In the dead of night, the darkness deepened, and a light drizzle began to fall.
A clearing within the Phoenix Mountain scenic area was brightly lit by the headlights of more than a dozen parked Mercedes-Benz cars. The slender Secretary Zhao, holding an umbrella, continued to persuade Zhou Ya:
"Miss, please wait in the car. It's too cold outside."
Zhou Ya ignored him, her tired eyes bloodshot, staring at the occasional flashes of light on the mountain, trying to determine the location of the search and rescue team.
"Miss, why don't you get in the car and get some sleep? You haven't slept for three days. You can't afford to get sick now."
Zhou Ya looked blank: "My dad, can we find him tonight?"
"He has high blood pressure. After 72 hours, his chances of survival will drop sharply. If we can't find him tonight, will I no longer have a father?"
As soon as Zhou Ya opened her mouth, tears streamed down her face.
Secretary Zhao took out a tissue and wiped away her tears: "We'll find it, we'll find it..."
The mountain roads were rugged, and the rain made the search and rescue team's journey difficult and fraught with danger, but no one backed down. Every team member was anxious, and the Zhou family was willing to reward each of them with 500,000 yuan if they found the living Boss Zhou. The Zhou family was no ordinary wealthy family; their economic strength ranked among the top in Shanghai.
Zhou Ya stood there until dawn broke, and her eyes gradually darkened.
Suddenly, the walkie-talkie in my hand beeped:
"Miss, we've found him. The master is still alive."
Inside the cave at Mingsha Peak, Zhou Shengren had fallen into a coma, his breath was weak, his clothes and palms were worn out, and he had broken a leg. Judging from the marks inside the cave, he must have crawled into the cave to avoid the wind, rain and wild animals after being injured.
"How is my dad? How is he?" Zhou Ya's voice trembled.
"The master has fallen into a coma. Don't worry, Miss, we have arranged a helicopter, and he will be taken to Jiren Hospital soon."
More than a dozen Mercedes-Benz vehicles drove out of the scenic area together, heading towards the hospital.
As soon as it was light, the ramen shop started bustling with activity. Lin An ran to the kitchen to help, but Leng Feng chased him out.
"You don't need to do any work. Hurry up and eat, then go study." He handed him a bowl of beef noodles with an egg.
"Uncle Leng, I can't just eat and stay here for free."
"Who told you to eat and live here for free? I'll put it on your tab. You can work again after your exams, and I'll use your wages to pay you back." Leng Feng didn't care in his heart, but considering the child's self-esteem, he still said it like this.
Lin An couldn't persuade him otherwise, so he ate in silence. No one saw the mist welling up in his eyes. The kindness of strangers touched the softest spot in his heart. He had always longed for family affection.
After finishing his meal, Lin An plunged headfirst into a sea of practice questions, determined that only better grades could prove his innocence.
At Jiren Hospital, Zhou Shengren finally opened his eyes after six hours of continuous intravenous infusion.
"Dad, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Zhou Ya held his hand, her expression worried.
"It's okay, it's just that my leg hurts a little."
"Dad, you broke your leg, but don't worry. The doctor said it will heal in three months. There's nothing else seriously wrong. You just fainted from hunger. You can be discharged anytime. But please don't go hiking alone again."
Zhou Shengren looked at his leg, which was in a cast, and said in a relaxed tone, "Dad just wanted to exercise, but we got lost. We won't go there again."
"Thanks to my good daughter, otherwise I would have died in the mountains."
Zhou Ya suddenly remembered that she hadn't given Lin An the money she was owed as a thank you gift; the search and rescue team's reward had already been paid in full when she arrived at the hospital that morning.
"Oh dear, I haven't transferred the money to my benefactor yet."
"Who is the benefactor? How much money?"
"The person who calls to provide a clue will receive a reward of 50,000 yuan. The person on the phone is a teenager, but it's very strange that he accurately stated your location, which is how we found you. Did you see any teenagers when you went into the mountains?"
"After I got lost and entered Mingsha Peak, I never saw another person. There was definitely no boy."
"How did he know?"
"Don't rush to transfer the money. Investigate first and see where it comes from. After all, you're my savior."
"Besides, with my net worth of billions, is it reasonable for me to give my savior only 50,000 yuan? Investigate this thoroughly; I want to thank my benefactor properly."
Soon, Secretary Zhao submitted the investigation results:
"The information shows that the caller's name is Lin An, a senior high school student. Coincidentally, his father is Lin Haoran."
"Lin Haoran? Our agent?" Zhou Shengren remembered this person. Although the agency was not large, they had been cooperating for more than ten years.
"Yes."
“That’s quite a coincidence. You should contact Lin Haoran. I’ll visit him tomorrow to express my gratitude for raising such a good son.”
"Dad, what's the rush? Let him rest in the hospital for a couple more days." Zhou Ya was still worried about her father's health.
"It's okay, I feel full of energy now."
While working, Lin Haoran received a call from Secretary Zhao, and his attitude became exceptionally respectful: "Hello, Secretary Zhao, I heard that President Zhou has returned safely. How is President Zhou?"
"President Lin, thank you for your concern. President Zhou is doing well, and he would like to pay a visit tomorrow."
Although the Lin family was wealthy, they were several levels below the Zhou family. In the business circles of Haishi, no one would dare to disrespect the Zhou family. It could be said that Lin Haoran's company had developed entirely by acting as an agent for the Zhou family's products. The Lin family's honor or disgrace was nothing more than a matter of a word from Zhou Shengren.
The thought of such a person coming to visit his home filled Lin Haoran with trepidation.
"Really? I am honored."
"Okay, we'll go there tomorrow morning at nine or ten o'clock."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Haoran was filled with excitement and excitedly dialed Zhang Wanru's number:
"The CEO of the Zhou Group is coming to our house tomorrow. Please have the servants decorate the house nicely so that all the children can come home and dress presentably."
Looking at the incessant rain outside the window, Zhang Wanru felt irritable. She didn't know if Lin An had any shelter from the wind and rain, and had no intention of listening to Lin Haoran's arrangements: "Lin An hasn't been home for two days. Why don't you go and look for him? He's still your own son, after all."
"Why bring up that unfilial son? Doesn't he have the ability to sever ties? Let's see how many days he can stay away from home." Lin Haoran's tone hardened as he thought of Lin An.
"It's been raining all this time, he should know to stay in a hotel, right? I wonder how many days he has enough money for. How much pocket money do you usually give her?"
Lin Haoran found Zhang Wanru's question inexplicable: "Don't you manage the children's allowance? Why are you asking me? I'm busy with work all day, how can I have time to deal with these trivial matters?"
"What? Didn't you say I was giving him too much pocket money and that I shouldn't give him any more, so I stopped caring? I thought you would give him pocket money on time."
When Lin An arrived home, Zhang Wanru gave him a thousand yuan for spending money. Lin Haoran felt that since he came from the countryside, he was easily corrupted and shouldn't be given so much, so he told her not to give him any more and then forgot about it.
"I can't remember, but I never gave him any pocket money."
“I didn’t give him any money either. Does that mean Lin An doesn’t have any money? He’s only spent that thousand yuan in six months. That’s not even enough for lunch. Why didn’t he say he didn’t have any money? What are we going to do? Will he starve outside?”
Zhang Wanru's questions came one after another, giving Lin Haoran a headache:
"Alright, that's not important. The most important thing is that President Zhou is coming to our house tomorrow. We absolutely cannot let anything go wrong. This is a golden opportunity to introduce Lin Zhe into the Haishi business district. Do you understand?"
"knew."
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