At 12:30 noon, Ye Chen drove slowly into Jinling University of Finance and Economics. At this time, the school had already reached lunch break. There were many students walking together on the campus road, most of whom were heading towards the canteen and dormitory, and some looked like
I'm going to have an off-campus meal.
He Zhiqiu asked Ye Chen: "Mr. Ye, will my father go to have a meal? Do you want to contact him?"
Ye Chen nodded and said with a smile: "I'll send him a voice call later, don't speak out."
He Zhiqiu knew that Ye Chen just wanted to give his father a surprise, so he agreed: "Okay..."
Ye Chen parked the car downstairs of the administrative office building and then called He Yuanjiang on WeChat.
As soon as the voice call request was issued, it was immediately connected for convenience. Then, He Yuanjiang's voice came over: "Ye Chen, how are you doing there?! Is there any progress?"
Ye Chen said, "Uncle He, don't worry, the situation here is a little complicated, I can't explain it clearly in one sentence."
He Yuanjiang hurriedly asked, "Then have you seen Zhiqiu?"
Ye Chen replied: "Not yet, the opposition's guards are very strict, and I'm still thinking of a way."
As he said that, Ye Chen asked him: "Have Uncle He had lunch?"
He Yuanjiang sighed, "How can I still have the mood to have a meal? I have been restless since last night. At first, I called you several times, but it was not in the service area. There should be no signal there, right?"
Ye Chen explained: "There is definitely no communication signal, so I can't answer the phone normally. However, I have a satellite Internet access device here, which can be connected to the Internet through satellites, but the traffic fee is a bit expensive."
He Yuanjiang didn't notice anything abnormal, but couldn't help but sigh: "This is really troublesome to you... Regardless of whether you have the chance to see Zhiqiu next or whether you have the chance to save her, you must
Ensure your personal safety.”
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Uncle He, don't worry, I will bring your daughter back to China safely."
As he said that, he hurriedly said, "Uncle He, I'll die first, and I'll tell you after there is any progress."
He Yuanjiang had no choice but to say, "Then you must be careful!"
Ye Chen ended the voice call, and He Zhiqiu beside him couldn't help asking him: "What should we do next?"
Ye Chen turned off the car, took out two disposable masks, put them on by himself, and said to He Zhiqiu: "Wear the mask, let's go directly to your dad's office, he must be there."
He Zhiqiu knew that Ye Chen wanted to surprise his father, and said with a smile: "If you think I wear a mask, my father won't recognize me?"
Ye Chen smiled and said, "I bet that as long as you don't talk, your dad will definitely not recognize you."
"Impossible." He Zhiqiu shook his head and said confidently: "I just don't get along with my dad, but it doesn't mean that our relationship is very tense and unfamiliar. He must have recognized me at a glance."
Ye Chen smiled slightly: "If you don't believe it, try it. You will knock on the door later to see if he can recognize you."
He Zhiqiu curled his lips: "Okay, those who lose will be invited to dinner!"
After saying that, he immediately cooperated to put on the mask.
After the two got out of the car, they walked directly into the office building. He Zhiqiu followed Ye Chen and whispered nervously: "Do you know where my dad's office is? I haven't been there once."
Ye Chen nodded: "I know, don't worry, just follow me boldly."
At this time, He Yuanjiang was paced back and forth in his office.
The only daughter is far away in Syria, and her life and death are uncertain. He is naturally extremely worried. Moreover, Ye Chen has not replied to any clear progress, and he does not know whether his daughter can escape this disaster.
It was precisely because of his worry that He Yuanjiang was distracted and made mistakes many times during class today. He felt that his spirit had reached its limit. If there was no news about his daughter today, he could only ask for leave from the school temporarily and then go to Syria in person.
He also knew that he was unable to save his daughter, and might not even be able to reach the place where his daughter was detained, but he still hoped that he could be closer to his daughter in space, so that he could find more or less in his heart.
Consolation.
Just when he was restless, the knock on the door suddenly rang.
His chaotic thoughts were forcibly interrupted, so he could only walk to the door and reach out to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, he saw a young and fashionable woman standing outside the door, but the woman was wearing a mask. He didn't see her appearance, so he asked in surprise: "Hello, what's wrong with you?"
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He Yuanjiang did not recognize his daughter standing in front of him.
This is not to say how unfamiliar he and his daughter are, but in his memory, his daughter He Zhiqiu has never worn such fashionable and feminine clothes.
Although He Zhiqiu is not usually dressed as a tomboy, she has always been simple and simple, and rarely wears skirts. Because she graduated from Stanford University, her dressing style is almost the same as those programmers in Silicon Valley. She is a T-shirt in summer.
Pair it with jeans, and in winter it is a sweatshirt, and down jacket with jeans.
The girl in front of her was very delicate at first glance, and she cared about the dress and the style of He Zhiqiu all day long.
Besides, he didn't think about his daughter at all. After all, in his subconscious, his daughter was in Syria, thousands of kilometers away, and it was impossible for her to suddenly come to him.
He Zhiqiu didn't expect that his father really didn't recognize him.
She stared at He Yuanjiang up and down, with a few reminders in her eyes.
However, He Yuanjiang was not in the mood at all, so he carefully understood the meaning of her eyes.
Seeing that the girl in front of him was only staring at him but not talking, He Yuanjiang had no patience to continue to waste here and said directly: "If there is nothing to do, please come back."
After saying that, he closed the door directly.
He Zhiqiu outside the door was completely stunned.
I never dreamed that my dad couldn't recognize himself after just wearing a mask.
Not only did he not recognize himself, he also closed the door.
Ye Chen, who was leaning against one wall, looked at her with a smile on his face and asked in a low voice: "How is it, are you convinced?"
He Zhiqiu said angrily: "At worst, I can just treat you to dinner at night!"
Ye Chen waved his hand: "It's not possible tonight. I have to go home tonight. My wife is still waiting for me at home."
He Zhiqiu asked in surprise: "You... are you married?"
Ye Chen nodded: "It's been four years of marriage."
He Zhiqiu suddenly felt a little empty, but she quickly adjusted and said, "Okay, let's talk about the meal someday. Anyway, I will stay in Jinling to work for you in the future. You can fulfill your bet at any time."
Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Okay, remember this meal first."
After saying that, he pointed to the door of He Yuanjiang's office and smiled and said, "Do you want to give your dad another chance?"
He Zhiqiu raised his hand in anger and knocked on the door again.
Twist twist.
He Yuanjiang inside was obviously a little irritable and opened the door with a little anger. Seeing that the girl was still the same, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
He Zhiqiu stomped his feet in anger, took off his mask directly, and blurted out: "He Yuanjiang! You can't even recognize your own daughter?!"