There is a calendar for this year hanging on the wall of Ye Jiaqi's home.

She had this kind of calendar in her hometown in Rongcheng when she was a child. Later, all the calendars in Qiao's house were electronic.

Every day, she would tear out a page.

When there were only twenty or thirty thin pages left in the calendar, she suddenly realized that the new year was coming again.

Ye Jiaqi held his head, closed his eyes slightly, and rubbed his temples.

New Year... a new year.

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New York.

The church bell not far away struck a few times, and several white doves fluttered their wings and flew into the sky from the white tower.

The second trial is completed.

The people from the court forced Josnian back to the monitoring room.

When taking notes again, Josnian still confessed to his misappropriation of the group's public funds. What he said was no different from the materials he submitted. He had misappropriated 10 billion yuan, of which 3 billion yuan had been invested in projects and 2 billion yuan had been used for projects.

Technology research and development, the remaining 5 billion has also been involved in the bank's capital operation.

In other words, he indeed misappropriated these 10 billion funds.

Since he surrendered, he never thought about defending himself. He didn't even hire a lawyer and cooperated with the court to go through the process.

The sentencing will be determined at the third instance one month later, ranging from fifteen years to twenty years.

The wind was very strong along the way.

Josnian squinted his eyes and counted the days. Winter was here.

Passing by a glass wall, he took a look at himself on the glass. It was not clear, but he seemed to be a different person. He was thin and tired, and his beard had not been repaired for a long time.

He almost didn't recognize himself.

I don't even like him when he looks like this.

The corners of Josnian's lips moved and curved into a thin, cool arc.

If this is the case now, if you come out twenty years later, you may not even recognize yourself.

He didn't go far before he was escorted into a surveillance room that never saw the light of day.

He has been here for more than a few months.

There are no clocks or skylights here, just a narrow space and black walls, no sunlight, and only a light that is not very bright inside.

When he was imprisoned here, he didn't even know when it was day or night. He only knew that he would sleep when he felt sleepy, and when he woke up, he would sit on a chair and close his eyes to relax.

Someone would bring food to him at regular intervals, but he wasn't used to it. When he first came here, he didn't drink a drop of water for several days.

Later, when I was really hungry, I could eat even the most unpalatable food.

In the past few months, he had only seen the sun twice, once for the first trial and once for today's second trial. The rest of the days, he could only see the energy-saving lamps in the control room on.

After the second trial, he was taken back to the monitoring room. After the third trial, he began to formally serve his sentence in another place until he was released from prison.

The smell in the narrow monitoring room was not very pleasant, but Josnian was used to it and sat on the chair when he came in.

A little tired.

There was no tobacco or alcohol here, so when he had a headache, he could only bear it through force.

Probably because of the winter, his stomach felt very uncomfortable during this period and he couldn't eat anything.

He didn't even know that his health was in such bad shape. He did it himself. When he was in New York, he would smoke and drink when he couldn't sleep.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have any concerns, and he usually doesn't care much about his body.

Having more of him or less of him in the world is not a rare thing.

He's not that important either.
Chapter completed!