Song Shifeng's 1991

Why is it so small?

"Song Shifeng, the owner and editor-in-chief of "Great Power Fashion", gathered a crowd to fight and caused serious injuries..."

"Will the rising stars of the fashion industry perish? Will "Great Country Fashion" magazine go to extinction along with its founder?"

"Song Shifeng has been detained. Will he be sentenced to three to seven years in prison or life? It all depends on the vitality of the victim who is still in the intensive care unit of the hospital..."

Early in the morning, the overwhelming news flooded the streets and alleys. On the radio, TV, radio, and newspapers, the headlines became more sensational than the last, but the content was only one, something happened to Song Shifeng.

Yan Dong, who stayed up all night in the factory, instantly went blank, why would he hurt someone if he didn't see him overnight?Still in the game?what happened?It's okay to play billiards just like him, but he hits people?It would be good if people don't hit him!That idiot Song Shifeng must have been scared out of his wits right now!

With one kick of the gas pedal, the motorcycle turned into a rocket. After more than half an hour, Lu Yandong rode the motorcycle to the police station in 10 minutes.

It's a pity that I didn't see anyone. No matter what he said, it was useless. If I couldn't see it, I couldn't see it.

"Yan Dong, come here." While arguing with the police, the captain of the criminal police, Fu Pengcheng, suddenly greeted him.

Yan Dong saw an acquaintance, so he didn't care about the pleasantries, so he opened his mouth and asked, "How is Song Shifeng? Can I meet him? You don't know who he is, so you can't do anything that hurts people!"

Fu Pengcheng frowned, "It is true that he hurt the person, and the victim is still in the hospital."

"He is not the one who fights, there must be something wrong with this matter." Yan Dong explained hastily.

"Because of quarrels and gang fights, he stood up for his friends." Fu Pengcheng was also speechless, simply mourning his misfortune and angering him, "If you don't have the skills to fight, you can fight as long as you fight. You still use knives and stab people. What is this? Nature? To be sentenced!"

"Impossible!" Sentence?It was a joke, how could a person like him be sentenced?Yan Dong couldn't believe anything he said.

"Whether you believe it or not, it's just such a thing. We have already interrogated overnight. I shouldn't have said this to you. You should hurry up and seek the victim's forgiveness. It will be beneficial to him."

That idiot Song Shifeng!Even if he is too strong, he still holds a knife, is he crazy!No, he is trying to drive him crazy!

Yan Dong was about to go crazy, he was driven mad by that idiot.

Fighting for the victim's forgiveness, fighting for the victim's forgiveness, this sentence is in Yan Dong's mind now, he turned his head and went home to get the booklet and went to the bank to withdraw all the money, 10 yuan.

This was the only way he could think of to ask for forgiveness. He would pay no matter how much money he had, as long as he could get Song Shifeng out.

The man's condition was actually not that bad, he was directly transferred to the general ward after he came out of the operating room.

"We won't forgive you!" Before the man could speak, the woman next to the hospital bed with big earrings stared at him viciously, "My man almost died! There was such a big gash in his stomach! Blood flowed all over the place! Don't you I thought it would be great to have a few stinky money, so I'm going to put him in jail! Let that bastard die!"

"It was your man who started the trouble, and it was completely accidental..." Yan Dong tried to explain while holding back the anger in his heart.

"My man can't just say a word? What is accidental injury! Why is it not accidental injury to someone else but accidental injury to my man? Is it easy to bully me?" Then the woman cursed a series of obscenities, shaking her earrings, "I Tell you, how much money is not enough! Unless he himself makes a hole for himself!"

Yan Dong resisted not saying a word, directly opened the paper bags in his hand, and took out the money one by one.

The brand-new hundred-yuan bills were laid bare in front of the couple, one dozen after another, and Yan Dong took out a dozen and asked, "Is it enough?"

The man on the hospital bed began to droop his eyes, and couldn't help licking his dry lips when he heard the sound of bills being piled up one after another. Finally, he took a quick glance at the piles of hundred-dollar bills and turned his head to the other side , swallowed secretly.

Women are more direct than men, staring at the money for a while, just when Yan Dong thought they were moved, the woman suddenly got into trouble, grabbed the money and threw it on Yan Dong's face, "Get out! Don't think you have a few stinky Money is great, we don’t want money from murderers even if we are poor!”

The money floated all over the room, Yan Dong's face was extremely ugly.

At this moment, the sound of the shutter was accompanied by a flash of light, and a young man came in with a serious face holding a camera, stared at Yan Dong and asked, "I'm a reporter from Yuyang News, are you trying to bribe the victim?"

"We are negotiating things, this reporter comrade, please go out." Yan Dong panicked for a moment, as if he had really done something shameful.Fortunately, he has experienced a lot in the past few years, and he quickly stabilized his mind. Then his face turned cold, and the low posture that accompanied him with caution just now disappeared completely, and the aura of the superior was revealed involuntarily. People can't help feeling timid.

The young reporter paused for a moment, and opened his mouth to say something, when suddenly the woman rushed forward and held him tightly, "Comrade reporter can't leave, you have to make the decision for us!" Before she could cry, she rolled two lines .

While weeping, the woman kept telling the story over and over again. Inside and outside the words, it was the rich who committed a lot of crimes, oppressed people with money, and the common people were angry and powerless, and only wanted justice.

Is it wrong?What's wrong?Is the money in this place blown by the wind?

Yan Dong realized that he had done something bad with good intentions.If this is reported by reporters, I don't know how much trouble will be added to Song Shifeng.

He sank his heart and made a decision.Now that the matter has been like this, it can only be wrong and use force to suppress people to the end.

Picking up the money carefully one by one, Yan Dong bent over without any embarrassment, since hard-earned money can't buy peace, then buy a wicked person in power.

Yan Dong took the money and left without looking back, looking at them again.

As soon as he went out, Yan Dong called a friend he knew, and contacted the editor-in-chief of Yuyang Newspaper in a roundabout way. He didn't care about money, he only asked for one thing, and suppressing this matter before the matter was clarified might lead to even bigger conflicts. reports.

Fortunately, my friend has a lot of face, and the editor-in-chief is not a stubborn person, so the matter was finalized quickly.

Yan Dong's tone was still stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, how did things become like this?

At the Public Security Bureau, Song Shifeng, who hadn't slept all night, squatted in the corner staring at his bloodshot eyes, rubbing his hands on his clothes from time to time.He always felt that creepy sticky feeling on his hands, which was warm and covered his hands in an instant, and he couldn't clean them no matter how much he wiped.

I stabbed someone.

How could I stab someone?

How could he stab someone if he was afraid of getting his clothes dirty when he killed a chicken?

He couldn't figure it out, he didn't know where the knife came from, he didn't know why he was confused, and he didn't know why it was like this.

It's not that Song Shifeng has never fought in groups. To be honest, he was not a fuel-efficient lamp when he was younger. Although it can't be said that fighting is commonplace, he definitely did. It's not rare, but he didn't dare to tell his family.

At that time, he thought that he was already a young man in the mixed society, but now he suddenly realized that the group fights that used to be considered weapons with a brick were just playing tricks.

He brushed his hair over and over in panic and anxiety, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't understand why he stabbed someone in a flash of his brain, why didn't he take a look at the thing when he got it at that moment?

No, he looked at it, but his brain didn't react at all. The speed of that person's pounce was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

When the police interrogated him, he was ignorant, his mind was in chaos, and he thought it was absurd, impossible, how could it be?He was obviously going to play billiards!

Song Shifeng subconsciously looked up to find someone to say something to, but he was the only one in the empty detention room, and Ping Guanyue and the others were locked in another room.

Only then did he remember that the police said he was a criminal and would go to jail...

Thinking of this, Song Shifeng slapped himself hard, why didn't he control his hand, why didn't he look at what was in his hand!Why did you have to burn the buns to play pool yesterday? It’s fine if you don’t have a table, why do you have to fight...

But the more I think about it, the more I can't be reconciled. It's obvious that they didn't pick the incident, and it's obvious that the other party hit the person first. It's obvious that I should be the victim, so how can I become a criminal in a daze?

What if he stays at home in prison?Can't the fuck be mad?His father has been admirable all his life, how can he hold his head up if he has a son who is in prison now?Also, what about Yan Dong?They are good, if he is sentenced to three to five years, what will Yan Dong do?What if he thinks he's ashamed and doesn't get along with him?Even if he doesn't despise himself, can he wait for him all the time?

Thinking of this, Song Shifeng wondered why his face was so big?You are a fairy, you can make people look at you for thousands of years.

The mess in his mind is all about things, but what worries him the most is not the ones just now.What if he wants to enter his magazine?

Hearing what the police said, Nan Fengping and Guan Yue also slightly injured him, the three of them could only get out of Yang Jiabao, but they would have to be locked up for ten days and a half months.But this issue of the magazine has not been finalized yet, and the three bosses are all in trouble at the moment, and the magazine is not allowed to open the skylight!

He took great pains to type out the world, and finally made the magazine what it is now. If one issue is not published on time, it will be an accident, a big accident!

Can the magazine be okay without him later?Ping Guanyue and the two of them just want to design, can they make a good magazine?If something goes wrong...

This is his painstaking effort, and he has the confidence to straighten his back. If he gets dirty because of this, he will regret to death!

Thinking of how many years in prison he lost his love, lost his career, and owed a huge foreign debt, Song Shifeng wished he could just kowtow to death here, what's the point of living!

But after all, he was still reluctant to die. Not only was he reluctant to die, he also didn't want to go to jail.But, how come things are so small?There was such a knife, and there was such a person who rushed forward, let himself hold it, and stabbed the person...

Fortunately, no one was killed, otherwise there is no need to think about anything right now, just wash your neck and prepare to rest in peace.

Song Shifeng was brushing his hair sadly in the detention room, Yang Jiabao and the others who were separated from him in the room were not doing well.They weren't locked up with their opponents who fought in groups, but they didn't have a single room. They shared a room with four or five habitual thieves, and they didn't sleep all night in a mess.

"Song Shifeng must be terrified." Yang Jiabao leaned against the wall with worry on his face.

"This time it's not just a question of whether to scare or not, he's involved in something." Ping Guanyue stared at Wu Qingyan and said solemnly.

"Wouldn't you really be sentenced?"

"Strike hard now..."

"It's not his fault."

"It's my fault. I killed him." Ping Guanyue was expressionless, and his guilt was almost driving him crazy.

"What does it have to do with you? This is simply an accident! They hit people first, they provoked first, and we are justified in self-defense!"

"That's too defensive."

Yang Jiabao was full of dissatisfaction, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. It was wrong to fight to the point of using a knife.

Do you really want to go to jail...

"Yangzi, you are the least implicated among us. Someone will definitely come to see me in a few days. I will get you out first during my activities. Our magazine can't mess up."

"You just said, crack down hard." Yang Jiabao gave up hope, "I'm also one of the gangsters, so can it be good to commit crimes against the wind?"

"No, you can be beaten at most, and you can definitely go out." Ping Guan Yueqiang said calmly.

As he said, lawyers will come to see him soon, but unfortunately, just as Yang Jiabao guessed, no one can make money now, if he says he will be locked up for half a month, he will be locked up for half a month, and if he does not give a heavy sentence during the crackdown period, he will be exaggerating up.

For a moment despair spread in the room.

The company must be messed up, is their magazine really going to be ruined like this?

Compared to having her career cut in half, going to jail seems less serious.