, he is better in an army, and after he is considered to be a small soldier in the Pearl Land, some people secretly call him a warlord. Yang Ting obviously made preparations at the first time of the incident, and informed Zhao Huchen of all these foundations, and after knowing it, the car had already driven to the downstairs of the Brilliant Group.

Zhao Huchen wanted to get out of the car, but was stopped by Yang Ting.

"Originally, the reason why I made a big move was that I was afraid that you would have something to do with this matter, since it wasn't your hand, I wouldn't bother to swim in this troubled water, but if you want to fish in troubled waters, I don't have an opinion, of course, it is your ability to take advantage of the fire, if you are burned, you are not afraid, all in all, I have the capital for you to pay, now you are not the original me, you have more abundant resources to use, I will order it, you can use the people in my hands, rest assured and bold to do it." Yang Ting patted Zhao Huchen on the shoulder, got up and stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz.

Zhao Huchen, who was sitting in the car, frowned and was silent for a long time, looking at the back of Yang Ting leaving and said that it was impossible not to be grateful, he is also a flesh-and-blood person, Yang Ting has done his best to cultivate him, he can feel it all the time, especially the sentence just now made him feel the warmth that he has not seen for a long time, according to Yang Ting's current net worth and status, he will never touch this kind of thing, the most taboo thing for a person like him who is not clean is that others go to the bottom, And the real power that can bring down Yang Ting can only be from the direction of politics, so people like Yang Ting have always been very shy about dealing with politics, this is called the bottom line, also called the high-voltage line, developing contacts is one thing, offending people in politics is another, this kind of major event between several families that has killed people, once it is mixed in, no matter what you do, you have already committed the taboo of others, and offending people is ironclad.

After pressing the car window, he let out a mixed breath, and after the thoughts in his heart gradually converged, Zhao Huchen received a text message, and after taking a look, he told the driver to drive to Fudan University.

At the gate of Fudan University, Yang Caiwei, who looked down at her toes, scolded away the men who didn't know how many men came to talk, standing on the side of the gate, leaning against the wall, she still hasn't fully accepted the news of Jiang Sisi's death, since the first call, her mobile phone has been blown up, all of which are calls from friends in the circle or notification or confirmation, all in all, it seems that the whole world is repeating one thing, Jiang Sisi is dead.

For their circle, death seems to be a very distant thing, even if Yang Caiwei thought about it and planned to implement the plan to deal with Jiang Sisi, she just wanted to help her man breathe, she definitely never thought about letting Jiang Sisi disappear in this world, the sudden accident gave her the illusion that all this was a dream, and when it was extremely complicated, the only thing she could think of was Zhao Huchen.

Mercedes-Benz slowly parked at the gate of Fudan University, Zhao Huchen got out of the car and saw Yang Caiwei at the crowded university gate at a glance.

Walking forward, Yang Caiwei still lowered her head, as if she had a heart, Zhao Huchen raised her head before she could speak, and Zhao Huchen actually saw that the weak Nizi's eyes were slightly red.

Seeing Zhao Huchen, Yang Caiwei, who was like finding the backbone of the heart, opened her hands and pounced, rushed into Zhao Huchen's arms and grabbed Zhao Huchen's clothes, without saying or crying, she hugged her like this.

Zhao Huchen touched the head of Nizi in his arms and said softly: "Got it? ”

Yang Caiwei nodded.

"Would you like to take a look?" Zhao Huchen asked again.

Biting her lip and hesitating for a long time, Yang Caiwei still nodded.

The two got into the car and went straight to the First Pearl Hospital.

After the two arrived at the hospital, the Jiang family was already dealing with the funeral, Jiang Sisi was lying in the morgue, and all kinds of cars continued to drive into the First Hospital, and the people at the gate of the hospital also had to see this rare scene at ordinary times.

At the door of the morgue, Zhao Huchen and Yang Caiwei saw Jiang Shiyi, Jiang Sisi's mother, her father was not there, and she must have gone to deal with things.

With the support of several men, it can be seen that Jiang Sisi's mother, who should belong to that kind of authentic noblewoman, has no proper makeup and graceful rich wife posture, she is no different from the mother of the ordinary dead daughter's family, and there are a few middle-aged women who seem to be from the Jiang family outside the snow-white corridor, the women are secretly wiping their tears on the side, and several men are responsible for entertaining people.

Although there was no official funeral, there were not many people who could rush here as soon as possible, and many of them were high-powered figures, and from this aspect, it could also be seen that the Jiang family belonged to that plane.

When Zhao Huchen and the others arrived, Jiang Shiyi's eyes, whose face was heavy and ugly, flashed, and then he got up and walked in front of the two.

"Condolences and change." Zhao Huchen said.

Jiang Shiyi nodded, but didn't say much.

"Can I go in and have a look?" Yang Caiwei bit her lip and held back her tears to prevent her vulnerability from being exposed in front of others.

"Sisi loved beauty before her death, and her current appearance is ugly, so we plan to let people meet her on the day of the funeral after someone puts her on makeup." Jiang Shiyi took a deep breath, and he glanced at Zhao Huchen, who was also enduring the pain, and said, "I don't know who has anything to do with this matter, but there is no doubt that if we catch the person behind this, the Jiang family must crush his bones and scatter ashes!" ”

Others don't know, but Jiang Shiyi is very clear about the contradictions between his sister and Zhao Huchen, although it has always been his sister who goes to find trouble, but he naturally can't stand on Zhao Huchen's side, and he has been allowed to go to his sister's nonsense several times, not to mention that when Jiang Sisi and the Zhang family joined forces to deal with Zhao Huchen, he planned it behind the scenes, and his interest in Zhao Huchen also made him know more about Zhao Huchen's ruthlessness than others, and now Jiang Shiyi will not rule out the possibility of Zhao Huchen's intervention in this matter. There is even a great possibility!

"I wish I could find it a day sooner." Zhao Huchen said calmly, not sad or happy.

At this time, a girl who cried into tears came over, saw Yang Caiwei standing next to Zhao Huchen, and cried out again, a delicate face full of tears rushed over to hug Yang Caiwei, Zhao Huchen took a closer look, this woman seemed to be called Zhou Qiqi.

Later, many acquaintances came, Xuemo, and even Korean calligraphy and painting were present one by one.

Seeing Zhao Huchen standing outside the crowd with a calm expression, Han Shushu walked up to him with a faint sadness.

"Why is your face numb? Don't you feel that no amount of resentment and past should be dissipated after everyone is dead? People are dead, so you can't show a little sadness? Han Shushu asked.

"Do you think I'm such a person who hides hatred and grudges in my stomach and gets moldy?" Zhao Huchen asked calmly.

"But you are a man who will repay you." Han Shushu opened her mouth, but she really couldn't find a reason to ask Zhao Huchen why he had such a numb expression, because she found that from Zhao Huchen's standpoint, Jiang Sisi's death was indeed not a sad thing, after all, he was different from them, he was just a person who had not been in contact with Jiang Sisi many times but was targeted and dealt with again and again, and even to some extent, it was normal for Zhao Huchen to clap his hands and laugh.

But I don't know why, seeing Zhao Huchen standing outside the crowd and being indifferent and indifferent to the people around her makes her feel uncomfortable, she doesn't like to see this young man like this.

"yes." Zhao Huchen leaned against the wall of the hospital, raised his head, and said self-deprecatingly.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper before." Han Shushu shook her head, and she apologized when she realized that she was abnormal.

"It's okay, but I still hope you comfort and comfort Cai Wei more, although the girl doesn't say it, but she is still very sad in her heart, although I am a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with her, but there is always something to say to my best friend, I don't ask, I hope she can think about it by herself, since you are here is the best, you can understand her mood the most." Zhao Huchen said lightly, looking at Yang Caiwei, who was talking to Jiang's mother in the distance, with a gentle expression.

Han Shushu nodded, not only women will pay for love, when women complain that men are not considerate and gentle, in fact, men are sometimes gentle, and they can't see them most of the time.

For example, Zhao Huchen's words, Yang Caiwei may not hear them for the rest of her life, but others can see it.

After Han Shushu left, Zhao Huchen received a phone call, it was from Mohe, the call was very short, but it was very important, just a single sentence, and the thing was obtained.

It wasn't until the West Mountain that Zhao Huchen and Yang Caiwei walked out of the hospital, and at the door, the two met a middle-aged man, tall, with facial features and Jiang Shiyi's imagination, but he was much more resolute, wearing a simple black suit, and his brows were tightly locked.

Seeing the man, Yang Caiwei took the initiative to step forward and said, "Uncle Jiang." ”

The man nodded, dealt with it casually, and then set his eyes on Zhao Huchen behind Yang Caiwei, he even knew Zhao Huchen, and said, "You are Zhao Huchen?" ”

Zhao Huchen nodded.

The man nodded, sighed, ignored Zhao Huchen, turned to Yang Caiwei and said, "Sisi is lucky to have your friends, no matter what, I still want to thank you for accompanying Sisi for so many years." With that, the man left.

Looking at the back of the awe-inspiring man leaving, Zhao Huchen actually felt a little bit of the sadness of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, no matter what the power and status, this kind of thing is a tragedy after all, a family tragedy.

At the gate of the hospital, Yang Caiwei pulled Zhao Huchen to prevent him from getting into the car, standing by the car door and looking at Xiao Nizi, who should be in a particularly weak mood at this time, Zhao Huchen asked the driver to go back by himself, and he took Yang Caiwei to stroll through the streets of Mingzhu together.

Holding Yang Caiwei, the two of them had no interest in speaking for a while, Zhao Huchen looked up at the red sky sprinkled by the sunset, and exhaled lightly, in the turbulent situation, he shouldn't be so leisurely, Jiang Shiyi's attitude obviously pointed the general spearhead at him, hyena Cai Yonglin, Zhu Taibao, these people are all eyeing the side waiting to gnaw on a piece of his meat, but in the eye of the storm, Zhao Huchen feels that his state of mind is exceptionally calm at this time.

When he thought of the cold room in the hospital behind him, the woman who had never looked at him from the beginning was lying in the cold morgue refrigerator like all the poor people in front of her, Zhao Huchen felt that life was really fucking fragile!

Of course Zhao Huchen will not be sad, but the only bit of schadenfreude disappeared when he saw Yang Caiwei's slightly red eyes, he is really a stupid girl who doesn't know how to hold a grudge, and he gritted his teeth several times before and threatened to break off relations with Jiang Sisi, even if he had cut off contact for a long time, he couldn't help but be sad when he heard the bad news from the other party.

Somehow, looking at the busy traffic at the entrance of the hospital, everyone came and went with more or less dignified people on their faces to see Jiang Sisi, Zhao Huchen remembered the scene when his grandfather died, the same cold but not in the morgue, but on the hard wooden bed, from the beginning to the time when he closed his eyes, grandpa's face never had any pain and torment that should be due to illness, which made Zhao Huchen, the only one who served by his bedside to see him off for the last time, also felt a little more comforted, no matter what, grandpa closed his eyes with a smile, Even if there was no pomp and circumstance of gongs and drums, there was no scene of countless people mourning and crying, but the old man just entered the coffin, and when he closed the lid of the coffin, he seemed to be just asleep, and there was a slight relieved smile on his face.

That subtle arc impressed Zhao Huchen so much that he can never forget it, a coffin lid and a few pinches of loess separated the closest person in his life from him forever, what a long distance? It was so far away that when Zhao Huchen was lying on the grave, he could no longer feel the temperature of his grandfather's dry and deeply wrinkled palm.

Thinking about it, Zhao Huchen's nose was also sour, he sniffed in time, tightened the hand in his hand, and said with a smile: "The weather is so cold." ”

(To be continued)