He Yu's phone did not get through.
Xie Qingcheng simply went to He Yu's company, but was stopped at the guard.
"Hello sir, who are you looking for?"
The building complex of He's Headquarters is more imposing than that of Zhilong Entertainment Headquarters. The security guard at the entrance should be a retired soldier, about 1.8 meters tall, standing upright and dressed in a smart dress.
After Xie Qingcheng informed his intention of coming, the security guard hesitated for a while, but still politely said: "Wait a moment, I will contact Mr. He's secretary first."
Xie Qingcheng never thought that if he met He Yu as an ordinary university professor, it would be almost impossible. The "President He" in the mouth of the security guard sounded very unfamiliar, and he would sit at the door of his house on New Year's Eve. It seems that the young man who snarled beef noodles is not the same person.
The secretary quickly responded to the security guard. The security guard had a good attitude at first. After hanging up the phone, he was even more respectful. He immediately arranged a shuttle bus and sent Xie Qing to the headquarters building of the park.
The elevator went all the way up, and at the top of the towering skyscraper, He Yu's secretary was waiting there. Xie Qingcheng knew her. She was originally He Jiwei's secretary. After He Yu took office, he did not dismiss her and replace her.
"Hello, Professor Xie, please come with me."
Xie Qingcheng followed her through the corridor, the hall, into the corridor, and then to the living room. He met a few familiar ladies and wealthy businessmen in the parlour, and thought about it. These people were met at Xie Xue's wedding, and there was another rich wife who was gossiping about him at the airport convenience store.
These people pay attention to being polite in front of them. Almost everyone is a painted-skin monster with the four words "Xu and Wei Snake". When they saw Xie Qingcheng, they exchanged glances and stood up with a smile to say hello.
"Professor Xie." The one at the head was actually the wife who said he was a man at the airport.
Although she likes to talk, she knows that Xie Qingcheng is not only the elder brother of the third young grandmother of the Wei family, but also the man of the current President He. It is still necessary to please him. She also expects that the cooperation between He Yu and them will be able to Give it a little more profit.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." The wife smiled warmly.
Xie Qingcheng glanced at her indifferently, but did not reach out to shake her.
The wife's hand hangs in the air awkwardly, and finally smirks twice before dropping it.
When the secretary asked Xie Qing to go to another lounge, the lady whispered, "What are you dragging, coquettish/good, really when Young Master He becomes President He, can he ask for you again?"
But in fact, Xie Qingcheng didn't shake hands with her simply because he didn't like her. He was already very tired and didn't want to waste his energy on pretending to be with people he didn't like.
He was like this when he was a doctor in Shanghai Medical Department, and it never changed.
Now it's just because He Yu's identity has changed, there seems to be more places where he can be criticized behind his back.
"Please sit down and I'll pour you some tea." The secretary calmly arranged a series of matters, "This is Mr. He's private office, and he still has some unfinished business, so he asks you to wait here. , he'll be here in about half an hour."
The tea was handed over. It was not very expensive, but Xie Qingcheng liked to drink Tibetan tea with a cold fragrance in the snow.
"Mr. He specially asked me to make it for you. He said that he was afraid that you would not be used to drinking other teas." The secretary saw Xie Qingcheng glanced at the packaging of the tea box and said respectfully, "If you need anything, please call at any time. Me. Then I'll leave you alone."
The office was just cleaned up, but it could be seen that He Yuchang was working here.
There are not many books on the bookshelf, and I can see a few works related to the editor and director, as well as a "Nightingale Collection". The computer on the desk is in the locked screen state, some printed materials are piled up on the computer desk, and there is a simple coffee cup next to the mouse, which is half-drinked bitter coffee.
Xie Qingcheng sat in the seat, waiting for He Yu to come back after finishing his work, while thinking about what to ask He Yu for a while and how to ask.
The window of the office opened a narrow opening for ventilation, and the summer wind slipped in. The scattered pages on the desk were blown off, and some pages floated at Xie Qingcheng's feet. Xie Qingcheng picked it up and glanced at it - it was some innocuous graffiti and scattered words written casually.
He saw "hereliesonewhosenawaswrittenwater" at a glance, and he felt very uncomfortable. He was about to put these pages back in place, when he found that among the messy random strokes, there was a text that he was very familiar with.
That text is...
The moment Xie Qingcheng saw the content clearly, there was a brief pause in Xie Qingcheng's heartbeat, he sat stiffly on the spot, and was instantly stunned.
Half an hour later, as soon as He Yu entered the office, his eyes passed through everything and fell directly on Xie Qingcheng. Because of the light, he did not notice that Xie Qingcheng's face was very pale.
"Brother Xie." He Yuwen said, "My phone was set to fly during the meeting, and I didn't receive any news from you. I didn't expect you to come here to find me. Is there something wrong?"
Xie Qingcheng controlled his emotions and said solemnly, "Sit down."
He Yu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyelids and smiled.
Xie Qingcheng is a professor, and he is the kind of professor Kochi with outstanding ability. Before that, he was also an excellent doctor who needed to grab an account in the outpatient clinic.
Which matchmaker had heard before He Yu said that doctors and teachers are often the two types of people with the highest spirits. He used to think that the arrogance here was derogatory, and he thought that Xie Qingcheng really looked like he was dragged between 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan, as if the whole world had to kneel down and call him father.
Now he doesn't feel it for a long time, he thinks that it is a cold and noble temperament, which falls between Xie Qingcheng's eyebrows and fits him very well.
Besides, Xie Qingcheng is also excusable. Normal people treat doctors and teachers respectfully. Over time, can they get used to saying "you sit down" and shutting up "you talk"? ? There's nothing malicious about it, it's just a habit.
So these few days, the cooperating party had headaches and chills, and Mr. He, who was not at all easy to handle, really sat down in front of him, Dr. Xie, obediently.
"I want to talk to you about something." Xie Qingcheng leaned back on the chair, holding his long fingers, straight to the point.
He Yu's eyes moved slightly: "About what?"
"About rn-13."
"..." He Yujing paused for a moment, "Why do you suddenly want to talk about this?"
Xie Qingcheng: "I found some clues recently."
"Um."
"Maybe it has something to do with your mother."
"… "
"After you took He Jiwei's position, you should have seen a lot of things you couldn't see before."
"This, it's true." He Yu said, "But remember, if you mean that our company is involved in rn-13, that's totally nothing."
Xie Qingcheng didn't plan to make any detours with He Yu. He asked, "Did you notice anything unusual when you were staring at the international business that was originally under your mother's jurisdiction?"
"No." He Yu said, "The group's business has always been very disciplined and has never violated the laws of any country. I don't know where you heard what, but since you came to ask me, these are mine. answer."
His voice to Xie Qingcheng was still very gentle and patient, but these were not what Xie Qingcheng wanted.
Because Xie Qingcheng knew that he was not telling the truth.
In addition to the scattered graffiti, there were some incomplete chemical equations on the paper that had just been blown off by the wind. He Yu didn't come from a science and engineering degree. He couldn't remember such a complicated formula, and he only wrote a part of it when he was in a trance, so he probably didn't care, and didn't think anyone would understand such damaged content.
But Xie Qingcheng understood.
That is actually an equation related to obedient water...
"Are you telling the truth to me?"
He Yu looked at him: "It's true."
"..." Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes.
This is the way this boy is. Once he hides something in his heart and doesn't intend to tell you, his mouth will be very strict. No matter who he is, he can deal with it with silence and lies. Even if Xie Qingcheng directly questioned why he wrote the equations related to obedient water, he would definitely not answer it, and there was no need to ask questions.
Xie Qing said: "That's good, He Yu. Let me tell you, whether in the past or in the future, if someone tells you that there is a complete cure for the mental Ebola caused by rn-13, don't believe it. That is False, no matter who the person who said this to you is, he is deceiving you."
"Don't forget how many people that organization has harmed, and how many times have you barely escaped from their hands."
Xie Qingcheng paused, his eyes seemed to pierce into He Yu's eyes.
"I ask you not to go and seek skin with the tiger."
He Yu was quiet for a while and said, "Brother Xie, I won't, you have to trust me."
Seeing that Xie Qingcheng's sword eyebrows were not yet shown, he added another sentence—
"I know, it's easy for you to trust He Yu, but it's hard to trust Mr. He. But I will always be He Yu in front of you. I hope you can know that this is my sincerity."
Xie Qingcheng stared at him: "Then I hope that every sentence you say today is your sincerity."
He Yu's smile froze slightly.
The eyes of the man opposite were like glass mirrors. He looked into the mirror and adjusted his slightly stiff smile to be impeccable.
Xie Qingcheng was extremely disappointed with today's talk, but in the face of such a tight-lipped He Yu, no one could actually pry out his sincerity.
So after a few more chats, Xie Qingcheng finally got up and prepared to leave, but before his hand touched the door handle, he heard He Yu calling him from behind.
"Xie Qingcheng."
Xie Qingcheng's fingertips had already touched the cold metal handle.
He Yu asked behind him, "If—I mean if, if I am terminally ill, I just want to survive, and the only way I can survive is to fight with tigers as you say, will you forgive me?"
The clock on the wall was ticking, and the room was so quiet that no other sound could be heard.
He Yu stood up and looked at Xie Qingcheng's still tall, but very thin back.
"I will be on the opposite side of you." Xie Qingcheng's voice came, calmly without a trace of lines, but seemed to suppress the sadness of the entire abyss.
He turned his head slightly, and gave He Yu one last look before pushing the door.
"So please don't go."
That night.
He Yuli stood by the window of the study in the villa, looking at the large artificial lawn and lake view in the distance. The wind at night was a little cool. He raised his hand and folded a paper airplane and threw it out with the wind. The paper plane flew across the lawn and settled downstairs among the endless summer hydrangea bushes.
The hydrangea bloomed solemnly, and he looked at it for a while, then sat down, took a pen, and sat at the desk and wrote something.
The content is not too long, but he pondered it for a long time. When the bright moon moved from the side of the sky to hanging in the air, he finally put down the pen, thought about it, and clipped this piece of paper on the desk. In the "Disease" Daquan, a lot of stationery is already in it, and this is the last page.
"Tuk tuk tuk." As soon as he finished this, the study door was slammed.
He Yu: "Come in."
Behind the crack of the door revealed Lu Zhishu's frail face, with a fake smile on his face. At this time, she looked like a model of a set meal displayed in the window of a chain fast food restaurant. She could tell the fake at a glance, and the oily fat was still covered with dust.
"He Yu, are you busy? Mom made you a cup of hot cocoa... "
"Let it go." He Yu said, "Then go to rest."
Lu Zhishu was very uneasy.
After He Jiwei left, she originally wanted to let the power inherited by He Yu be emptied. Who knew that He Yu was young and his methods were much more vicious than his father's back then. She was very weak for a while, and when she recovered, she could no longer control He Yu. Instead, he took the lead, and even intercepted the overseas business that she was solely responsible for.
After she knew this, she tossed and turned on the sick bed, for fear that He Yu would discover the hidden sins in the business.
On the second night of He Jiwei's first seven days, He Yu came to her alone for the first time. Her secret was not concealed. He Yu discovered that there was the kind of obedient water medicine used by Huang Zhilong in her external supply...
When Lu Zhishu threw the page of evidence in front of her, he was almost heartbroken.
She was almost done.
Thanks to the cunning businessman, she has been in business for so many years, and at this critical moment, she almost took time out of the essence of every cell in her body to force a reasonable explanation. She said tearfully that she just wanted someone to develop a cure for rn-13, which is why she had underground transactions with Duan Wen's foreign companies. She said that she was not only for He Yu, but also for herself. She's fed up with her growing fatness, ugliness... mental breakdown... beyond recognition.
She said, I just want to live as well as your dad did when he first met me.
She asked again, He Yu, don't you want to live a good life
Do you want to be a normal person in your whole life? You are only 20 years old... The treatment medicine for rn-13 has been available for many years, Xie Qingcheng and Anthony have both used it for you, but that medicine is gradually ineffective for you, it is only a control but not a cure... As long as there are enough samples, a truly curative drug can be developed - you can live to be ninety or one hundred years old... How many possibilities of life can you experience in those few decades of life that you can remember? ? How much can be saved
Lu Zhishu could feel that something in her words really touched the gate in his heart.
She clenched his arm tightly and said tearfully, "I'm different from Huang Zhilong, we don't do anything about murdering, setting fire, or abducting students - we just want to conduct scientific research without supervision, we just want to find a medicine that can save us... I ... I just want my family members to live well."
"Are you really going to tell me? He Yu?"
"I know I haven't taken good care of you all these years, but I've always wanted to make up for it... After all these years, you've grown up, and you can't accept my concern for you again. I know that these concerns have come too late. ...but I never gave up on healing you...even if I commit a crime, I don't care."
"What about you? Are you really going to treat your mother like this when your father's body is still alive..."
"Are you really going to destroy your mother, yourself, and the entire He family..."
The words at that time were still in his ears, He Yu sent Lu Zhishu away, and returned to the desk by himself, looking at the hot cocoa on the table, the shallow kindness on his face was swept away. He raised his hand expressionlessly, and threw the hot drink directly into the trash can, the cocoa spilled out, and the sweet and greasy smell from his nose made him sick - he knew she was trying to please him.
In fact, she doesn't need to do these things deliberately anymore. He didn't hand over the evidence to the police, or even—
Even he will cooperate with her to do a more aggressive thing.
Thinking like this, he quietly pressed his hand to the position of his heart.
As long as he does this, he should be able to reassure her, and even Duan Wen, why should she treat him like a frightened bird
He Yu's face was sullen, and he didn't think about it any more, but turned on his mobile phone and looked at the next itinerary.
The last batch of prohibited goods from the He family needed to go out to sea next week, and Lu Zhishu had already promised that this would be the last time, and that the last thing she had left would be taken away.
He booked a flight to Canton.
That's it.
He Yu's eyes darkened.
Victory or defeat is here, this time the action is very critical, he must personally go on board to watch.
Inside the Shanghai Public Security Building.
Hu Ting, who came from Hangzhou, finished reading all the documents in his hand, especially the notepad Jiang Liping left behind when Zheng Jingfeng found it. Then he took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and looked around the office. A person.
"Okay, you have already understood the mission this time. This is an S-class confidential mission. Next week, we will join hands with the Guangzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau to officially take action against the criminals."
The cold light of the conference room shone on him, and he said loudly, "The code name of this mission is confirmed—Dream Breaking. Be sure to catch all the suspects related to the He Group!"
... .