President's Office, Tunan Group
He Yanfeng plucked a few strands of hair and handed them to Xiang Hong: "What's going on? Why do you suddenly want my hair?"
Xiang Hong put his hair away: "Didn't they say there was a problem with the DNA test?"
"Can I believe your lies?" He Yanfeng said as he flipped through the documents he was going to sign this afternoon: "How long ago was the last physical examination? If there was really a problem, could you have waited until now?"
Xiang Hong smiled, then stopped smiling in an instant: "I am verifying something and need your hair as a sample."
"What's up?"
Xiang Hong shook his head: "When the results come out, you will know what you need to know."
He Yanfeng looked at him suspiciously, put the matter aside, pondered for a moment, and said, "Let me ask you something."
"What?"
“Does your lab do human research?”
"All new drugs must be tested on humans before they are put on the market." Xiang Hong sat down and asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"
He Yanfeng opened the folder, paused with his pen, was silent for a few seconds, put the pen down again, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not talking about this. Didn't you study genetic engineering before? What I want to ask is, have you ever had a research subject with super powers?"
Xiang Hong laughed in silence: "Why are you asking this suddenly? Are you crazy because you watched cartoons with Xiaobao?"
He Yanfeng glared at him: "Just tell me whether there is one or not."
"No." Xiang Hong thought for a moment and said slowly, "There are no superpowers or supermen in this world. These are just characters in movies and animations. However, some people have done similar human experiments before, but the purpose is to hope that humans have abilities beyond ordinary people. Such experiments have long been banned, and as far as I know, there have been no successful examples so far. At least within my authority, I have never seen anyone with real superpowers."
"If someone could swap two things out of thin air, would you think that's a superpower?"
Xiang Hong shrugged: "That's a superhero movie."
He Yanfeng waved his hand: "I'm too lazy to talk to you."
"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Xiang Hong has been friends with He Yanfeng for many years and knows his character very well. It is impossible for him to ask such a question for no reason: "Did you see something recently? Or what happened?"
He Yanfeng paused and said calmly, "No."
Xiang Hong was curious: "Then why are you suddenly asking me this?"
There were two knocks on the door.
He Yanfeng looked towards the door: "Come in."
The assistant came in and said, "Boss He, the Madam and the Young Master are here."
Xiang Hong's eyes flickered, and He Yanfeng closed the folder: "Let them in."
"OK."
Yang Yun and He Qianjian walked in side by side. Seeing Xiang Hong was also there, Yang Yun was a little surprised: "Little Xiang is here too?"
"Sister-in-law." Xiang Hong glanced at He Qianjian, stood up with a gentle smile and said, "I came to see Brother He for something. It's almost done now. If you have anything else to do, I'll leave first."
"I just heard that he didn't have lunch because of the meeting, so I sent some food over." Yang Yun placed the food he brought on the coffee table in the reception area, and smiled and called to Xiang Hong beside him: "You should have some too, there are some coconut cubes that you like."
Xiang Hong followed suit and sat down again: "Then I won't be polite."
He Yanfeng also came over and sat down next to Yang Yun. He looked up and asked He Qianjian, "Why did you come with your mother?"
He Qianjian: "I happened to have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I came here with my mom and helped her carry things."
He Yanfeng withdrew his gaze indifferently. He Qianjian stood aside and lowered his head slightly.
Yang Yun gently bumped He Yanfeng's arm and whispered in his ear, "What's wrong with you recently? You are so cold to Qian Jian. The child came to see you specially, but you didn't smile at all."
He Yanfeng ate a piece of beef stewed in red wine, chewing it slowly, as if he didn't hear what Yang Yun said.
Yang Yun frowned. Seeing that her eldest son was still standing aside and didn't even dare to sit down, she couldn't help but feel distressed. She said softly, "Old He, come with me to the lounge. I have something to tell you."
He Yanfeng pointed to his mouth and swallowed: "I just ate it."
"I'll eat later."
Yang Yun pulled his arm and helped him stand up. He Yanfeng had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and follow her to the lounge in the inner room.
The door of the lounge was closed. Xiang Hong glanced at He Qianjian, who had his eyes downcast and a gloomy expression, put down his dessert fork, and said with a smile: "Come and sit down. I haven't seen you for a long time. How have you been recently?"
He Qianjian's voice was a little hoarse: "Everything is fine."
Xiang Hong patted the sofa and asked, "What happened? Did you have a fight with your dad?"
"No." He Qianjian shook his head and walked over to sit next to Xiang Hong.
"What's going on?"
He Qianmin pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Qianmin ran away from home half a month ago and has not returned on weekends for the past two weeks."
"What's this kid doing with his temper?" Xiang Hong raised his eyebrows: "Did you provoke him?"
"You don't know me yet, how dare I recruit him." He Qianjian lowered his head, his tone helpless: "He has always had some misunderstandings with me. Since he went to Yan No. 1 Middle School, I don't know what happened, but his resistance to me has deepened a lot. Half a month ago, he said that he would not come back to celebrate my birthday with me next week. Dad was a little angry and said a few words to him, and then he rushed out the door."
"Birthday?" Xiang Hong frowned, thinking: "Isn't your birthday on the weekend? He won't come back?"
He Qianjian: "He has a friend whose birthday is the same as mine, so he would rather celebrate his friend's birthday with him."
"What a coincidence? Who is it?"
"A senior student at Yanyi High School named Jiang Chen."
Xiang Hong paused with the fork that was brought to his mouth: "Jiang Chen?"
He Qianjian turned his head and looked at him: "Do you know him?"
"My grandfather liked him very much and recommended him for admission to Huazhong University some time ago, but he refused."
The smile on He Qianjian's face paused for a moment, and he quickly covered it up and said, "I didn't expect that it was Professor Xiang who recommended Jiang Chen."
"He is very talented in computers." Xiang Hong glanced at He Qianjian's slightly unnatural expression and returned to the original topic: "Is it because of his birthday that he hasn't come back for the past two weeks?"
He Qianjian suppressed the jealousy and resentment in his heart and said with a smile: "Yes, Dad might be a little worried about him, so he has been treating me like that during this period..."
His eyes fell on He Qianjian's reluctantly lost and hesitant expression, and Xiang Hong's eyes flashed with scrutiny, and his smile faded a little: "Your father can't be angry with you because of this kind of thing, you must be thinking too much."
He Qianjian's expression changed slightly: "I know Dad is not angry with me, he should just be worried about Qian Min."
Xiang Hong nodded and changed the subject: "By the way, didn't you say before that you were interested in genetic research? Recently I'm doing a genome sequence test study to study the differences in SNPs..."
In the lounge.
Yang Yun let go of He Yanfeng's hand and said in a somewhat reproachful tone: "Husband, what's wrong with you recently?"
He Yanfeng sat down on the bed: "What's going on?"
"You know what I'm asking." Yang Yun frowned, "Ever since Qian Min ran away from home, you've been very cold to Qian Jian. I know you're worried about Qian Min, but even so, you can't vent your anger on Qian Jian. He's also our son. He must be so sad to see you treat him like this."
"I'm not angry at him." He Yanfeng said calmly, "I've just been too busy lately and haven't been able to take care of him."
"Were you not cold enough to him just now?" Yang Yun sat down next to He Yanfeng: "My son and I came to see you together, and you didn't even let him sit down. You just let him stand aside. Isn't that cold enough?"
"It's not the first time he comes to my office." He Yanfeng paused, pressed his Jingmingxue, and said with a bit of impatience: "Before, he would find a place to sit by himself. This time, he wants me to ask him to sit down?"
"You clearly know that's not what I meant!" Yang Yun was also a little angry: "You are changing the subject. The issue I am discussing with you is whether you should take your anger out on Qian Jian. Qian Min got angry and ran away from home not because of Qian Jian, but because your tone was too harsh. Qian Min and Xiao Chen have a good relationship, and it is normal for you to want to celebrate his birthday. You can obviously change your tone or discuss it with him in a different way. You shouldn't take your anger out on Qian Jian for your own mistakes."
"Do you still remember what Qian Min said before she ran away from home?" He Yanfeng stood up, walked to the French window, looked out the window and said, "I don't want to argue with you. The conflict between Qian Min and Qian Jian is not what we thought before. This matter is not as simple as you think. Now you don't know anything, so don't worry about it for now."
"They are all my sons, how could I not care?" Yang Yun suddenly raised her voice, but after saying this, her voice dropped again, and her eyes became red: "How could I forget what Qian Min said? It is because I remember that I don't know what to do. After so many years, I just hope that they can be fine, even if they don't treat each other as enemies like this, they are brothers..."
He Yanfeng sighed softly, turned back to the bed, gently put his arm around his wife's shoulders, and said distressedly: "Don't be sad, it's not your fault, it's my fault that I didn't handle their conflict well."
Yang Yun shook her head: "If I had cared more about Qian Min before the car accident, instead of letting him think that I loved Qian Jian and Qian Yu more, their relationship would not be like this..."
He Yanfeng's mouth twitched, he was about to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he did not tell his wife about the video. He just comforted her: "You have always treated the three children equally. They are all very clear about this. Qian Min will not be angry with you because of this. Don't think too much..."
In the office, Xiang Hong and He Qianjian were still discussing genetic research. When Yang Yun and He Yanfeng came out, Xiang Hong was smiling and said to He Qianjian: "Since you are so interested in this project, why don't you participate?"
Yang Yun happened to hear Xiang Hong's words and asked curiously, "What are you talking about participating in?"
Xiang Hong smiled and turned around and said, "I'm doing a genome sequence test study recently, and I'm still in the sample collection stage, so I want to ask Qian Jian for a few hairs as experimental samples. If it's convenient, sister-in-law, please give me a few hairs as well."
Yang Yun didn't think much about it and agreed directly: "Of course it's convenient, how many strands of hair do you want?"
"Five is enough."
Yang Yun pulled out five strands of hair and handed them to Xiang Hong. Xiang Hong thanked her with a smile and looked at He Qianjian.
He Qianjian was a little hesitant and cautious, but at this time Yang Yun had already pulled out her hair and gave it to Xiang Hong. It would be strange if he insisted on objecting.
His eyes flickered. "Do you need a lot of samples? Uncle Xiang, have you asked my dad for them?"
"Of course." Xiang Hong glanced at He Yanfeng and said, "I asked your father for it as soon as I entered his office."
He Qianjian laughed twice: "How many samples do you need? I will go to school tomorrow and ask classmates for some for you."
"Of course the more the better." Xiang Hong said, "But hair as a sample needs special treatment, and the test must be carried out within a certain period of time. If you help me collect it, the effect of the sample may be lost."
"In this case, it seems that Uncle Xiang will have to collect them himself." He Qianjian curled his hands on his knees, raised them, plucked out five strands of hair, and said with a smile, "Here."
Xiang Hong put away He Qianjian's hair: "Thank you."
According to normal procedures, paternity testing usually takes four days, and the first round of tests takes two days to produce results. In order to eliminate errors, after the first round of identification, a new group of people needs to conduct the second round of tests starting from DNA extraction.
Because of the limited number of samples, Xiang Hong only conducted one round of experiments. In order to achieve higher accuracy, he conducted a complete DNA test, that is, a triplet test using samples from the father, mother, and child.
In the first round, Xiang Hong identified the parent-child relationship between He Yanfeng, Yang Yun and Jiang Chen. Before that, he had already identified the brotherhood between He Qianmin and Jiang Chen, and the result he got at that time was the reason why he conducted this round of paternity testing.
While waiting for the test results of the capillary sequencer, Xiang Hong sighed deeply and recalled what happened last week.
Last weekend, Xiang Hong returned home after working the night shift. In the parking lot, he opened the driver's door and found a person squatting next to his car. It was the dead of the night and he was startled. He looked closely and found that it was He Qianmin.
He Qianmin leaned against his tire, sitting on the ground with his legs bent. His eyes never left the paper bag he was holding tightly on his knees. His expression was complicated, as if he was hesitating and struggling. He didn't even notice Xiang Hong walking over until he called him.
He Qianmin raised his head suddenly, like a startled bird, and only after seeing him clearly did he breathe a sigh of relief, and stood up and said, "Uncle Xiang, you are off work."
Xiang Hong had also heard about He Qianmin running away from home, and thought that he had nowhere to go on the weekend, so he couldn't help but feel distressed: "Why are you waiting here so late? Are you cold?"
"It's not cold." He Qianmin pursed his lips tightly, looked at him and said, "Uncle Xiang, I want to ask you for a favor."
Xiang Hong opened the car door and said, "Let's talk about it first when we get in the car."
After getting in the car, He Qianmin was silent for a long time, until the knuckles of his fingers holding the paper bag turned white, then he said: "I want you to do a DNA test for me to determine whether the owners of the two samples are brothers. Here are the samples."
Xiang Hong was a little surprised and asked subconsciously: "Whose sample is this?"
"I can't say."
Xiang Hong paused and changed the way he asked: "Is there a DNA sample of yours in here?"
"If I say yes, will you agree?"
"I can help you with this." Xiang Hong said, "But I must know why you want me to do this. Even if it's not specific, I need a reason."
He Qianmin: “Yes.”
Xiang Hong had already expected this, but when he got a positive answer, he still couldn't help but be stunned: "Who is the other person?"
"I can't tell you." He Qianmin sat up straight, his eyes cautious and scrutinizing: "Uncle Xiang, I'm asking you for help on this matter alone. You can refuse me, but if you agree, I hope you can promise not to tell my parents about this."
Xiang Hong agreed and obtained the results by testing the gene loci on the Y chromosome, which showed that the owners of the two samples were brothers.
At first, Xiang Hong thought this was a test between He Qianjian and He Qianmin, but when he handed the result to He Qianmin, He Qianmin's expression told him that the owner of the other sample could not be He Qianjian.
Just when he was wondering, he saw Jiang Chen walking out of the school gate. Jiang Chen did not notice them and stopped under a tree across the street, as if waiting for someone. He Qianmin suddenly became at a loss. He hurriedly returned the report to him, said thank you casually, turned around and ran towards Jiang Chen.
Across the street, Jiang Chen and He Qianmin said something to each other, then smiled and walked to the other side together.
In a flash, Xiang Hong recalled the strange feeling he had when he first met Jiang Chen, and an incredible guess emerged in his mind.
In order to confirm this guess, he kept the hair sample that Jiang Chen had not used up, and obtained Jiang Chen's fingerprints and saliva samples while having dinner with Jiang Chen. After the results of the identification confirmed that the owner of the other sample sent by He Qianmin was Jiang Chen, he began the triplet identification.
Xiang Hong's eyes fell on the computer screen. In a few minutes, he would get the final result.
The computer screen lit up, and all the data had been transmitted, waiting for him to process and analyze the data. Xiang Hongshen walked to the computer, put on his glasses, and looked more cautious and serious than ever before.
At one o'clock in the morning, Xiang Hong took off his glasses, sighed deeply, and buried his face in his hands. The blue light of the computer shone on his white coat. After an unknown amount of time, he sat up, picked up the mobile phone beside him, and tried to open the address book several times, but withdrew his hand each time.
Even as a good friend, he found this matter hard to believe. Xiang Hong couldn't imagine how shocked He Yanfeng and Yang Yun would be if they knew the truth.
Although he already knew the answer, in order to be more rigorous, Xiang Hong turned back to the test bench and conducted a second round of triplet identification. This time, the samples of He Yanfeng, Yang Yun and He Qianjian were identified.
Two days later, when the appraisal results came out, Xiang Hong immediately called He Yanfeng.
At this time, many people have received invitations to the birthday party of He Qianjian, the eldest son of the He family, and have prepared their clothes and gifts, waiting for the party to arrive the day after tomorrow.
The He family has always been very low-key and rarely hosts large-scale banquets. Apart from the first birthday of the two elders of the He family, they have only attended three tenth birthday parties for He Yanfeng's three children and He Qianjian's twelve-year-old birthday party.
It has been two years since the tenth birthday party of He Qianyu, the youngest girl of the He family, but the grand banquet attended by many big names from all walks of life is still talked about with relish. Now that the eldest master of the He family, who is most loved by the elders, has come of age, everyone can already imagine how grand the banquet will be.
When the cell phone rang, He Yanfeng was accompanying Yang Yun and He Qianjian to listen to the person in charge of the banquet talking about the banquet procedures. He was feeling bored when he received a call from Xiang Hong. Without waiting for Xiang Hong to tell him the reason for the meeting, he agreed directly.
"Wife, Xiao Xiang wants to talk to me about something. I'll go over first."
"Now?" Yang Yun checked the time; "It's almost time for dinner."
"He has something urgent to talk to me about. Just take care of the procedures. I'm leaving now."
He Yanfeng picked up the car keys and rushed out the door impatiently. When he arrived at Xiang Hong's house, he saw Xiang Hong with untidy beard and bloodshot eyes. He almost didn't recognize him: "How did you get into this state?"
Xiang Hong walked to the sofa and sat down, pointing to the brown paper bag on the coffee table, and said straight to the point: "I asked you for your hair before, do you remember?"
He Yanfeng paused: "I remember, what's wrong?"
Xiang Hong took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, looking up and saying, "I told you at the time that if you need to know the results, I will let you know."
He Yanfeng's gaze followed his hand to the file bag, paused for a moment, and then returned to Xiang Hong's face. He had known Xiang Hong for many years and had never seen him with such an expression.
He had been in the business world for many years, his intuition had always been accurate, and he was always decisive in his actions. However, the hunch in his heart made him hesitate a little: "What do I need to know?"
Xiang Hong sighed: "See for yourself."
He Yanfeng retracted his gaze, bent down, picked up the file bag, and slowly opened it.
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