The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Chen appeared in front of He Qianjian on time.
He Qianjian looked better than yesterday, and the smile on his face was no longer forced but more genuine.
"I am ready."
Jiang Chen smiled and said, "I'm ready too."
The researcher untied the restraints on He Qianjian's wrists. The doctor whispered a few words in Jiang Chen's ear, then took him and He Qianjian to another fully enclosed laboratory that was isolated from signals. This was He Qianjian's request, and with Jiang Chen's guarantee, the person in charge of the research area opened such a laboratory to them. Even so, there were still people guarding outside the door. People from the Yangtze River Project Group and the National Computer Emergency Response Team were also stationed outside the door to prevent emergencies.
The heavy metal door closed behind Jiang Chen. He Qianjian sat on a specially made chair, turned around and looked at Jiang Chen who was assembling a computer.
"Yesterday you asked me if I regretted it." He Qianjian looked calm, but his tone was hard to tell: "I regret it."
Jiang Chen assembled it in an orderly manner. Hearing this, he glanced in the direction of He Qianjian and nodded slightly.
He Qianjian seemed dissatisfied with Jiang Chen's nonchalant attitude, and leaned forward: "Don't you want to ask me why I regret it and what I regret?"
Jiang Chen turned on the power and debugged the system.
"Not really."
He Qianjian's expression changed: "Then why did you ask me yesterday?"
"Just asking." Jiang Chen answered casually.
He Qianjian's face changed. Seeing that his attention was always on the computer, he said in a mocking tone, "Jiang Chen, do you think you are very smart?"
After making all the preparations, Jiang Chen sat down on the chair prepared for him and faced He Qianjian: "Do you think so?"
He Qianjian's back teeth made a sound. It was not an illusion, but Jiang Chen had really changed a lot after not seeing him for about a year. At least he would never speak so provocatively before. He was an easy-to-control character a year ago, but now he was hard to predict.
[Don't engage in meaningless bickering with him.] The system stopped He Qianjian in his mind and said, [Talk about something else and delay for another three minutes.]
He Qianjian pursed his lips and for some reason returned to the original topic: "Jiang Chen, do you know what I hate most about you?"
Jiang Chen didn't seem to see He Qianjian's intention, so he took his hands off the keyboard and responded to He Qianjian: "What?"
"I hate that you are never satisfied. You take other people's things and still look aggrieved. You want everyone to compensate you. You want money and benefits, status and position, and you want family love and care. You are greedy and never think that you have got too much. You always think it is not enough."
Jiang Chen was truly surprised.
He could tell from He Qianjian's expression that He Qianjian might want to tell him something from the heart. In fact, he asked He Qianjian that question before leaving yesterday. It was indeed a question he asked casually when he suddenly thought of it, but after asking it, he didn't want to know anymore. He admitted that he had prejudice against He Qianjian and he would never be able to erase his prejudice against him. He didn't believe that He Qianjian could regret it. If he regretted it, he would not have chosen to persecute He Qianmin in his previous life after eliminating the threat of him.
However, he could not have imagined that He Qianjian not only did not regret it, but also could so righteously throw all the things he had done to him, and even believed in what he said as if it was a matter of course.
"What's that expression on your face?" He Qianjian asked, "Do you think I'm wrong?"
Jiang Chen moved his fingers to the keyboard: "If you think so, I can't help it."
The person who said this didn't know that this sentence would have the same effect of detonating a powder keg when it was said to anyone else, except when he was arguing with Shi Fengyue.
"Do you think what I said is wrong?" He Qianjian said angrily, "Do you think you didn't steal my things, but I stole your things?"
"Do you think it's easy to be in the He family? When He Qianyang's mother hadn't brought him back yet, as the eldest grandson of the He family, do you know how much pressure I had to bear? Do you know that mom was not accepted by the He family at all? If I hadn't been there to mediate, would He Qianmin and He Qianyu have been harmonious and happy since they were born?
Since I was born, I have wanted to do my best in everything. After He Qianmin was born, I wanted to be a role model for his younger brother. I am sensible and excellent, some people say that I am not as likable as He Qianmin. I am filial to my elders, some people say that I am sophisticated at a young age, and not as innocent and cute as He Qianmin. I have excellent grades, some people say that I strive to be the best in everything in order to inherit the family business in the future. Whatever I do is wrong. It is my duty to be better than my younger siblings, but it is not allowed to be worse than them. Everyone is more demanding of me.
What about you? You have been surrounded by honey since you were born. You are an only child. Even though the Jiang family is not as well off as the He family, they are still well-off. Jiang Zhuo and his wife never lack you anything. You have everything you want. No one will judge you whether you do well or not. Your parents will only encourage and support you. Even when Jiang Zhuo was paralyzed from the waist down after the car accident, Yang Si never gave you a penny of pocket money. No matter what time it was, you were held in the palm of their hands...
Because of this, you can concentrate on playing with your computer and researching the Yangtze River System, and then you come to trouble me and want to take away everything from me! With the Yangtze River System, you will have power, status, money and everything in the future. If you are not greedy, why do you still come to rob me? "
Jiang Chen tried his best to control his expression so as not to show even more surprise.
He had never known that there were people who could truly attribute all the bad things they had done to others, and then make their own set of procedures to forgive themselves, deflect hatred and blame others. The whole process was logically rigorous and emotionally appropriate. In some ways, this was also a kind of talent.
Seeing that Jiang Chen did not refute, He Qianjian gradually calmed down.
He stared at Jiang Chen: "Do you admit it?"
Jiang Chen's eyes fell calmly on the screen, and he said calmly: "Three minutes are up, I think we don't need to continue talking."
He Qianjian's expression changed: "You know?"
"No, you can't possibly know. Even those instruments can't capture my conversation with the system. How could you know?"
As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by tinnitus, He Qianjian heard an uncomfortable sharp sound in his mind, as if the long whistle of an earthquake alarm combined with the friction of fingernails on a blackboard, amplified countless times, filling his mind. The sound waves were like sharp needles and hammers, hitting deep into his brain again and again, tearing at his brain nerves, and churning his brain matter. In just a short moment, cold sweat soaked a layer of his clothes. He slipped from the chair, rolled and kicked on the ground, in excruciating pain.
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