“You should have access to the domestic navy’s signal frequency bands, give it a try,” Secretary Miao said to the captain.
The captain sighed; he had no choice but to keep trying.
Secretary Miao then said to Jiang Ci, "Xiao Jiang, don't worry. If it's just an injury, it means it shouldn't be anything serious. Don't be nervous."
Jiang Ci said, "I'm not in a hurry at all, and I'm not nervous."
Secretary Miao remained silent, looking at her intently, "Do you think I believe you?"
Jiang Ci watched as the captain tried to contact the navy.
Just as Jiang Ci said, the Navy's equipment is definitely better than Mr. Lu's.
That night, the signal was reconnected to the Navy's equipment.
Unfortunately, the Navy has not received any information about this, nor does it know what happened to Jiang Ci's family.
The captain and Secretary Miao both told Jiang Ci, "When we reach the next port of call, we'll find a way to help you make an international call."
Jiang Ci calmly thanked him, turned around, and left the captain's cabin without hesitation.
She went to change her clothes, took a shower, and lay back in bed.
Jiang Ci didn't come back, and Liu Ke didn't sleep either. Watching her remain silent and only tidy up, Liu Ke's worries intensified.
Jiang Ci, are you alright?
Jiang Ci, who was lying on the bed, turned her head and glanced at her, saying calmly, "It's okay, go to sleep."
Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Liu Ke didn't know whether he should ask or not, and also fell silent.
The original plan was to reach another stop in ten days, but a major event occurred in China, and Commander Xu was arrested by Secretary Miao and the captain. The person in charge changed from Commander Xu to Secretary Miao, who held the highest position here.
The two tacitly quickened their pace towards the next stop, but unfortunately, the weather turned against them, and they experienced several storms that night. It wasn't until early August that they finally arrived at the stop.
After some negotiation, the countries where the ships docked agreed to allow them to make phone calls and send telegrams.
Secretary Miao instructed Jiang Ci, Liu Ke, and others to send telegrams to China and other countries, informing them of their current location. Secretary Miao, on the other hand, first made a phone call to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Secretary Miao glanced at Jiang Ci, who was talking to the telegraph operator in a distance, and lowered her voice to ask the minister, "Sir, how is Xiao Jiang's family? We made contact with the port of Hong Kong at sea and got some information, but it's not complete. Xiao Jiang heard that her family members seem to have been injured, and her mood has been very strange these past few days."
When Jiang Ci is working, everyone who works with her feels comfortable. She is efficient, works smoothly and has a clear purpose. She also likes to encourage people. It is very pleasant to deal with her.
These past few days, Jiang Ci seemed to be the same as usual, but the shrewd Secretary Miao noticed that Jiang Ci was more aloof and difficult to approach than usual.
The minister's voice came through the microphone, "Alas, her husband and the little one living in her house were indeed a little injured."
"They had originally planned that once Guo Zhen revealed the truth, the troops would immediately make an arrest. But the little guy couldn't hold back and resorted to violence."
"In the chaos, the oil caught fire. Although Zhou Mingli and Huang Zheyue withdrew quickly, they were still inevitably burned by the hot air, but it was nothing serious."
Compared to Guo Zhen, who suffered severe burns, Zhou Mingli and Huang Zheyue only suffered burns on their arms. After their wounds were cleaned, they went home after only a few days in the hospital.
"How's the situation on the ship?"
Secretary Miao then told the minister what had happened a few nights ago.
The minister said, "In that case, leave Commander Xu and the others where you are. I will communicate with their Ministry of Foreign Affairs and send people to escort them back to their country. You can continue to take the goods to Country Y."
"OK."
Before Secretary Miao could even turn around after hanging up the phone, she heard a faint sound behind her. "Did the minister tell you about my family's situation?"
Secretary Miao was startled. He turned around and saw Jiang Ci had somehow 'floated' behind him.
"Why do you walk so quietly?" Secretary Miao clutched her chest. "You almost scared my heart out!"
Jiang Ci blinked. "How are my family members now?"
Secretary Miao, annoyed, handed her the phone, saying, "Didn't you want to make a call? Go ahead."
Jiang Ci immediately took Secretary Miao's place without hesitation, and said without batting an eye, "Thank you."
Secretary Miao laughed in exasperation, shook her head, and walked to the side.
Zhou Mingli, who had only rested at home for a few days, returned to work at the Beijing Municipal Government.
It was the middle of summer, and his shoulder injury hadn't healed yet. Chef Mo was annoyed by this and said, "Stand aside and don't get in the way."
Zhou Mingli had no choice but to stand aside.
"Look at you, the boss said you could stay home and rest for a month before coming back to work, so why are you still running back to the office? Your injury hasn't even healed, aren't you worried about any long-term effects?"
Zhou Mingli said, "There's nothing much to do at home."
"What do you mean 'nothing'? Don't you care about your son and daughter? Don't you care about your own family?"
Zhou Mingli glanced at his arm, frowned, and said nothing.
Someone called out from the kitchen doorway, "Comrade Zhou! You have a phone call."
Chef Mo turned his head and saw Zhou Mingli run out like the wind, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
He suddenly realized what was going on and laughed angrily, "So he comes to work just to wait for his wife to call?!"
After Zhou Mingli returned to work, he would still ask every day if he had a phone call, and the telephone operator's answer remained the same.
When the telephone operator received the international call, he was taken aback. Then he realized why Zhou Mingli had to ask him this question every day.
It's already quite a luxury for someone to make a phone call from across the ocean, so how could Zhou Mingli not ask every day?
"My phone!" Zhou Mingli shouted to the telephone operator as soon as he reached the door.
The telephone operator pointed to the receiver placed to the side, "It's not disconnected, it's right here."
Zhou Mingli quickened his pace, picked up the microphone, and asked, "Jiang Ci, can you hear me?"
He ran too fast and hadn't caught his breath yet.
Jiang Ci heard his voice, smiled, and said, "I can hear you, Zhou Mingli."
After those two sentences, Zhou Mingli and Jiang Ci both fell silent.
For a moment, only the static and breathing sounds came through the telephone receiver.
Seeing that they didn't speak, the telephone operator said, "If you have nothing to say, hang up now, don't waste the time!"
Zhou Mingli said, "I have something to say."
"How are you?"
"How are you?"
The two asked the question almost simultaneously.
Jiang Ci spoke first, "The ship contacted Mr. Lu, and he said that you and Huang Zheyue were injured?"
Zhou Mingli: "There was an accident, a minor injury, but I've recovered."
The wound still retained the burning sensation from the high-temperature burn.
He pressed further, "And you?"
Jiang Ci also said, "There were some minor incidents, but they were all resolved."
Are you injured?
"No."
"That's good." Zhou Mingli paused, lowered his eyes, and a faint look flashed across his downcast brows. "After you come back, there shouldn't be any major problems."
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