At noon, Liao Jingqing and Liu Meier took Yaoyao home with them. Wang Siyu also left the beach and went to Delai Restaurant in the city center. In the luxurious private room, he invited a team of lawyers from Beijing as a private person. During the meal, Wang Siyu patiently read the defense materials and listened to the lawyers' analysis and inferences about the case.

Chen Nannan's case has ended the investigation stage and is transferred to the procuratorate and judicial procedures. The trial will be held in a few days. Wang Siyu didn't say it, but he was still very worried about it. Moreover, in addition to sympathy for that poor woman, he also felt a little guilty, hoping to do something for her within the legal scope.

The lawyers are very dedicated and have done a lot of work in Binhai these days. In addition to collecting evidence, they also contacted the victim's family to help build a bridge and reached an agreement on the issue of economic compensation. According to their inference, according to similar cases in China, Chen Nannan should be sentenced to ten years in prison.

The ten-year sentence is not short or long, but as a beautiful woman, it may mean that the best youth must be spent in the iron window, and almost all of them have been destroyed, thinking of these, Wang Siyu felt a little uncomfortable, and his mood was depressed to the bottom. Although he raised his glasses frequently at the dinner table, he had his face tense and rarely smiled.

These lawyers naturally know Wang Siyu's identity, the rumors and the hustle and bustle outside are naturally heard of. They are all top legal professionals in this industry, with rich experience in industry, have been exposed to too many cases, and various shady stories, but they have never been as confused or even puzzled as they are today.

The victims had no foundation. Secretary Wang of the Municipal Party Committee could settle the matter by saying hello, but he took great pains to solve it within the scope of the law. It was really incomprehensible. But when Wang Siyu said that he should do his best to maintain the dignity of the law after drinking a few glasses of wine, these people were silent, and then there was a burst of warm applause.

Although they were still skeptical, the facts in front of them told them that this might be true. Moreover, everyone also saw Wang Siyu's contradictory mentality at this time. They respected the young prince of the capital and the Binhai Municipal Party Committee even more, and they all expressed that they would do their best to handle the case well and not disappoint Secretary Wang.

After lunch, Wang Siyu sent off his lawyer team at the entrance of the restaurant. Then he went to the shop next to him and bought flowers and fruits. Then he got into Zheng Dajun's car and went to the detention center to visit the detained female supporter of the TV station, Chen Nannan.

What surprised Wang Siyu was that after meeting, he found that Chen Nannan looked very good and was not as haggard as he imagined. There was even a little rosy on her white and beautiful face. After taking the flowers, Chen Nannan took it to her chest, took a deep breath, and smiled and said, "Thank you, Secretary Wang, I knew you were coming last night!"

"Do you hate me?" Wang Siyu lit a cigarette, put down the lighter, frowned and took a few sips, raised his head, looked at Chen Nannan sincerely, and said softly: "Maybe, I should say hello to restore your freedom."

Chen Nannan smiled, shook her head gently, put the flowers on the table, stared at the bouquet of beautiful and fiery roses, and said thoughtfully: "I don't hate anyone. After calming down, I thought about it and should accept punishment. Only in this way can I feel better in my heart and I can get rid of the shadows in the second half of my life."

Wang Siyu sighed, fiddled with the lighter, frowned and said, "Nan Nan, Chunshan seems to have come back. Has he seen you?"

Chen Nannan shook her head, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and she said lightly: "His second sister has been here, probably the meaning is that he feels very stressed and cannot live in Binhai. He wants to transfer it away and live a peaceful life, that is to say, the relationship between us has ended."

Wang Siyu frowned and changed the subject: "If you need anything in the future, you can write a letter and let them hand it over to me."

Chen Nannan lowered his head and said in a naughty way: "No need, Secretary Wang, it's really causing trouble for you. The scandals outside are flying everywhere, causing a very bad impact on you. Many leaders come to see me, and the people here are even more concerned, making me unable to figure out whether I am a prisoner."

Wang Siyu smiled and said softly: "You need to exercise, actively cooperate with the transformation, strive for a reduction in sentence, come out early, don't worry about your work problems, I will arrange it then, and the same is true in life. With me here, there is nothing to worry about."

Chen Nannan's eyes were filled with tears. He raised his head, looked at Wang Siyu flexibly, and whispered: "Secretary Wang, I will return the money I have compensated in private after I go out."

Wang Siyu nodded and smiled and said, "Okay, you can work for me and make money. I will tell you that I have an entertainment company in Beijing and I still need outstanding talents like you."

"Secretary Wang, what are you going to do? Do you teach Cantonese?" Chen Nannan wiped the corner of her eyes with her hand and made a joke.

This sentence touched Wang Siyu's memories, nodded sadly, and smiled: "As long as you like, you can teach anything."

Chen Nannan giggled, sighed lightly, carefully took out a colorful butterfly mask from her pocket and handed it to Wang Siyu, saying regretfully: "I wanted to be a bigger one, but unfortunately, there are not enough materials."

Wang Siyu took the butterfly mask, put it on his face, and whispered: "Very good, very beautiful, Nan Nan, your hands are so clever."

Chen Nannan smiled with a pursed lips and said sadly: "Secretary Wang, I am so happy that you can come over. I really want to say thank you."

Wang Siyu shook his head gently, stretched out his right hand, held her fair and tender little hand, and gently stroked it for a while, then whispered: "Nan Nan, take good care of yourself, no matter how big the difficulties you encounter, you must survive."

"So too!" Chen Nannan cried, tears slid down her cheeks, biting her pink lips, and said aggrievedly: "He... was disappointed, really disappointed."

Wang Siyu was silent, patted her hand, handed her tissue, and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, there will be a long road in the future!"

Chen Nannan nodded, wiped her tears, and burst into tears and said with a smile: "I thought about it last night. When I saw you, I only allowed you to laugh, but not cry. I didn't expect that I couldn't hold it back."

Wang Siyu smiled and said softly: "Nan Nan, actually, you look pretty good when you cry."

Chen Nannan glanced at him, grabbed his big hand, placed it on his face, closed his eyes, and said softly: "If I could get a commutation of sentence and go out early, I would really be your mistress, okay?"

"Okay!" Wang Siyu smiled slightly and nodded, "Nan Nan, don't worry, after being released from prison, I will definitely come and pick you up."

Chen Nannan covered her face with her hand and chuckled, "Thank you, Secretary Wang, now that I have hope, my life will be much better in the future, and I am not afraid of being bored."

Wang Siyu smiled, patted her shoulders, and whispered: "Don't worry, I will come to see you often in the future."

"Don't, people's words are terrifying. You are the secretary of the municipal party committee. You must always pay attention to the influence." Chen Nannan brushed her hair, opened her beautiful eyes, glanced at Wang Siyu, and said politely: "Go back, I won't be nervous if I can see you before the trial."

Wang Siyu sat for more than ten minutes and comforted Chen Nannan softly. It was not until she repeatedly urged her to leave the detention center and return to the villa. After entering the room, he locked himself in the study room, sucked a few cigarettes, took out his cell phone, and sent a text message to the old hexagram master, saying that he had too many worries recently and felt that everything was not going well, so he asked the other party to give advice.

Half an hour later, the old master called the phone and said with a smile: "If you have something to do in the future, don't send text messages. Just call me directly, you may not see it."

"Can't see it?" Wang Siyu was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "What does it mean?"

The old master sighed and explained softly: "Last summer, I couldn't see anything in my left eye. It probably won't take long before my right eye will be gone."

Wang Siyu frowned and said in surprise: "It's eye disease, it should be treated early. Where are you? I'll arrange someone to pick you up."

The old master waved his hand and said with a smile: "No need, it's better to become blind in our profession, and it's easier to deceive people."

Wang Siyu was angry and said anxiously: "Stop kidding, tell me, where are you?"

The old hexagram master laughed, took off his thick glasses, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm at a friend's house and I'm studying Shaozi's divine numbers with him. I've got something a little bit. My illness is a punishment for heaven, and the hospital cannot cure it."

Wang Siyu waved his hand and frowned and said, "I think you are obsessed with it. Stop and stop studying it."

"That's not true. You can't be blinded by your eyes all your life. You can't see it better, calm down!" The old hexagram master smiled, took out a few copper coins, made a divination, and said softly: "After a while, I plan to go to West China, meet Junior Sister Miaoke, and explain some things to her. I can calculate a lot of things, but I can't calculate my own luck. I always have to make some preparations."

Wang Siyu nodded and smiled and said, "Is there anything I need to deal with?"

"Yes, help me take good care of Xiaojia and make her happy as much as possible." A strange look flashed across the old master's face, and he said softly: "Xiaojia is my granddaughter. From now on, my deceitful ability will always be passed on to her. This child's life is in a difficult situation. After thirty years, I am afraid that he will become a monk."

Wang Siyu felt nervous. For some reason, he felt empty and nodded, "Don't worry, she is very good now. Even if she encounters trouble in the future, the Yu family will stand up for her. She should not end like that."

"Things in the world are unpredictable!" The old hexagram smiled, took a sip of tea, and continued, "I guessed the situation there. Although there are more troubles, it is not a big deal. The problem seems to be in the land of Longxing. What changes are there in West China?"

Wang Siyu pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "There are several very important cadres in West China who are about to be transferred, and no changes have occurred other than that."

"That's right." The old master sighed and said softly: "There is someone to suppress it there, so you can't all be transferred out. Let's do this. In the central square of Qingzhou City, a sculpture is erected to suppress the evil spirit!"

Wang Siyu couldn't help laughing and said half-believingly: "Who is the one who established? Master Confucius and Mencius or the Grand Lord?"

"You are orthodox, with a good root, so of course you have to establish the Taizu of this dynasty!" The old hexagram master put down his cup and said meaningfully: "It's okay to establish something else, you can make your own decision, and you don't have to be influenced by others."

Wang Siyu had some taste and smiled and said, "You make me confused by the way of a dragon's happiness. Can that kind of thing be said accurately?"

"It's hard to say." The old hexagram master shook his head and pondered: "According to the fortune of China, it's time for the dragon to raise its head. The dragon likes lust, as for whether it's you..."

"Okay, that's it!" Wang Siyu hung up the phone, threw down his phone, and snorted coldly: "What does a disrespectful guy mean to be a dragon's lover of lust? Isn't it all you do? "

After thinking about it, he was also happy. After reading some documents, he picked up his cell phone, called Ye Xiaolei from West China, told him about erecting a statue in Qingzhou, and took the opportunity to keep it warm. Ye Xiaolei was very charming this time and started talking to him without any scruples.

It was not until dark outside that Wang Siyu hung up the phone and walked out with a smile, but saw Liao Jingqing entering the bathroom in her nightgown, while Liu Meier was sitting on the sofa, holding Yaoyao and watching the TV show.

He walked around the second floor for a while, then quietly walked to the edge of the bathroom. While Liu Meier was not paying attention, he swayed for a few times and slipped in. Since he was Long Xing's fondness, there was no need to worry anymore, just let it go.
Chapter completed!