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Chapter 797: What is the reason?

As soon as he saw Feng Sizhe lying in the ward, Ding Deren pulled his son behind him with his hand, and then kicked Ding Qiang to the ground, "Ding Qiang, you still haven't apologized to Comrade Feng Sizhe."

, to seek forgiveness from others? Look at what harm you have done to others."

Feng Sizhe didn't expect that Ding Deren would do this as soon as they met. Seeing Ding Qiang kneeling in front of him, he wanted to help him, but he was only halfway up, and the bones that were hit were still strong.

It hurt, and the pain was so unbearable that he let out an ouch for a while.

"What's wrong with you, Zhe'er?" Zhao Mingyuan saw this situation and asked quickly.

"Comrade Feng Sizhe, are you okay?" Ding Deren also took a big step, passed his son and came to the hospital bed, trying to reach out to support Feng Sizhe.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I just got up so hard that I hurt my wound." Feng Sizhe quickly waved his hand to indicate that he didn't mean it.

"Hey, it's all my fault that Ding Qiang is a useless thing. This kid is not as good as others. He doesn't think about how to learn from others. He really wants to destroy those who are worse than him. This kind of thinking really pisses me off. Today I I brought him here. Do you want to beat him or arrest him? I promise not to say a word more." Seeing that Feng Sizhe was indeed fine, Ding Deren took another half step back, then pointed behind him and stood. Ding Qiang stood there and said something like this.

Ding Deren was actually mentally prepared to send his son here to let the Zhao family vent their anger.

He has already heard about Zhao Mingyuan leading the army to the Wen family in Xiangshan Villa to ask for someone. Even Zhao Mingyuan doesn't care about a family like the Wen family, so what does he mean in the eyes of others? Although in terms of rank, he

He was not afraid of Zhao Mingyuan, but he felt guilty about this matter. He was upright. He thought that instead of letting someone come to his door, he might as well take the initiative and send his son there. In this way,

The other party wouldn't really be cruel to his son. Of course, if the other party really wanted to do this, he really couldn't say anything.

With a proactive attitude, Ding Deren brought his son Ding Qiang over and left it to Feng Sizhe and Zhao Mingyuan to deal with him.

For Ding Qiang, who was kneeling on the ground a little tremblingly, Zhao Mingyuan of course tilted his neck and couldn't even look at him. As soldiers, they pay attention to having an iron-blooded spirit, that is, they must stand firm under any difficulties.

Not bowing your head, this is the essence of an iron-blooded soldier. And it is normal for Zhao Mingyuan to dislike someone like Ding Qiang who kneels down and trembles all over when something happens.

Compared to Zhao Mingyuan's indifference, Feng Sizhe's face still had some enthusiasm. "Secretary-General Ding, what are you doing? Let brother Ding Qiang get up. Hey, I don't blame Mr. Ding for this."

Yes, he is actually being used by others. To put it bluntly, he is a victim just like me. Think about it, if something really happens to me this time, then the most unlucky person will definitely be Mr. Ding, because I

He was called out by Mr. Ding with a phone call. Relatively speaking, Wen Rujie's crime was much smaller. So from the beginning of this matter, Mr. Ding was set up just like me, but he might not have done it yet.

Just want to understand. Then since they are all victims, how can there be a saying that the victim apologizes to the victim? Haha, Secretary-General Ding, help your son up quickly."

In front of Ding Deren and Ding Qiang, Feng Sizhe said something that no one present could have imagined.

Originally, he could have given Ding Qiang a good scolding on this matter, and even reached out and hit him twice. But he didn't. Instead, he carefully analyzed the matter before and after, and provided advice for Ding Qiang.

Exculpated.

Ding Qiang, who was kneeling on the ground, was already prepared to be beaten and arrested when he came. Because his father Ding Deren made the serious relationship very clear, that is, Zhao Mingyuan was willing to go to the Wen family for Feng Sizhe, so that

It was impossible for the Ding family to protect him, so he asked his son not to say anything after meeting Feng Sizhe, and just admit his mistake. Maybe they would look at his own face and not be so cruel to Ding Qiang.

Bar.

After listening to his father's words, Ding Qiang knew that it would be difficult for him to escape. He even thought that maybe being arrested by the police and locked up for a few months would be the most comfortable and cheapest thing. But he never thought that it would be the most comfortable and cheapest thing to do.

What is surprising is that after meeting Feng Sizhe, the other party not only did not accuse him, but also excused himself, and the first sentence he opened his mouth called him brother.

This feeling really touched him. "Feng...Mr. Feng, is what you said true? Am I also a victim?"

"Of course it's true. It can be said that if something happens to me and I can't wake up this time, your life will probably be at stake. You should understand this, right?" Feng Sizhe smiled at Ding.

Qiang said.

Of course Ding Qiang understood what Zhao Mingyuan was willing to do for his grandson, and he knew it this time. It can be imagined that if Feng Sizhe really died this time, then he would definitely be buried with him.

My father is not as powerful as the Wen family. As far as I'm concerned, he is the first offender, so naturally he will take the blame.

"I understand, Mr. Feng, I understand. But do you really not blame me?" Ding Qiang still couldn't believe what Feng Sizhe just said.

"Haha, of course it's impossible not to blame you. To be honest, I somewhat hate you in my heart, because if I didn't believe you, then I wouldn't have fallen into your trap." Feng Sizhe is telling the truth. If not

He is gullible, at least he will not take Li Shuang out alone. "But then again, if you think about it carefully, except that you are not injured like me, what is the difference between you and me?

Well, even in terms of inner condemnation, you probably feel more uncomfortable than me. Even so, I still have the trouble to embarrass you, you are already very uncomfortable and unhappy."

"Master Feng." After listening to what Feng Sizhe said, Ding Qiang knelt and came to Feng Sizhe's bed. "Master Feng, I thank you, thank you for your tolerance. If you are willing, I am willing to be your

Friend, is it okay if I don’t know?”

Facing such a generous person, Ding Qiang had to admire him from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course, aren't we already friends? I think my grandfather and Secretary-General Ding all hope that we can become friends, right?" After saying this with a smile, Feng Sizhe raised his eyebrows.

At first, he glanced at Zhao Mingyuan and Ding Deren.

Needless to say, Zhao Mingyuan would definitely support his grandson. As for Ding Deren, he did not expect that Feng Sizhe would be so generous. This was better than any outcome he thought of. Now he sees that Feng Sizhe is asking for his help.

Of course, he would immediately express his agreement. "Well, I am very happy and relieved that my son can have a friend like Sizhe. Well, in the future, you don't have to always call me secretary-general.

From now on you can call me Uncle Ding except during working hours, what do you think?"

"Okay, Uncle Ding." Feng Sizhe's kindness was finally rewarded. Another future member of the Central Committee's zz Bureau accepted him. This was another big gain for him. In other words, the beating was not in vain.

Everyone was very happy about the happy scene in which everyone was able to plead guilty. Especially Ding Qiang, who was so beautiful that he didn't have to worry about what kind of suffering he would suffer. After getting rid of the biggest worry in his heart, he was with

Feng Sizhe chatted very enthusiastically, until Zhao Mingyuan became a little unhappy, and the Ding family and his son left the hospital. After all, Feng Sizhe was still recovering, and it would be good to rest more.

Returning home happily, Ding Deren burst into laughter as soon as he entered the living room, "This Sizhe really knows how to do things. I like what he did today."

"Yes, Mr. Feng's broadmindedness is really beyond my expectation, hehe." Ding Qiang also said flatteringly from the side.

"What's wrong, dad, brother, why are you so happy? Didn't my brother go to apologize? Why are you so excited when you come back?" Ding Dang walked out of the room and heard that his father and brother were laughing.

, she was very puzzled. It was really rare for her to be in such a good mood even after apologizing.

Ding Qiang looked at his sister's puzzled look and laughed, "Sister, you don't know this, right? That Feng Sizhe is really a character, at least his mind is incomparable to us.

, after he saw me, he didn’t mean to blame me at all. Instead, he spoke for me everywhere, saying that I was actually a victim, and that there was no precedent in the world for victims to apologize to victims. Haha, what do you think this kind of person is?

Isn’t it very broad?”

"What? Is this true?" After listening to his brother's words, Ding Dang looked very puzzled.

"Yes, what your brother said is true, and it is indeed the case." Ding Deren also nodded happily.

"Then why is this?" Ding Dang was really confused at this moment. It is said that his brother invited him out. If he didn't have his brother, he wouldn't be hurt. But why didn't he look for her when he looked back?

What does "brother settling accounts" mean? Why is this?

Ding Dang is a girl who loves to use her brain. When she doesn't understand anything, she always likes to ask why first, and then solve the problem clearly. Now Feng Sizhe's approach made her a little confused, and she was stunned for a moment.

Think about the reason for this.


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