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Chapter 622 He vomited blood...

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    Song Boyan didn't need to describe it in detail. Han Jifeng had already imagined the scene. The poppy flowers were beautiful and blooming all over the mountain like fire. It was impossible to forget the moment he opened his eyes. Just like many years ago, Song Boyan still remembered the little girl who saved him.  .

    When a man becomes successful and famous, if he owes a life-saving favor and fails to repay it in time, as time goes by and his status becomes higher and higher, this favor will be magnified.

    Therefore, in his dream, Song Baiyan ordered his subordinates to re-investigate Xia Zhengguo's case, just to return Tang Li's favor, including his approachability when talking to Tang Li, all because Tang Li had saved his life before.

    In the fragmented fragments, Han Jifeng vaguely remembered that after returning from playing golf, he was called over by the Attorney General within two days and changed his position.

    At that time, because of the meeting between Song Boyan and Tang Li at the stadium, Li Yuan'er's instigation was burned into his heart. Even if he was promoted, he didn't tell Tang Li after returning home.

    Besides having nothing to talk about, there were also many misunderstandings between him and Tang Li.

    Seeing that Han Jifeng was a little distracted, Song Boyan continued: "I lived there for a while and knew a little bit about the situation in her family. Then I left, and her mother asked me not to go back again. She didn't want their lives to be disturbed. It didn't take long.  , they also moved away from that small village."

    "Later, I transferred to the army and left the army. During the intervening seven or eight years, I would occasionally think of this past event. It wasn't until she came back to the Li family that those memories became clear again."

    After a long while, Han Jifeng asked: "Did you meet her again at Li's house?"

    Song Boyan denied: "I met her in August of the year before last. At noon that day, she was handing out flyers in a commercial square. I saw that her face was red, and I asked the driver to get out of the car to get all her flyers, but she refused.  After all the hard talking, I only got three.

    She told the driver that she would get 120 yuan for distributing flyers for a day. If she gave him all the money, she didn't know what she would do. People would come to patrol the mall from time to time. If they were discovered, all the flyers in the morning would amount to nothing, and they would lose their part-time job.  .  "

    Han Jifeng noticed that Song Boyan's eyes were full of interest in reminiscing about the past: "After she came to the capital, she became a solid person. She knew that she would be deducted from her wages for being lazy, unlike before when she tried to cheat and cheat."

    Song Boyan said the words "cheating, cheating, and cheating" with full connivance.

    "Everyone comes from her age. She is still young now. Even if she does something wrong, she still has time to put things right."

    Song Boyan added: "Youth cannot be judged based on appearance alone. Some people are seventy years old and still behave like children in front of people close to them. You cannot say that they are naive and ignorant. Maybe outside, they  She already has a very high social status."

    Looking at Song Baiyan's mature and handsome features, Han Jifeng seemed to have heard these words, but also seemed to turn a deaf ear. In the past few minutes, he asked the question in his heart: "So are you planning to use your feelings to repay her for saving her life?  "

    After a long time, Han Jifeng got the answer from Song Boyan.

    Ji Ming stood waiting outside the office.

    He looked at his watch, it was already past 6 o'clock in the evening.

    Not long after, the office door opened, and Director Han came out.

    Han Jifeng's face turned pale, and his eyebrows became colder. He walked straight out of the hall door on the second floor and walked down the stairs outside.

    Before we even got around the fountain in front of Tan Palace, the stomach cramps that had occurred in the past few days had become more and more obvious.

    The words Song Boyan said still remained in his thoughts.

    There was a fishy smell in Han Jifeng's throat. He just covered his thin lips with his hand when a cough escaped, and the back of his hand was already scarlet.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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