my brother became a scum

Zhang Chen was sentenced to 10 years in prison. I did not attend his trial, nor did I watch the webcast.

The attention of public opinion and his stepfather-son relationship with the one who fell from the horse made the court impose the largest punishment within the scope of the evidence.

Also on this day, the group under Zhang Chen's name announced the new chairman. I took over the giant search ship amidst doubts from shareholders and attended the press conference.

All my personal information was published on the Internet, and the public relations department dug up some video materials from that year to prove my innocence, justice, light, and selflessness, and strengthen the confidence of shareholders, employees, and the general public. I didn't intervene, most of the acquaintances I accumulated in this city in the corresponding departments gave me face. Of course, there are also reasons why the higher-ups don't want the group to go bankrupt easily.

The press conference went smoothly. All the questions were within the previously agreed range. I answered them relatively calmly. Some questions that were too professional and sensitive were handed over to the assistants on both sides. No matter how difficult they were, Wu Qingfei would answer them.

When the press conference was about to end, the microphone was handed back to CCTV. I heard a very familiar voice, and I looked for it, and it turned out to be Li Wanting.

She was no different from what she remembered, with more calmness on her body, holding the microphone in one hand, and asked a question outside the agreed range: "What made you decide to participate in the management of Zhangchen Group? As far as I know, you The relationship with him was not good, and he also dealt a great blow to your political career that year."

Perhaps only Li Wanting can ask this question, because she knows best what happened in Lushi back then, and only Li Wanting dares to ask it, because her father is her greatest capital.

Most of the reporters present did not make any noise, and occasionally the shutter clicked in the venue. This is the power of capital. Capital can control the throat of the media and the direction of public opinion.

Wu Qingfei didn't answer for me. He also recognized who Li Wanting was. He is not suitable to answer for me on this occasion. I quickly gave many high-level answers in my mind, but no matter how I think about it, I can't make this stubborn woman give up. .I don't want her to still have high liking and unrealistic fantasies about me, it's not good for her to live her own life, it's not good for her career.

So I opened my mouth, and I said: "I have known Zhang Chen since we were young, we have experienced many years of ups and downs together, and we are also legal partners at this stage, why should I refuse to help him?"

Li Wanting dropped the microphone, turned around and left - no one would stop her, to be precise, no one dared to stop her.

Zheng Dongyang later told me that Li Wanting finally decided to study abroad and started to live her own life. Before that, she had been waiting for me to come back in this city for several years.

When I was a teenager, I firmly believed that love comes from long-term love. It would be too absurd to be moved for a moment, but later, I realized that it may be just a moment, and subtle changes will occur in feelings. A momentary heartbeat, and has been persistent.

Li Wanting is a good girl, I don't want her to be too attached to someone who is not worth it like my mother.

One month after Zhang Chen was imprisoned, Wu Qingfei reminded me to meet him once. Some company documents still needed his signature, and some specific news also needed his notification.I didn't want to go, but Wu Qingfei broke up the backlog of projects one by one and told me, he said, you shouldn't be arrogant.

Hotheaded.

I broke three pens and got up and went to Xijiao Prison. According to relevant regulations, prisoners who have just been imprisoned must be accompanied by prison guards when they receive visits. Wu Qingfei used his relationship to find us a separate room, but the room There are still prison guards.

I waited at the end of the table for a while, and heard footsteps getting closer. The prison guard in the room opened the door, and an all-too-familiar man walked in behind the door. Wearing a blue prison uniform and the most old-fashioned cloth shoes on his feet, I took a look and knew that he had lost weight, and I also knew that he was not as good-looking as the last time we met.

He sat across from me, with his hands crossed, and there was a dark purple ring around his exposed wrist, like invisible shackles, imprinted on his body.I guess it's the marks left when he was handcuffed some time ago. He has a scarred physique. When we did too much in the past, the marks left behind will take a while to completely disappear.

I walked away for a few seconds, Zhang Chen's voice pulled me back, and he asked me, "Where did you put the scarf I gave you?"

That day I went out with my scarf in my hand, went to the coffee shop, and then went home straight away, forgetting whether I took the scarf with me, maybe I brought it back, maybe it left it in the coffee shop, in short, it was all "" I do not remember".

Zhang Chen said "Oh", as if he wasn't too surprised.

There were tiny lines at the corners of his eyes, a few pimples appeared on his face, some dead skin appeared on his lips that used to be rosy, even though he had shaved his beard, he could still see the tiny stubble, I looked down at him Even though his fingers are crossed, I can still see a thin layer of calluses.

This kind of Zhang Chen is not familiar to me, and it is also something I have never imagined.

He is always exquisite, beautiful, and superior. He seems to be born to enjoy life. He has a better material life than his peers. The biggest trouble in his life is not getting his mother's love.

When he was an adult, he was sitting on wealth and power, surrounded by several lovers and confidants, exquisite and beautiful, reckless and reckless.In my eyes, he has always been high-spirited, unscrupulous, hateful and helpless.

I never thought about Zhang Chen's downcast appearance, let alone that I would make Zhang Chen look like this now.

At that moment, the anger he felt when he was forced to take over the property left by Zhang Chen strangely eased a little, and he didn't want to question and reprimand him just now.

We didn't stay silent for a long time, Zhang Chen asked me again: "Is there any smoke?"

I raised my eyelids and glanced at him, and said to him: "No smoking, I quit."

He said "oh" again, and stopped talking.

None of us was willing to speak first, and we were silent for about ten minutes. The prison guard couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "It's not long before the visitation time. Now it's a period of strict control, and I can't give you a day to take care of me." Speechless."

Zhang Chen turned his head away, with a little apologetic expression on his face, he said, "I'm sorry."

The prison guard curled his lips, said nothing more, and simply left the room. Before he went far, he could still hear his footsteps and coughing.

I guess I must have seen a ghost, Zhang Chen suddenly laughed, his face became more lively, and he said: "That prison guard is a good man."

"Ah."

"I was allergic to wearing a prison uniform, and my body turned red. This prison guard comrade helped me find a doctor. The doctor didn't have any allergy medicine. The prison guard's wife opened a pharmacy, and helped me get some allergy medicine. owe him all."

"You're wearing a prison uniform?" I blurted out.

"Yeah," Zhang Chen lowered his head and unbuttoned the top button. I noticed that it was covered with a layer of white ointment. He said, "Here are two prison uniforms and three pairs of underwear. It's gone."

"Don't you have long johns? Is that all?"

"Chen Heping," Zhang Chen raised his hand as if he was about to brush his hair, but his fingers were empty. He put down his hand embarrassingly, and said, "This is a prison, and I'm a prisoner. Where have you seen a prisoner wearing a suit? Appropriate clothes and good food?"

What about the other prisoners, are they the same as you?

I stopped myself before I asked this sentence. I thought about it. Most of the other prisoners have relatives. There will always be someone who is willing to buy some personal clothes and supplies to send in, so as not to make the people inside too sad. .

But Zhang Chen, he has no relatives anymore, and his cronies, his subordinates, will not even think about sending him something.

I was wondering if it was a cruel trick, could it be that Zhang Chen deliberately sold himself to me, he would not have made himself like this, but if it was a trick, he should find someone to tell me when he was sick, Instead of talking casually when everything is over and I come over.

I took a breath and I said, "You take care of yourself."

"Don't worry, I can adapt to the environment quite well."

The prison guard came in from the door and reminded me, is there anything important, there is only half an hour left.

I turned around and opened the folder, handed the documents inside to Zhang Chen, and said, "Wu Qingfei asked me to give it to you."

He twisted and unscrewed the cap of the pen, with the same vigor as when he was giving orders outside. He read the first document and looked up at me: "Do you have any blank paper?"

I took out a piece and handed it to him, and saw him writing stroke by stroke on the white paper. He wrote very clumsily at the beginning, but he quickly became proficient. After about seven or eight minutes, the words on the paper were flying like dragons and phoenixes. up.

He looked at the document quickly and signed it cracklingly. I subconsciously reached out to take out the documents he had finished, one after another was corrected, and when he finished signing the last one, I slowly screwed the pen back into the cap inside.

He threw the pen on the table and said: "There are some confidential documents, together with my work notes over the years, are in your home, under the drawer of your underwear in your bedroom, they should be of some use."

I didn't say anything, I just straightened out the files and put them back in the folder.

"All my things are earned by me over the years. I don't want to see them all being swallowed up by others, and I don't want to give them to people I don't like. After thinking about it, I will give them all to you," Zhang Chen sipped. Pursing his dry lips, the tiredness of a middle-aged man appeared on his face, "Chen Heping, I have thought about it for a long time. The worst result is that you send me to prison. I thought at that time, you send me to prison." If you go to prison, I will leave all my work to you."

I wound up the coil of the file folder, put it in my handbag, and still didn't speak.I'm not as calm as I appear to be, but I don't know how to react.

Are you angry?Facing Zhang Chen like this, I expressed my anger, as if I was bullying him.

Are you sad?After all, I sent him to jail, and he's atoning for what he's done inside this iron wall, and I shouldn't feel bad.

Zhang Chen has always been a smart person, but I am not.I know the reasons why he came here, one is because he trusts me, and there is even reason to suspect that he let me in on purpose.

But so what, he deserved what he deserved, and I shouldn't feel even an iota of guilt.

The prison guard glanced at the time and said, "If you have anything else to say, just talk about it, there is only one minute left."

I was thinking about what to say, but Zhang Chen spoke first.

He said: "It's almost Chinese New Year, and my mother's death day is approaching. She was buried at Jiubao Mountain, and she has a bad reputation. Probably no one goes to see her. If you have the time, go and help burn incense sticks."

"Your mother did a lot of evil things during her lifetime, and she didn't suffer any damage to her reputation after she died. I won't visit her grave."

"She also helped to make false accounts." Zhang Chen's expression did not change at all, and his speech speed became very fast. "That man recorded all the crimes in her name, and he called him to abandon the car if something happened. Bao Shuai's idea. The old lady is stupid, just carry it for him."

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Are you still willing to trust me?"

I didn't ask any more questions, I stood up straight, carrying my bag - I wanted to go.

Zhang Chen also stood up. We were separated by a table, and our eyes were on the same level. The prison guard came over and looked at us vigilantly—if there were signs of a fight between us, he would stop it in time.

"Chen Heping, give grandpa a treat."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out very hastily. The door slammed shut behind him, as if there were some ghosts and ghosts chasing him behind him.

I thought, he wasn't afraid of me, he didn't want me to turn around and give him a back view first.

He said that I, Zhang Chen, can dump others, but others cannot dump me.

Oh, this is what he said when he was a scumbag, smoking in bed.

I walked out of the prison slowly. Wu Qingfei got out of the car and asked me about the specific situation. I picked and answered, thought for a while, and said: "You tell people, buy some daily necessities and pass them in. Long clothes, long trousers, underwear, socks All came ten pieces. Also, there was a thin and tall prison guard named Wang. I gave him a red envelope and paid back the money I asked for last time. The extra money will be used as a thank you fee. If he doesn’t accept it, you Just say, prepare the money for the medicine."

Wu Qingfei didn't ask any more questions, his complexion was not good-looking, and the circles of his eyes were even a little red. I looked at it and knew that he hadn't considered the situation in the prison either. play.

I was always wary of Zhang Chen, for fear that he would dig some kind of hole for me to jump into.But when I really saw him down and down, I couldn't bear it. I attribute this to overflowing sympathy.