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Chapter two hundred and ninetieth: official war

The morning mist is hazy and the chickens are crowing. The vendors at the entrance of the vegetable market have already started their business for a day, setting up stalls in a bustling manner, leading their own yellow dog to watch the stalls, and the flatbed carts that are pulling goods are still on the soft mud land, rumbling traces of ruts.

From the fishermen who had just returned from the sea, they took a large amount of fresh goods and ordered the money. The fish tail swung and smelled fishy smell, but it smelled of food and clothing.

The hot pan is filled with oil, the stars are sizzling, and the smoke is rising. The vegetable market entrance gradually becomes lively. As the sun rises, there are more and more people.

Zhao Yihong bought two pancakes and fruits and two cups of soy milk at the breakfast stall. After thinking about it, he went to the stall next to buy a tray of vegetarian buns. Just as he was about to pay, he suddenly handed over a hundred-dollar bill to the stall owner, "Boss, I have paid for this person's account. In addition, I will give me another tray of meat buns and two chicken chops, thank you."

I don’t know if I was scared by such a big banknote or by this sudden appearance, Zhao Yihong looked up in surprise. He was a very young man with big sunglasses.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yihong was very alert, "Are you paying for me?"

"Yes, don't be afraid, I'm your friend." The man in sunglasses smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"That... I can't find your money..."

"It's okay, then let's have two more servings of shabby, no need to find them."

"Okay, you're waiting!"

After a while, the stall owner packed everything he wanted, and smiled so hard that he looked so bright that he had a big bill. He just opened the stall today, which was enough to cover his income all morning!

"Who are you, what's the matter?"

"You are Zhao Yihong, aren't you?" He handed the bun and Shaomai to Zhao Yihong, but the latter shook his head, "I don't know the person you are talking about."

The man sighed, looked around vigilantly, took off his sunglasses, and said, "I am Qin Gang's son." After that, he put on the sunglasses again.

But this stupid sentence made the man in front of him look solemn. He put away the buns and food, grabbed Qin Junye, lowered his voice and said, "Come with me, don't talk."

Qin Junye was very obedient and allowed him to pull him to a certain place. He seemed to believe Zhao Yihong wholeheartedly, but in fact he was secretly looking at the surrounding environment.

At first glance, it was indeed a very poor place, and I couldn't even drive in the car. Those who came to the morning market were all nearby residents. Qin Junye had a lot of effort to find this place. He walked around the streets and alleys to endure the mixed smells along the way, and then found him at the breakfast stall where Zhao Yihong often went.

"Okay, you can talk."

Zhao Yihong took him to his supermarket and breathed a sigh of relief after opening the door. Qin Junye looked at the small supermarket. It was better than the morning market just now, but it was also full of dilapidation and poverty.

The shelves were placed there randomly, with goods crowded with messy goods. Zhao Yihong was wearing a vest and stepped on the broken slippers, and he looked decadent and sloppy.

"You are Zhao Yihong, are you?"

Zhao Yihong lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Then he turned around and looked at Qin Junye, but did not answer his words. Instead, he asked another question, "How do you prove that you are Qin Gang's son?"

Qin Junye turned his head slightly, lifted his hair to reveal the tattoo behind his ears. Zhao Yihong saw that his eyes became deeper, and took another breath of cigarette.

"My dad is in poor health. He has been hiding around for many years and has finally been born in this small place. What do you want to know?"

He said this and Qin Junye was sure that he was the son of his father's best friend.

"I know, it's not easy for you all these years."

"Aren't you the same?" Zhao Yihong said, "Now you are a big star, and others don't touch you. But we are different, worse than ordinary people. You have put a lot of effort into finding this place, right?"

Qin Junye clenched his fists, "Yes..."

"Have you found a reason to give up your current life and get re-entered into danger?"

"yes!"

"Okay, I understand." Looking at Qin Junye's determined eyes, Zhao Yihong nodded. He extinguished the cigarette butt, "Ask me, I know everything my dad knows."

From beginning to end, Zhao Yihong did not mention letting Qin Junye see his father. His deliberate protection made Qin Junye subconsciously think that something must have happened to Zhao Baogeng.

"Your father and my father were very good friends. I wonder why my father was suddenly in prison. What happened before that?"

"Uncle Qin hasn't told you?"

"If he mentioned it, I wouldn't have to... hate him for so many years."

"Uncle Qin is a good person, very righteous. He treats me well, and you shouldn't hate him. But that's right. If Uncle Qin hadn't told you about the past, you should also hate him."

"That was said... it was said that the night before my father was imprisoned, he left a letter to my mother. She took me away after reading the letter. I want to know... the content of that letter."

Zhao Yihong stared at him for a while before asking, "What do you remember, will this letter be with us?"

Qin Junye shook his head, "The letter was burned by my mother, but I think he should have told your father about the contents of the letter."

"Oh..." Zhao Yihong looked up at the sky for a long time, and finally felt like he had made a decision. He turned around and searched in the inner room for a while. When he finally came out, he was holding a small box in his hand.

"These are all the evidence collected by my father over the years. I asked him, and I said you have fled to this remote place, changed your name and identity, and finally lived a safe life. Why do you need this evidence?"

"What did he say?"

"He said that he didn't have the courage, but he believed that there would be a day when someone would replace him and Uncle Qin, and all of them to reveal the hidden truth and give them justice."

Qin Junye took the small box. The box was a bit worn and light, but Qin Junye felt extremely heavy when he held it in his hand.

He took a few deep breaths and encouraged himself to calm his chaotic and complicated heart, "Thank you!"

Zhao Yihong waved his hand, "After I handing this thing over to you, I have forgotten all my worries. I have never seen you today, and we don't know each other. After leaving this door, we will have nothing to do with each other."

...

"Mr. Qin, have the things taken? How about it?" Manager Yu received a call from Qin Junye and picked him up at the agreed place. As soon as Qin Junye came up, Manager Yu couldn't help asking. Seeing that he was holding the things in his hand, he knew that Qin Junye must have got what he wanted.

Qin Junye stroked the small box, his eyes flashed and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said to Manager Yu, "If possible, try to make them live a better life."

The only person who has something to do with Qin Gang is left. Although Zhao Yihong said that they did not recognize each other after leaving this sect, Qin Junye could not be cruel.

"I know Mr. Qin, we'll go back to the company now." After that, Manager Yu started the car, and soon the two of them returned to Junhua World.

In a few days, Qin Junye obtained valuable information from Catherine and Zhao Yihong that he had collected for many years. His mood was more complicated than before, and his responsibilities were heavier than before.

This box is like Pandora's box. Although he knew what would happen after opening it, Qin Junye had to open it.

Finally, Qin Junye made up his mind and opened the box with his slightly trembling hands.

...

It turned out that these men in black were all members of the Dashou Group raised by Shouhuang Real Estate. These members were carefully selected and specially used to deal with things that Ye could not handle on the surface, wandering in the gray area and doing some illegal activities.

The father of the Ye brothers, Ye Jiaxun, the founder of Shouhuang Real Estate, used the business rules of the gray area to forcibly demolish many residential buildings in the old city during the wilderness of the company's growth. He was tough and arrogant, and gradually laid a solid prototype for Shouhuang Real Estate.

And once again, when Ye Jiaxun was leading the team to demolish it himself, the excavator broke a load-bearing wall. The house collapsed, killing the three family inside who had not had time to escape.

This was a very serious accident. No matter how tough Ye Jiaxun was, he could not settle these three lives. Moreover, in order to demolish the matter at that time, many people in the circle knew about it. Even if Ye Jiaxun wanted to use money to settle the matter, he could not block so many people's mouths.

In the collapsed house, the body of the family of three was lying on a pool of blood, and the body was smashed into pieces by stone slabs. The picture was too tragic, which made Ye Jiaxun and many people present at that time have been having nightmares for a long time.

Some residents nearby witnessed all this, and even if Ye Jiaxun wanted to settle it with money, it was impossible for Ye Jiaxun to compensate him. Ye Jiaxun, who had been in panic for several days, finally came up with a solution.

He wrote to Qin Gang, wanting him to take the blame.

There is no way to know what the letter Ye Jiaxun wrote to Qin Gang. Qin Junye could not know what the letter Qin Gang wrote to Xiao Meiling.

But the final result was that Qin Gang was loyal and brave, and was hit on the forehead by Ye Jiaxun's letter, and was very willing to stand up and take the blame for Ye Jiaxun.

I don’t know what guarantee was given to Qin Gang on this letter from Ye Jiaxun, but Qin Gang did leave a large sum of money for Xiao Meiling. Then, he went to the police station to surrender himself, and was imprisoned and died of illness.

Although Qin Gang was loyal and brave, and although he promised to take the blame for Ye Jiaxun, he did get a lot of money. However, he knew very well that Ye Jiaxun's face as a businessman and did not believe him 100%. Therefore, Xiao Meiling moved with Qin Junye after Qin Gang was imprisoned.

In fact, as Qin Gang expected, Ye Jiaxun did not let his family go. Ye Jiaxun was afraid that his affairs would be revealed. After the matter stabilized, he began to look for people and descendants who knew the truth back then, and even tried to eradicate them at all costs.

Qin Junye also looked at these information and evidence, even the bank receipt for "Anjiafu" that Ye Jiaxun called Qin Gang back then was properly preserved.

He was indignant and his hands holding these orders kept shaking.

Suddenly, a tear wet the order, and the tears quickly spread on the yellowed paper. Qin Junye didn't dare to look at it anymore, so he hurriedly pressed the order under his hands, covered his eyes and buried himself in the chair.

Shouhuang Group...
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