When he was approaching the Qingpu District Branch, he received a call from Qiao Shengnan asking him where he was. Zhang Hehuan told Qiao Shengnan that he was about to arrive.

Qiao Shengnan asked him to wait at the door, and she drove An Ran out. Zhang Hehuan ran to the police car in the rain, opened the door and came to the back seat to sit down. Seeing An Ran with tears on his face, An Ran called his name in a hoarse voice: "Hehuan..." and then threw herself into his arms and cried loudly.

Zhang Hehuan hugged Anran in his arms, Qiao Shengnan observed the back through the rearview mirror, and said calmly: "Let's identify the deceased now."

Zhang Hehuan nodded. No wonder Qiao Shengnan wanted to call herself over. She was worried that An Ran could not bear it mentally. She held An Ran's cold slender hand and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I will be with you."

An Ran stabilized her mood: "My mother... she couldn't commit suicide..." She finally publicly admitted the mother-daughter relationship with Luo Qingyang, but unfortunately it was too late, and Luo Qingyang didn't have the chance to hear it.

Qiao Shengnan said: "There is no conclusion on the cause of death at present, and everything will be investigated for the follow-up."

They came to the morgue, and An Ran collapsed again after seeing his mother's body. Zhang Hehuan accompanied him throughout the journey. He noticed a obvious mark on Luo Qingyang's neck and thought to himself, can the police not see such obvious marks? Luo Qingyang was obviously killing him, not committing suicide at all.

Although it was cruel to confirm the identity of the deceased by relatives, it was a necessary step. An Ran confirmed the body of her mother and signed it.

While completing the procedures, Zhang Hehuan came out of the door and said to Qiao Shengnan: "Didn't you see such obvious scars on your neck?"

Qiao Shengnan said: "Of course you can see such obvious traces."

"Then why not declare it to be a killer?"

Qiao Shengnan looked inside and whispered: "On the surface, it was a robbery, and many things were messed up, leaving behind a lot of evidence that Luo Qingyang misappropriated the company's funds and used illegal means to seek commercial benefits."

Zhang Hehuan frowned: "Are you saying that someone pushed these things on her?"

Qiao Shengnan said: "It cannot be said that it is a push. She is a participant himself, but as soon as she dies, many clues will be interrupted."

Zhang Hehuan whispered: "Yue Kaishan, why don't you investigate Yue Kaishan?"

Qiao Shengnan said: "Don't talk nonsense. You don't need to bear any responsibility when you say it in front of me, but it's different if you say it in front of others." She sighed and said: "Ms. An is very unstable. You should pay more attention to the past two days. Her agent called over several times to understand the situation, but I blocked her from back."

Zhang Hehuan was stunned for a moment: "Agent? Isn't her agent Luo Qingyang?"

Qiao Shengnan shook his head and said, "Ji Mingguang from Xinhua Film Company, I checked the bottom of this person. In the past, he was Xinhua's legal adviser."

Zhang Hehuan said: "I will pay attention."

Qiao Shengnan said: "The clues on the other side of Yue Kaishan have been completely cut off. I hope you don't mention the matter of catching wind and shadows. I have a responsibility to develop to this point."

Zhang Hehuan said: "I don't blame you, if you blame me, it's that bastard is too cunning."

Qiao Shengnan said: "When her emotions calm down, try to learn more about the situation and contact me immediately if you find anything."

After An Ran finished the procedures, Qiao Shengnan asked about their whereabouts. Zhang Hehuan planned to take her to the studio temporarily. Nanjiang yard had been temporarily sealed, and there was the murder scene. Even if the sealing was unblocked in the future, An Ran would not go back. After all, she saw things and thought of others.

Qiao Shengnan wanted to send them back, but An Ran didn't want to take their car. Zhang Hehuan temporarily transferred a business from the unit and sent them to Nanjiang yard.

On the way back, he sent a message to Chu Qiuyue, telling her that he had seen An Ran.

Chu Qiuyue asked An Ran about her current emotions and told Zhang Hehuan to take care of him more, and she would send a separate message to An Ran.

Zhang Hehuan took An Ran back to the studio and asked her to go to the room to rest first. She wanted to leave, but An Ran grabbed his hand with tears in her eyes. Zhang Hehuan told her that she would not leave and let her sleep peacefully, and she was with her to accompany her.

Anran lay motionless on the bed. Zhang Hehuan knew that she was not asleep. No words of comfort now mean nothing is meaningless. The best way is to accompany her.

He went downstairs to cook a bowl of noodles for Anran, and called Luo Peihong by the way, told her what had happened, and asked Luo Peihong to ask him for a few days off. He contacted Qin Hong again and asked her to notify the studio members that they would not be able to go to work these two days, and he didn't want anyone to disturb An Ran's Qingjing.

She returned to the room with the noodles she had taken back. An Ran was still lying in the posture she had just now. Her phone kept ringing on the bedside table. An Ran was unmoved, as if she was isolated from the world.

The other party finally hung up the phone, and Zhang Hehuan said, "Anran, get up and eat something?"

"I don't want to eat."

Zhang Hehuan said: "Eat some more, I'll work hard to give you it."

When An Ran heard what he said, he slowly sat up, his eyes were already swollen from crying. Zhang Hehuan asked her to sit down and picked up the noodles to feed her. An Ran took a bite and tears fell down, and a few drops fell into the noodle bowl.

Zhang Hehuan's cell phone rang, he handed the bowl to An Ran, got up and went out to answer the phone.

This is a strange number, and the other party's voice is sonorous and powerful: "Mr. Zhang Hehuan?"

"It's me!"

"I am Ms. An's agent Ji Mingguang. Where are you?"

Zhang Hehuan suddenly became alert: "I don't seem to be familiar with you."

"That's right. I heard that Miss An is currently with you. I have an urgent matter to find her, so I took the liberty to call you."

"If you have urgent matters, just call her. Why are you calling me?" Zhang Hehuan was a little disgusted with Xinhua and the others from the bottom of her heart.

"Mr. Zhang, Miss An is an artist under Xinhua. We are sad that such a thing happened at her family, but escaping is not a way, and some problems still have to be faced."

Zhang Hehuan said, "Why don't you die if you are so sad?" After that, he hung up the phone.

Ji Mingguang was stunned by Zhang Hehuan's scolding on the other end of the phone. The other party did not give him a chance to react, and looked at the phone awkwardly.

In the spacious and grand office, a man sat on his back. It was Yue Kaishan, the president of Shanshui Group. Yue Kaishan looked at the undulating mountains outside the window, and in the hazy spring rain, he looked like a tiger sitting on a dragon, and his deep eyes were flashing with a faint sadness.

Ji Mingguang said: "Mr. Yue, he hung up the phone."

Yue Kaishan said: "Where is Anran?"

"It should be with him. Zhang Hehuan has a music studio in Linjiang Entrepreneurship Park, and they went there."

Yue Kaishan said: "This child is a little willful and really regards Zhang Hehuan as her savior."

Ji Mingguang said: "Mr. Yue, why don't I go to the studio to find her?"

Yue Kaishan shook his head: "No, she is in a bad mood, give her some time to recover."

In the evening, An Ran finally agreed to go out for a walk under Zhang Hehuan's persuasion. The rain stopped and the sky had not yet cleared. The air was filled with a fresh smell of soil and grass. This smell should have made people feel relaxed, but An Ran's expression was dull.

Zhang Hehuan said: "When I finish the work here, I will accompany you out for a walk."

An Ran said: "She didn't wait until I called Mom..." Before she finished speaking, tears fell down again.

Zhang Hehuan looked at her distress and wanted to wipe her tears. She threw herself into his arms and sobbed quietly.

Zhang Hehuan said softly: "Don't be afraid! I have me in everything."

An Ran nodded. She had no relatives in this world, and she could only rely on Zhang Hehuan.

Luo Peihong was called to the office by Sun Shuli in the morning, and Sun Shuli handed her several letters.

Luo Peihong took it and asked, "Is it convenient for me to see?" In fact, she knew in her heart that Sun Shuli was for her to show it, but out of respect for her leaders, she still had to ask in a procedural manner. She has worked for many years and is well versed in the rules of the workplace.

Sun Shuli nodded and gave another instruction.

Luo Peihong opened one by one, and several letters were all reported by the same person - Zhang Hehuan.

Luo Peihong frowned unconsciously. It can be said that these letters are reasonable and basically all happened. They also included photos. After reading them, she explained to the content of one of the letters: "Wen Yongshi's hand was indeed broken. I have read her medical records. When the incident happened, many people in the crew were there, and they could prove it."

Sun Shuli said: "It will be cured for a hundred days, and her arm will be broken so quickly? Who would believe this if you tell me it?"

Luo Peihong said: "I heard that the medical level in Xiangjiang is relatively advanced..."

"It's impossible to be advanced. There is no such magical medical skills in this world. In less than a week, she appeared at the Northern Film Studio and was completely restored. How could it be? Unless she pretended from the beginning."

Luo Peihong still maintained, "It shouldn't be possible." Looking back now, Zhang Hehuan was accompanying Wen Yongshi to the hospital at that time, and this matter was really hard to say.

"Why can't you? Zhang Hehuan, a bastard, can't think of any wrong tricks? He signed Wen Yongshi and wanted to help her get rid of the film contract for "The Legend of Qin", without compensation, so this kid came up with such a trick. This bastard is pretending to be full of sets. This pair of acting skills are too clumsy, right?"

Luo Peihong said: "Xiao Zhang is not that complicated. He has always respected you very much. I believe that he is not trying to harm the public or private." She can do nothing in maintaining Zhang Hehuan.

Sun Shuli said: "Did you make that studio think I don't know?"

Luo Peihong said embarrassedly: "I can explain that."

"No need to explain, I don't object to some side job. I can turn a blind eye, but now that people have sent all the reports to me, I can't pretend that nothing happened. Zhang Hehuan can do whatever he wants, you can't, you are the director of the TV series production center, you have a formal organization, he doesn't, you immediately leave it apart from his music studio."

Luo Peihong nodded. In fact, she didn't want the studio's shares at the beginning. Now she can just return the shares to Zhang Hehuan with just one's reputation. Of course, she will still be able to help. These letters of reporting are very meaningful. Even the photos of Zhang Hehuan and Wen Yongshi were taken together. As long as these photos were sent out, they would definitely create a wave of scandals.

Luo Peihong asked carefully: "Sun Tai, what are you going to deal with this matter?"

Sun Shuli said: "You ask Zhang Hehuan to write a description of the specific situation. No matter whether it is wrong or not, you must write an apology letter and apologize in public at an internal meeting in Taiwan next week."

Luo Peihong said: "You don't know his temper. If his temper comes up..."

"What can I do if I get angry? He has a temper, and I still have a temper. Others think that I was instructing him to mess around outside, saying that I am nepotism. If I don't punish him, how can I convince the public in the future? How can I carry out my work?"

Luo Peihong said: "How about changing the method and not letting him apologize in public. After all, he did not make any big mistakes and made a great contribution to Taiwan."

Sun Shuli looked at Luo Peihong. Of course, he knew the friendship between Luo Peihong and Zhang Hehuan. He was also very troubled with Zhang Hehuan's handling. The letter of report was transferred from the Discipline Inspection Commission, and the evidence was conclusive. If he didn't beat him, others would definitely say that he was favored. But if he beat him hard, he was afraid that this kid would run away. How to deal with it is really difficult.

Sun Shuli picked up the thermos cup and drank a sip of tea, calmed down and said, "Do you have any better solutions?"

Luo Peihong said: "Why don't you remove his office director first and keep his assistant to the director."

"No!" Sun Shuli shook his head. It wasn't that changing the soup or the medicine. He thought for a while and said, "The office director and the assistant director of the director have both waived him."

Luo Peihong said: "You don't plan to use him anymore?"

Sun Shuli said, "Why don't I use it? They are right, I just spoiled him too much."

Luo Peihong said: "Next month, there will be a study class for young cadres in the province. If he wants to learn and exercise, he will do it."

Sun Shuli looked at Luo Peihong. In fact, the quota of the study class was originally Luo Peihong. She now took the initiative to let the wise man out, with the purpose of keeping Zhang Hehuan's face. Sun Shuli thought for a while and said, "Then let him exempt him from the office director and let him study and exercise."

"What's the name?" These letters of complaint have been filled with a lot of charges. Since Zhang Hehuan has to be dealt with, there must be a reason. You can't accidentally rub his office director.

Sun Shuli said: "I am not decisive in personal life."

Luo Peihong wanted to laugh a little. Compared to economic issues, this problem is very light. Lao Sun is still merciless to Zhang Hehuan. For an unmarried young man, inadequate personal life is almost nothing.
To be continued...