Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

Song Xingfei braved the scorching sun and walked to the car parked outside the school gate, and changed into a clean shirt in the car.

In the middle of what he said just now, Jiang Chongyuan left without raising his head. He looked as if he had been hit hard. Song Xingfei didn't want to be difficult, so he had to ask a bodyguard to follow Jiang Chongyuan and buy him a change of clothes.

After Song Xingfei changed his clothes, Da Yuan came in and asked cautiously, "Mr. Song?"

Song Xingfei glanced at him suspiciously, frowned and said, "What's wrong? Why are you staring at me? Did I button the wrong button?"

"No, no!" Da Yuan scratched his head in embarrassment, lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I was late. If I could hold back my urine just now, you and Young Master Jiang would not be hurt. This kind of grievance."

In fact, his bladder was swollen when Song Xingfei didn't rush to the school. He was afraid of missing a sound when he was eavesdropping at the door of the principal's office, so he kept holding on until Song Xingfei appeared and took Jiang Chongyuan away. Courage asked Song Xingfei for urine leave.

Who knew that just after walking out of the teaching building after being relieved, they encountered such a shocking scene!

Song Xingfei looked up and saw Da Yuan's frustrated face and red eye circles. He was shocked by his tenderness for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "It's not your fault, no one can predict accidents."

"No, it's my fault! Mr. Song, I'm not very smart, but you have been kind to me. If you hadn't given me this job, my mother might not be here now." Da Yuanyue said The more excited Song Xingfei was, he dared not let it go, for fear of seeing him cry suddenly.

Da Yuan choked with sobs and continued, "Mr. Song, can you give me another chance to make up for my mistakes."

Song Xingfei sighed and said, "What do you want?"

"Mr. Song, if you give me another chance and don't fire me, I will secretly teach that brat who threw paint at you a lesson so that he can't eat and walk around! Don't worry, I will do it very covertly, I promise Don't be discovered by anyone!"

Song Xingfei was stunned for a moment. When he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help remembering that he had just stepped out of the elevator and saw the shocking picture of Da Yuan's huge body sticking to the door of the principal's office. Before that, he had told Da Yuan to Keep a low profile.

Seeing Song Xingfei fall into silence, Da Yuan suddenly felt sad. He realized that he might really be fired!

"Mr. Song!" Da Yuan said in a low voice, heartbroken.

"Wait." Song Xingfei raised his eyes to look at Da Yuan, who was full of grief, with a light smile on his lips, "When did I say I was going to fire you?"

Da Yuan was stunned for a moment, and was interrupted by Song Xingfei just as he was about to speak: "Besides, I don't agree with the practice of using violence to control violence. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your mother, who still expects you to provide for her. Well. Don’t always do things that step on the red line of the law, we should oppose violence and convince people with reason.”

Da Yuan was even more confused, he opened his mouth, and finally said in doubt: "But Mr. Song, didn't you recruit me because I can fight?"

Song Xingfei pressed his temples with a headache, and said helplessly: "...That's right, but in the future, I hope you will think more before doing things. Repaying kindness does not necessarily mean repaying you in this way. Apart from being my bodyguard, you are more important. You are yourself, and you are also a child of a man. In the future, you may... Forget it, let’s not talk about this, anyway, remember, don’t act impulsively, and consider the consequences.”

Da Yuan sucked his nose moved, tears kept rolling in his eyes, and assured him: "Mr. Song, I will remember it!"

Song Xingfei smiled, took out a tissue and handed it to Da Yuan:

"Wipe it, you still have to drive, don't wait for a while and you can't see the road clearly."

Da Yuan took the tissue tremblingly, but was speechless for a while.

In the past, apart from gratitude, he also felt fear towards Mr. Song.But he didn't know when it started, he felt that Mr. Song was like a friend he had known for many years. The arrogant and indifferent Mr. Song would actually care about his feelings and really think about him...

Not long after, Da Yuan managed to stabilize his mood and was about to drive when the car window was knocked lightly twice.

Da Yuan rolled down the car window and saw that the person who came was Song Xingfei's bodyguard sent to follow Jiang Chongyuan. Da Yuan was surprised and said, "Why are you back!? Didn't President Song ask you to follow Young Master Jiang?"

Seeing the sad look on the bodyguard's face, Song Xingfei had a vague premonition, but he said calmly, "What's wrong? What happened."

After a long while, the bodyguard seemed to have done enough psychological preparation, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry! Mr. Song, punish me! I lost Master Jiang Chongyuan!"

"What!? Lost you!?" Da Yuan was so astonished that he couldn't add it: "Little Snake, you are a talented student who has undergone special training. What you are best at is tracking. Could it be that Master Jiang's anti-reconnaissance ability is even higher than yours! ?”

The little snake was even more ashamed by what he said, and she said with shame: "Yes, I'm sorry... I don't know what's going on. In the beginning, Master Jiang was only one block away from me. Logically speaking, it was impossible to lose him. , but it was only a traffic light effort, and he disappeared!"

Song Xingfei finally couldn't calm down anymore, and clenched his palms slightly: "What did you say? He's gone?"

"Yes, I am responsible for Mr. Song's entrustment. It doesn't matter how you punish me, Mr. Song. Don't fire me!"

Da Yuan suddenly became clever, and subconsciously wanted to say: "I know this well!"

But he took a cautious look at Song Xingfei's expression, and when he was about to plead for mercy, he was startled by Song Xingfei's expressionless face, so he could only offer incense to the little snake in his heart...

Brother Snake, hold on!Da Yuan prayed silently.

Song Xingfei's mind went blank for a moment, and when he recovered, he remembered that Jiang Chongyuan's number should have been stored in the original owner's phone.

Don't let anything happen!Song Xingfei said silently, taking advantage of the opportunity to open the phone's address book.

"Hello?" Song Xingfei's voice trembled, and he asked tentatively, "Chong Yuan?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and a faint male voice came: "Brother Fei? What's wrong."

Song Xingfei still didn't dare to take it lightly after hearing Jiang Chongyuan's voice, and asked, "Where are you now?"

Jiang Chongyuan seemed to chuckle lightly and said: "I just want to find a place where no one is around, why, is Brother Fei worried that I can't think about it?"

Song Xingfei heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled, "Of course not, I know you wouldn't do that."

Jiang Chongyuan was silent for a while, and asked, "Brother Fei, is there anything else?"

"No, no more." Song Xingfei could hear Jiang Chongyuan politely ordering him to leave, so he said:

"come home early."

·

Bencheng Road was as usual, and a black Cayenne roared past on the spacious asphalt road.

Jiang Chongyuan hung up the phone and put the phone back in his pocket, but his eyes were still dimly looking at the trees speeding outside the car window.

"Is it Mr. Song?" Lu Yuming took off his sunglasses, revealing a very mature and beautiful face. He was wearing a neat suit with a golden pen pinned to his chest pocket. It turns out that it is a pen with recording function.

Jiang Chongyuan didn't answer his question, but tilted his head lazily and glanced at Lu Yuming: "Are you in a hurry to find me?"

Lu Yuming saw that he was not in the mood for small talk, so he said, "The things you entrusted to me have been done, and the people over there will take special care of Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chongyuan snorted: "Such a small matter is worth my meeting with you? Secretary Lu, have you been too free recently?"

Lu Yuming suddenly felt a chill run up his spine. He looked up at the face reflected in the rearview mirror. Jiang Chongyuan's gaze was as sharp as a falcon, and his thin lips were pursed into a line. From the way he looked on the phone, he would really suspect that Jiang Chongyuan had a serious split personality.

"Of course not..." Lu Yuming wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, removed the golden pen from his chest and handed it to Jiang Chongyuan.

Jiang Chongyuan reached out to take it unhurriedly, and then heard Lu Yuming say: "Qin Xiaohua's mother's family and the company in Hong Kong have colluded with the evidence of money laundering. In addition, Qin Xiaohua bought a murderer to kill your mother more than ten years ago. The murderer called Zhu Qi. Two days ago he got into trouble in Vietnam and was hunted down. Our people have already found him first, and his testimony is recorded in this recorder."

"Keep the person first." Jiang Chongyuan said slowly.

Lu Yuming nodded, and after a long silence, he said, "Also, the kidnapper who caused your sense of taste to fail was probably instigated by Qin Xiaohua, but I'm still collecting specific evidence."

Jiang Chongyuan lowered his eyelashes, showing a pure smile, but his tone became colder: "Oh? No rush."

The truth of these things was no longer a secret to Jiang Chongyuan, and Jiang Chongyuan chose to turn a blind eye.

Because now, a more interesting plaything appeared in front of him.

"Yes, I have a partner now"