The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Nearly twenty officials have fallen from grace in this anti-corruption campaign, ranging in rank from section chief to department chief, and involving multiple departments such as public security, urban construction, transportation, and environmental protection.

Taking advantage of the situation, Shen Ping launched a province-wide anti-corruption campaign, placing his own people in key departments and reshuffling the power structure of Jiangbei Province.

When Lin Feng came out of the detention center, he stood at the entrance for a while. The afternoon sun shone on him, warm and pleasant, carrying the sweet, earthy smell of rain-soaked soil.

He stayed inside for a few days, his beard unshaven, a layer of bluish stubble growing on his chin, and he was still wearing the same dark gray T-shirt he wore for his morning run that day.

Kui Zi drove to pick him up. The car was parked on the side of the road opposite the detention center. It was a clean black Volkswagen with a new license plate.

Kui Zi leaned against the car door, smoking. When he saw Lin Feng walk out of the iron gate, he threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and grinned.

"Brother Lin, you've lost some weight."

"The food inside is so-so." Lin Feng opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, leaned back, and let out a long sigh.

The streets and pedestrians outside the car window looked somewhat unfamiliar, as if he had been inside for months rather than days.

Kui Zi started the car and drove towards Shuntong Logistics, briefly recounting the events that had happened outside in the past few days as he drove.

Zuo Ning was sentenced to death with a two-year reprieve, and all his properties were seized. The officials implicated by Ma Jinli, including Wang Feng, numbered nearly twenty; some were placed under investigation, while others were directly arrested.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Ping launched a campaign to rectify corruption within the city's public security system, replacing his own people in several key positions.

Hongjie has begun to take over the territory vacated by Zuo Ning. The billiard hall and Baijinhai, which were previously sealed off, have also been unsealed and are being renovated. They are expected to resume business next week.

Lin Feng listened, nodding occasionally, but didn't say much. His mind was still preoccupied with Wan Jingquan's matter.

This homeless man was a hidden card in Sister Hong's hand; she had only mentioned him briefly before, but unexpectedly…

If he hadn't recanted his testimony in court, the case wouldn't have turned around so quickly.

The car turned into the parking lot of Shuntong Logistics.

A few days ago, this place was cordoned off and full of police cars. Now the cordon has been removed, but the parking lot is empty, with only a few trucks parked in the corner.

Several drivers were standing at the entrance of the office building. When they saw the black Volkswagen drive in, they all stopped what they were doing.

Lin Feng opened the car door and got out.

Old Qian was the first to come up. He stood in front of Lin Feng, opened his mouth several times, and said, "President Lin is back."

Several drivers nearby gathered around, some offering cigarettes, others water, but no one said anything sentimental.

During the days when Shuntong was shut down and Lin Feng was arrested, other logistics companies tried to poach employees with higher salaries, but no one went.

Lin Feng stood in the middle of the parking lot for a while, looking at the faces in front of him. Old Qian's forehead wrinkles seemed deeper than before. Standing next to Old Qian was Xiao Liu, the young driver who had joined last month; his work clothes were spotless.

The glass door of the office building behind him still bore traces of adhesive residue from the seal. He took his car keys out of his pocket, held them in his hand, and then spoke.

"I'm sorry to have worried everyone these past few days. The matter is over. Shuntong has not done anything illegal, and the law has given us justice. Starting tomorrow, all routes will resume normal operation. During this period, everyone will receive their full salary. Those who want to continue working with me, please stay. As for those who have better opportunities, I wish them well."

No one left.

Old Qian turned around and said to the drivers behind him, "What are you all standing there for? Go do what you're supposed to do," and then walked over to the truck to check the tires.

The others gradually dispersed as well.

He didn't meet with Ye Qinghan. Kui Zi said that after Ye Qinghan was released, she went straight back to the Municipal Bureau. During her detention, she had a mountain of work to handle.

Preparations for counter-terrorism drills, the handover of power from acting director Zhou Jianguo, the follow-up investigation of Zuo Ning's case, and cooperation with the provincial discipline inspection commission's anti-corruption campaign.

Lin Feng also has his own mess to clean up. Both of them have just gone through detention and investigation, so meeting at this time would not be good for either of them.

He knew she was alright, and she knew he was out; that was enough.

After leaving the logistics company, Lin Feng went home. His parents already knew he was in detention. Zhang Xiulan had called him dozens of times the day after he was taken away, but no one answered. She was so anxious that she almost staged a sit-in at the city police station, but Su Mengya persuaded her to stay, telling her that Lin Feng would be fine.

Lin Jianguo appeared more composed than her, but he had already taken three days off from work and spent his days sitting on the living room sofa, constantly checking his phone for messages.

When Lin Feng pushed the door open, Zhang Xiulan was stewing ribs in the kitchen. She turned around when she heard the door open, still holding a spatula in her hand.

After staring at Lin Feng at the door for a long time to make sure it wasn't a hallucination, he put the spatula on the stove, took three steps at a time, and walked over. He cupped Lin Feng's face in his hands, looked him over from left to right, rubbed his cheekbone with his thumb, and said that he had lost weight. His eyes reddened as he finished speaking.

Lin Jianguo stood up from the sofa. He didn't come over, but just stood by the coffee table looking at Lin Feng. His lips moved several times, but in the end he only said, "It's good that you're back." After saying that, he turned around and went to the balcony to light a cigarette.

Su Mengya was also called over by Zhang Xiulan. When she entered, she was wearing a light blue short-sleeved T-shirt and a white knee-length skirt. Her hair was casually tied back with a hair tie, with a few strands sticking to her neck.

Her gaze passed over Zhang Xiulan's shoulder and landed on Lin Feng. She pursed her lips slightly, said nothing, and simply changed into slippers and walked to the dining table to sit down.

Zhang Xiulan brought out the dishes, a table full of food. Braised pork ribs were Lin Feng's favorite, sweet and sour fish was Lin Jianguo's favorite, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes was Su Mengya's favorite. She also stewed a pot of pork rib and lotus root soup, the soup was thick and steaming.

The four of them sat around the dining table. Zhang Xiulan kept piling food on Lin Feng's plate, making his bowl look like a small mountain. During the meal, no one mentioned the detention center.

They only talked about everyday trivialities. Zhang Xiulan said that the supermarket recently got a new manager and her attitude had improved a lot. Lin Jianguo said that a new automatic payment system had been installed in the parking lot, but he didn't know how to use it yet and asked Lin Feng to teach him when he had time.

Su Mengya sat quietly next to Lin Feng, occasionally glancing at him as she slowly stirred the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks.

Lin Feng was thinking to himself that now that all the obstacles had been cleared away, his parents wouldn't have to work so hard anymore. If he wanted to find a job to pass the time...

I'm sure Sister Hong can arrange a lot.