After the new Spokesperson took power and the old struggles and bloodshed came to an end, Lei Yaoxing washed away everything from the past with his own blood.
Having received both a public explanation and tangible compensation, the representatives from every side rose and left one after another. Chen Yu Bo also ran over to his brother's side, asking question after question.
Ji Jue leaned back in his chair for a long time. Then he raised a hand, removed three rubber bands from the back of his head, and studied them in his palm for a long time.
Silent sigh.
"Leaving?" Old Tang asked with a sharp glance.
"Yeah."
Without regret, Ji Jue withdrew his gaze and cracked open his last sunflower seed. "The seeds are gone, the job's done—what am I still doing here? Trying to flatter the new Spokesperson? Forget it. I'm not in a gang... What about you?"
"I can't leave!" Old Tang declared. "That bastard Chen Xingzhou cheated me out of such a huge sum. Shouldn't I at least squeeze some more final payment out of him?"
"Then I wish you success in collecting your wages."
Ji Jue smiled faintly and waved goodbye to Tang Qian. As he passed through the crowd, he staggered as though by accident and bumped into the person ahead of him, immediately looking embarrassed.
"Ah, excuse me."
"It's okay."
The unfamiliar woman who turned around had been smiling, but when she saw him, she froze for a moment. After nodding, she hurried away.
Leaving behind only a faint scent of perfume, which made Ji Jue remain where he was for a long time.
He lowered his eyes, thoughtful.
Then he heard the sound of wheelchair wheels turning behind him. Chen Yu Bo had pushed Chen Xingzhou over.
The little fatty no