Zhang Heng was awakened by his mother's knock on the door.
He stumbled to the bathroom and washed his face. Suddenly, Zhang Heng felt refreshed. When he walked out of the bathroom, his parents had already set dinner in the living room.
After dinner, Zhang Heng originally planned to continue his great career of sleeping, but his father suddenly hit Zhang Heng on the head with chopsticks.
"what?"
Zhang Heng was startled, thinking that he had done something wrong again and made his father unhappy.
"Have you told Xiaoxin that your boy has grown up?" Father Zhang asked with a glare.
"Not yet." Zhang Heng shook his head blankly. The Xiaoxin mentioned by Zhang's father was Zhang Heng's sister. My younger sister is four years younger than Zhang Heng. She is in her third year of high school this year. She lives in the main campus of Bashu Middle School and can only go home once a month.
Speaking of Bashu Middle School, the first reaction of Chongzhou people is almost the iconic slogan, 'Today I am proud of Bashu, and tomorrow Bashu will be proud of me. '
In addition to this, it is probably the well-known title of 'School for Prodigal Sons'.
Bashu Middle School is a veritable aristocratic school. There are as many wealthy people as crucian carp crossing the river, but the academic style is very strong. It ranks among the top five in Chongzhou City's college admission rate. Therefore, many ordinary people would rather spend a lot of money to go to school. Send your children to this school.
And Zhang Heng's sister is like this.
When Zhang Xin took the high school entrance examination three years ago, she failed to perform well due to nervousness, and her score was only enough to attend a third-rate high school. Therefore, Zhang's father resolutely decided to lead the family to live frugally and spend money to send Zhang Xin to the aristocratic Bashu Middle School.
For this reason, Zhang Heng barely had enough money to pay for college tuition that semester.
Boys should be raised poor and girls should be raised rich. This is the life principle that Zhang's father has always implemented. However, Zhang Heng was forced to develop the habit of being hardworking and independent since he was a child.
However, Zhang Heng did not feel it was unfair. If he had not developed a strong personality since childhood, he would not have survived in the biohazard realm. Faced with the problem of insufficient tuition, Zhang Heng just worked an extra job and gritted his teeth. Got through it.
For this reason, Zhang's father often felt sorry for Zhang Heng.
In fact, the family's previous financial stress was probably related to the fact that Zhang Heng's sister was studying in Bashu. Not to mention the tuition fees, the sponsorship fee of more than 30,000 yuan was enough for an ordinary family.
"Go, drive and pick up your sister. Tomorrow we will go to a restaurant to celebrate." At this time, Zhang's father said while smoking an after-dinner cigarette for some reason.
"Now?" Zhang Heng was stunned and subconsciously looked at the time.
"Today is Friday, school is on holiday." Father Zhang waved his hand impatiently, "Go and come back quickly."
"Okay." Zhang Heng was speechless. The old man had been partial for a day or two. Zhang Heng had long been used to it, so he had no choice but to pick up the car keys and leave the house.
After leaving home, Zhang Heng did not go directly to Bashu Middle School, but looked at the time. There were still three hours before his sister would study in the evening. Zhang Heng would definitely not be able to enter the school at this time, so he simply drove there. In the commercial street in the city center, I spent half an hour changing myself.
When he came out of the commercial building, Zhang Heng's clothes were completely changed. His upper body was a light blue Woodpecker casual suit with a white shirt underneath, his lower body was a pair of Versace jeans, and he was wearing Iron Lion Tony casual combat boots.
Looking at his domineering, cool and handsome appearance in the rearview mirror, Zhang Heng nodded with satisfaction, and finally put on a pair of Armani polarized sunglasses before driving back towards Bashu Middle School while dialing his sister's phone number. .
"Hello?" A soft, soft voice came from the phone.
"What are you doing? I'm your brother."
"Brother, why are you calling me properly?" The voice on the phone seemed a little nervous.
Zhang Heng felt that his sister's tone was not right. He listened carefully and could faintly hear bursts of noisy heavy metal music on the other end of the phone. He immediately raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xiaoxin, where are you?"
"I..." The voice on the phone seemed a little panicked, "I'm studying in the study room. Oops, the teacher is coming soon. I'm going to hang up." After saying that, a beep came from the phone.
Zhang Heng snorted coldly, not believing this clumsy trick at all, and dialed the number again, but before the call was connected, a prompt sounded that 'the user you are calling has turned off his phone'.
Zhang Heng suddenly had a headache. His sister was good at everything. She was beautiful and tall, but under her father's pampering, she developed a naughty and playful habit.
With her good looks and playful personality, she was destined to suffer more impact on her values than ordinary people in high school.
Zhang Heng also experienced the chaotic period of high school, so he understands it very well - high school is the border between adulthood and minors, where many people make mistakes and experience countless kinds of first-time experiences in life. once.
The first time you smoke, the first time you drink, the first time you fight, the first time you skip class, the first time you fall in love; even the first time you taste forbidden fruit...
Precisely because he knew about the chaos in high school, Zhang Heng once personally warned his sister: "If you let me know that after you went to Bashu Middle School, you did not study hard but fell in love secretly, I will kill you and your partner's legs." Stop them all!"
Of course, breaking his legs was just an exaggeration. Zhang Heng just couldn't bear the thought of his parents getting up early every day, setting up a stall and doing business until late at night, while the money they earned with their sweat was wasted by his sister.
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng's expression gradually turned cold. If he heard correctly, on his sister's phone, he heard the sound of heavy metal music that could only be heard in bars.
Thinking of this, Zhang Heng called his sister's best friend again. His sister's best friend was named Yang Yang and lived in the same old community as his own. It was precisely because of the close distance between their homes that the two became inseparable and close friends.
However, unexpectedly, Zhang Heng found that Yang Yang's phone number was the same as his sister's. Just after dialing, a busy signal came out, as if he hung up after seeing the identity of the caller.
Zhang Heng's expression became more solemn. At this time, he was 100% sure that his sister was hiding something from him. The next moment, he immediately sent a message to Yang Yang:
"I know you are in the bar now. You and Xiaoxin remember to protect yourselves. If someone invites you somewhere, you must not agree! Even if that person is a classmate you are familiar with, understand? I want to pick up Xiaoxin now. Go home, can you tell me the address of the bar? Liang... Zhang Heng will thank you very much!"
After sending the message, Zhang Heng took a deep breath. For some reason, he just felt an uncontrollable irritability in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.
At this moment, Zhang Heng's cell phone rang suddenly. Zhang Heng hurriedly answered the call without looking, "Hey, is this Xiaoxin? Are you..."
"Hello, Mr. Zhang Heng, I am the dean of the Chongzhou Branch of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and my name is Li Lian." The dull voice of a middle-aged man came over the phone.
Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment and swallowed back what he was about to say, "Hello, what do you want to see me for?"
"I have reviewed your information from the Provincial Department of Human Resources and feel that you are indeed remarkable in viral bioengineering. I wonder if you are interested in working in our Chongzhou Branch of the Chinese Academy of Sciences?" The voice seemed to be giving orders. I'm used to it, even when I'm complimenting, my tone is very blunt, and I don't mince words at all, I just state my purpose directly.
"Sorry, no." Since the other party was so straightforward, Zhang Heng was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly refused and hung up the phone.
The other party must have come to visit him because he knew that he was the inventor of T-1. Although Zhang Heng had asked Li Jianguo not to reveal his identity, he could only hide it from ordinary people. Facing the country, Zhang Heng had no intention of concealing his identity, because that was impossible in itself.
However, just as he hung up, the phone rang again. Zhang Heng picked it up and saw that it was still the same landline number.
"Hey, I have something very important to do now. Please don't bother me if you can!" Zhang Heng impatiently pressed the answer button and refused without waiting for the other party to speak. At this time, he was worried about his sister's personal safety. How could he have time to talk nonsense with the other party
"Mr. Zhang Heng, if you are unwilling to join us, of course we will not force you to do so, but I wonder if you can also give us a copy of T-1's information? Our Chongzhou Branch is willing to exchange for a price." The voice continued. He said slowly.
Zhang Heng was stunned for a second, and then immediately fell into vigilance, "I don't know what you are talking about, what T-1? Did you call the wrong number?"
"Mr. Zhang Heng, please don't get me wrong. We are indeed from the Chinese Academy of Sciences. It's just that due to some internal reasons, we have to wait until a month before we can obtain access to T-1, so..." The voice on the phone seemed a little embarrassed.
Zhang Heng shook his head irritably and said unceremoniously, "Sorry, I'm really not free right now. If you have anything to do, wait until I'm free to talk about it, okay?" With that, he hung up the phone again.
At this time, not far from the outskirts of Chongzhou, inside a military base set up by the state, a middle-aged man wearing a dark green military uniform and a major general's shoulder embroidery on his epaulettes hung up the phone with a livid face.
Beside him, a group of researchers with gray hair and white coats covered their mouths and snickered, as if they were very happy to see this middle-aged man deflated.
"Hehe, Mr. Li, you, the branch dean with the rank of Major General, personally invited you, but the other party ignored you. It seems that your identity is not useful." An old man with all white hair mocked unceremoniously.
"Hmph, if he was my soldier, I would have kidnapped him long ago!" The middle-aged general known as Li Xiaozi snorted coldly, and reluctantly ordered to the two young researchers next to him, "From now on, give it to him every day. Make a phone call and let me know immediately if he changes his mind!"
"Understood!" The two men quickly stood at attention and saluted.