Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

Zhao Quezi nodded: "He Feng, don't worry, I will take care of you if anything happens."

Before leaving, He Feng looked at the mark he had made secretly. When he comes tomorrow, he will know what kind of person Zhao Quezi is.

He Feng simply packed up and left. As soon as He Feng's figure disappeared at the door, Zhao Quezi appeared impatiently.

Zhao Quezi limped to the door, staring at the direction where He Feng left, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the other party had gone far away.

Zhao Quezi showed a sly smile on his face, and he quickly turned around and waved to his men behind him. A group of people immediately came out from the dark, they were agile and well-trained, and they were obviously Zhao Quezi's confidants.

"Let's get started!" Zhao Quezi whispered. His men nodded one after another, then quickly dispersed and began to secretly transfer the extra parts.

They carefully took the parts out of their hiding places, packed them in special boxes, and quietly transported them away. During the whole process, they did not make any sound, as if they were a group of ghosts moving.

Zhao Quezi stood aside, nervously watching his men's every move. His eyes revealed a hint of anxiety, after all, this operation was related to his interests and safety.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the men finally completed the task. They moved all the parts away safely without leaving any trace.

Zhao Quezi nodded with satisfaction, and then quickly left the scene with his men. Zhao Quezi knew that this kind of thing could not be done again at least in the short term, so he could only wait and see.

But what Zhao Quezi didn't know was that when they were secretly transporting the parts, they accidentally touched the mark made by He Feng.

Zhao Quezi doesn’t know about this, and He Feng doesn’t know about it now.

After He Feng came out, he happened to meet Zhao Lei who came to pick him up: "Zhao Lei, have you been waiting here for a while?"

Zhao Lei really didn't expect Director He to come out so late, so he waited here for a while: "Director He, I just got here too."

He Feng coughed and said, "Alright, I know it's my fault. Remember, I'm just a warehouse guard here. You should call me He Feng. If you really don't think it's okay, you can call me Brother Feng."

Zhao Lei nodded: "Director He."

Just as he was about to call Director He, He Feng coughed and said, "Brother He, today Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu's wife came to the Public Security Bureau with your letter of apology. Director Zheng also followed your opinion and did not agree to release Jia Dongxu."

He Feng secretly guessed that Yi Zhonghai would definitely make trouble for him after he returned. After all, according to Yi Zhonghai's plan, he hoped that he would not be able to enter the steel mill, and then force him to write a letter of understanding.

He Feng couldn't help but frown. He knew that Yi Zhonghai was a narrow-minded person. Once his plan failed, he would definitely not give up.

But He Feng was no longer afraid. He Feng just wanted to force Yi Zhonghai to reveal his plan so that he could deal with Yi Zhonghai properly.

He Feng was about to go back, but then he remembered something: "Zhao Lei, I will give you a person's name and identity tomorrow. You should investigate him carefully. I want to see who he is."

Zhao Lei nodded and went back. After all, many people knew Zhao Lei's identity. If they saw Zhao Lei talking to He Feng frequently, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.

As the sun sets, He Feng walks leisurely towards the courtyard. He Feng has a calm look on his face, as if he has a clear idea of ​​what is about to happen. When passing by the vegetable market, he buys some fresh vegetables to treat himself in the evening.

Returning to the courtyard, He Feng opened the door and saw Yi Zhonghai sitting in the yard waiting for him. Yi Zhonghai had a hint of anxiety on his face, but when he saw He Feng coming back, he relaxed a little.

"You're back." Yi Zhonghai said.

"Yeah." He Feng answered indifferently. When passing by the front yard, Yan Bugui saw He Feng and went back directly. He Feng did not take it to heart.

He Feng knew what Yi Zhonghai was worried about, but He Feng didn't say a word. Anyway, he was not the one who was worried.

Just as He Feng was about to open the door, Yi Zhonghai stood up and said, "He Feng, I have something to tell you."

"What are you talking about? I gave you the letter of apology, and don't you know what you did?" He Feng was not going to give face to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was speechless and thought for a while: "He Feng, I was wrong in doing this, but I can ask you to work in the workshop. With your intelligence and talent, I believe you will soon be the same as me, and you can earn much more than working in the warehouse."

He Feng turned around and said, "Yi Zhonghai, do you really think I don't know what you are thinking? Then let me guess. What you are thinking now is nothing more than how He Feng is so lucky. It was clearly said that Li Yang was not allowed to let He Feng pass, so how did He Feng pass?"

Yi Zhonghai still wanted to argue: "Okay, Yi Zhonghai, don't explain to me in a hypocritical way. I'm not as easy to be fooled as He Yuzhu. What did you mean just now? You can't reach the warehouse, so you plan to trick me into the workshop first, and then you can secretly trip me up. What's the matter with me saying that I am also an eighth-level fitter? What a lie."

After saying that, He Feng didn't care about Yi Zhonghai's red face and went back directly: "What the hell, you are the only one with brains in the courtyard, the others are just water."

Yi Zhonghai didn't expect that he used to be the one who taught others a lesson in Siheyuan, but today he was scolded by He Feng. Moreover, Yi Zhonghai knew that He Feng was indeed different from He Yuzhu. He knew too much and was not easy to deceive.

The neighbors in the courtyard did not expect that He Feng would dare to confront Yi Zhonghai. You have to know that Yi Zhonghai is the uncle in the courtyard and an eighth-level fitter in the steel rolling mill. There are not many people in the courtyard who are as bold as He Feng, who even dares not give Yi Zhonghai face.

At this time, Qin Huairu also came over: "Uncle, what should I do if He Feng doesn't agree?"

Yi Zhonghai had prepared a lot of words, but he didn't expect that he didn't even finish a single word: "This He Feng really thought that I have no way to deal with him in the warehouse, wait and see how I deal with him later."

Qin Huairu was anxious. He didn't care how He Feng pissed off Yi Zhonghai. "Uncle, if it really doesn't work, let's hold a meeting of the whole hospital. Then we can talk to him properly. He already has a job, so why don't you ask Jia Dongxu to come back?"