Isn't this what he did at the risk of his life? There are also young people today who feel the same way as they did back then.
His attitude was not as firm as before, but rather relaxed: "We still don't know under what pretext the FBI took Zhou Xuxing away."
Qiao Nian put his hands on his knees and said, "No matter what reason they use to take our people away, we will fight them to the end."
Ye Maoshan was silent for a moment, as if thinking about the feasibility of Qiao Nianti's words.
Qiao Nian continued in a casual tone, "They caused the car accident and took our people away. They have long been at odds with us. The world's eyes are on us, watching our reaction. If we don't give them a strong counterattack, they will think we are easy to bully. By then, not only the FBI will dare to take our scientists away, but even the cats and dogs on the street will dare to come up and bite us. Their bites may not hurt, but they are annoying enough."
Ye Wangchuan's clear voice interrupted: "I agree with this, too."
Liang Conglin was not in a position to express his opinion, but the slight tremor in his eyes showed his position; he agreed with Qiao Nian's statement.
The relationship between countries is like that between people.
If one party is too weak, other people will think that you are easy to bully, and then everyone will bully you and take advantage of you.
Therefore, appropriate gentle means are a sign of magnanimity and self-cultivation as a human being, but occasional drastic measures are also necessary means to deter people with bad intentions.
Ye Maoshan said after a long while: "I can't make the decision alone. I will talk to them later."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian lowered his eyes and concentrated on eating breakfast without bringing up the topic again.
Wait until breakfast is finished.
Liang Conglin stood up and found an excuse to leave.
Ye Maoshan received a call and went out for a meeting.
In a blink of an eye, only Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan were left in the old house.
The old housekeeper left with Ye Maoshan, and there was no one to make tea or cut fruit for them.
The man picked up his coat, stood up and said to the girl who was still sitting there, "Driving here? Come on, I'll take you home."
After Qiao Nian replied to the message, he stood up.
Ye Wangchuan lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you going to Master Cheng or going back to Rhine?" Qiao Nian put away his phone, raised his eyelids, and a pair of clear eyes under the thin folds met his eyes, and emotions collided.
"I'm going to go to the funeral home."
*
Two hours later.
The two arrived at a funeral home in the suburbs of Beijing.
Reporters and media who had rushed to the funeral home gathered outside, but were stopped outside by guards, making it impossible to get in or out.
Ye Wangchuan called in advance before coming.
Their car drove through the crowd and entered.
Reporters outside happened to capture this scene, and some reporters unwillingly questioned the security personnel who were maintaining order.
"Why can they go in but we can't?"
"That's right, why can others go in?"
Some reporters from major media outlets recognized the license plate and quickly grabbed their colleagues who were causing trouble and warned them in a low voice.
"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill yourself? Didn't you see the license plate on that car? 88888, who do you think it is? There is only one person in Beijing with this license plate. Don't make a scene here. If you continue to make a scene, we will all be taken to the police station."
He turned around and said to the others: "Those who took photos of the car, please be more aware of yourself and delete them quickly. Don't post them and cause trouble for everyone!"
Someone murmured, "Who is it?"
A name floated in the air.
"The one from the Ye family."
"Master Ye."
"Stop asking questions." (End of this chapter)