The wife doesn't come anymore, the domineering president is extremely in love

229 Looking handsome, he returned to the cold drink shop, where Su Qinghuan chatted with He Xiao for a while.

"Someone came to report this morning. There was a patient named Chen Qiang in the hospital. He was 55 years old and was hospitalized with common stomach problems. The cleaning staff of the hospital found his body on the lawn behind the inpatient department at five o'clock this morning. There was no evidence at the scene that it was homicide." , but his wife firmly said that it was homicide."

"Why, did her wife see it?"

Su Qinghuan's back was tense, she really didn't want to hear such news from the bottom of her heart.

"No, the deceased's wife said that although the deceased suffered from severe and minor illnesses, in order to see the unborn child of his son and daughter-in-law, he has been actively cooperating with the treatment. Now that the child has not yet been born, it is impossible for him to commit suicide."

"It makes sense."

"The key now is that there is no evidence of homicide at all. Just because the deceased's wife said that he had a strong will to survive, it cannot be used as direct evidence. Therefore, if this case has not progressed, it will After two or three days, the case was closed by jumping off the building to commit suicide or accidentally falling from the building."

He Xiao said helplessly.

Hearing this, Su Qinghuan frowned unconsciously.

She didn't know if it was because she was a woman that she liked to be too emotional or something. Don't you think it was too abrupt to commit suicide by jumping off a building or accidentally falling from a building?

Seeing Su Qinghuan's expression, He Xiao sighed, he knew that she was disappointed.

"Qing Huan, the current world is like this. When working in the police station, you will see a lot of such dark sides of society. When many people enter the police station, they will hold the heart of serving the society, the country and the people, but in the end, it is inevitable People will fall into the secular world, everyone has bad roots, and the source of bad roots is nothing more than money. Sometimes, enthusiasm will not be appreciated by the leaders, but those who are smooth will be reused by the leaders. If you turn a blind eye, you can get both money and fame, so why not do it?"

"What about you?" Su Qinghuan looked at He Xiao, "Will you also become such a person?"

"At least, I haven't become such a person until now." He Xiao smiled, his eyes were full of helplessness and loneliness. It is really not an easy task to find a piece of pure land for himself in the muddy water. "During the 40 to [-] years my father worked in the police station, he never participated in any shady collusion. He couldn't integrate into those people's circles, and he couldn't be reused. Being robbed by others, I asked my father if he regretted it, and he said no regrets, the most important thing in life is to be worthy of yourself, but Qing Huan, this is really too difficult."

"He Xiao, I can understand." Su Qinghuan reached out and patted the back of He Xiao's hand.

Being in this big dye vat, it is really too difficult to not get any dye.

She has worked in journalism herself, and she conveys some one-sided things against her conscience every day, saying what is good is bad, and what is bad is good, these are common things.

It's all about money.

She also thought that one day, she would report the true colors of those successful entrepreneurs.

But, is it possible?

Her idea would be strangled as soon as it sprouted.

It is impossible to change the status quo of this society by one's own efforts.

……

After parting with He Xiao, Su Qinghuan went to the food stall alone to eat a bowl of beef vermicelli.

As the sun went down, the temperature dropped a little. Su Qinghuan walked aimlessly and came to the riverside.

It has been a long time since such a person lazily admired the scenery of the city. She remembered that the large fountain here would fountain on time at eight o'clock every day.

She also remembered that before she was six years old, if someone asked her what her favorite place in Jincheng was, she would definitely say Jiangbian.

Su Qinghuan found a seat and sat down. There were not many people, and the seat he found could see the fountain at eight o'clock from the best perspective.

As the sky gradually darkened, people began to pass by on the square selling all kinds of small commodities. The prices were not high, but they also had no practical value.

"Sister, do you want to buy flowers? It costs 10 yuan a flower."

Su Qinghuan turned her head, and a sweaty little boy was holding a large bouquet of fiery red roses in his arms. It seemed that he hadn't sold a few of them yet.

"That's fine, sister, let's buy one." Su Qing smiled happily, and asked casually when she paid for it: "Are you selling flowers alone, where are your parents?"

"I don't have a father. I live with my mother. My mother works too hard to make money to support me. I secretly come out to sell flowers when she is working overtime at night. I asked for a flower from my sister in a flower shop. I sold one. , I can get two dollars."

The little boy said, raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Su Qinghuan couldn't help but paused when she took out the money, her eyes felt hot, she looked at the little boy and asked, "How old are you?"

"Six years old."

The little boy was very confident when he spoke, and he didn't feel inferior at all because of poverty.

Su Qinghuan was relieved and distressed at the same time. In her life, the age of six was a watershed.

Before the age of six, she was the little princess held by her parents in the palm of her hand. After the age of six, she lived a life under the scolding of the daughter of a corrupt official.

She hoped that the six-year-old could also be a watershed moment for this little boy, and that his life would get better and better after the six-year-old.

Su Qinghuan took out all the money in the wallet, seven 100 million banknotes, and a few one-yuan coins.

She put the coins back into the bag, and planned to take the subway or bus when she went back later, and handed all the other 700 yuan to the little boy, "Then sister, buy all these flowers, you go home early, You are still young, so it is not safe to be outside at this late hour."

"No, sister, although I'm short of money, I still have ambition. I took a total of forty flowers from the shopkeeper's sister. Even if you buy them all, it only costs 400 yuan. What's more, you don't have any flowers at all. Flowers are needed."

Su Qinghuan was amused by his old-fashioned appearance, and reached out to touch his head, "Yes, my sister doesn't need flowers. This meeting between me and you should be regarded as our fate. I listened." Your story, I want to help you, maybe many years later, we will meet again, and maybe I will ask you to help you."

The little boy pursed his lips, as if he was considering Su Qinghuan's words.

After a while, he finally made a sound, obviously he was still a child, but he spoke in a mature manner, "Okay then, sister, what's your name?"

"Su Qinghuan." The most interesting thing in the world is Qinghuan. Her father named her from this sentence.

"My sister's name sounds nice, but my name is slightly vulgar, Wang Wei."

Su Qinghuan laughed again, the name was just a code name, not nice or vulgar.

She took the forty roses in Wang Wei's hand and said to him: "Maybe you can buy your mother a midnight snack when you go home, she will be very happy, but you must be careful, you know? "

Wang Wei nodded and thanked Su Qinghuan.

Seeing the small but unusually tall figure disappear into the crowd, Su Qinghuan realized that there were already many people gathered around to see the fountain.

She smelled the roses in her bosom, and the phone rang at this moment.

"I'm by the river, waiting to see the fountain, are you coming?"

The man on the other end of the phone raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It was already seven forty. He motioned for the driver to drive, and then said to Su Qinghuan: "I may not be able to make it before the fountain starts, but I will definitely make it before the end of the fountain." Come, wait for me."

"Well, good." Su Qinghuan was in a good mood.

"Don't run around, don't talk to strangers." Gu Qijing explained.

Su Qing laughed, remembering the time when he came here to play and was almost taken away by human traffickers when he was a child, he blushed a little, "I'm already 24 years old!"

"Yes, at the age of 24, you can marry someone and be your wife."

Su Qinghuan ignored it, took the phone from her ear, and hung up the call.

Even she herself realized the curve of her lips after hearing Gu Qijing's voice.

While waiting for Gu Qijing to come, a small episode happened. Su Qinghuan was holding a bouquet of unwrapped roses, and a couple mistook her for a flower seller.

The boy came over and asked her: "Hello, how much does your flower cost?"

Su Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, but in the next second, the words were answered.

"I'm sorry, but I gave this flower to her."

The young couple and Su Qinghuan turned their heads together. Although the man was holding a cane in his hand, it didn't affect his temperament at all. He was as noble as a nobleman who fell from the sky.

After the young couple came to their senses, they apologized to Su Qinghuan.

Su Qing smiled happily.

"You still need me very much, otherwise you might really become a flower girl."

Su Qinghuan didn't even look at him, "Why didn't you say that you blocked my way of making money?"

The man skipped her question directly, "Is this flower for me?"

"Where did you get your confidence?" Su Qinghuan raised her head.

"Because I'm handsome."

"..."