Xiangzhong, who was being talked about by the two, had just returned to China and got off the plane.
Without even resting, he went straight to Zirun's study. The two talked for a long time, and no one knew what they talked about. When he saw Xiangzhong again, he saw that his face was ashen. He was a man who didn't get angry easily, but now it seemed that a small thing could ignite this bomb, and then explode with a "bang".
Assistant Zhang followed behind Xiangzhong without saying a word, and even breathed carefully.
If you look carefully, you can find that Xiangzhong's steps are a little disordered. The two of them returned to Xiangzhong's office. Before Assistant Zhang closed the door, there was a "click" sound and the table in front of Xiangzhong shook twice.
Assistant Zhang took a closer look and saw that Xiangzhong's hands were trembling slightly and his chest was rising and falling.
"My goodness, who could make Xiangzhong so angry?"
He carefully poured a glass of water and gently placed it in front of Xiangzhong. He wanted to report recent events, but he couldn't find the right words to start with.
Seeing this, Xiangzhong drank the water in front of him in big gulps, tried to calm himself down, took a few deep breaths, and then let Assistant Zhang speak.
They talked about everything, big and small, meeting minutes, the release of guidelines, and so on. After two hours, Assistant Zhang finally stopped and said, "Mr. Zhu and Dean Qian both called today, looking for you. They didn't say what it was about, just that they would call back when you get back."
Xiangzhong was shocked, Qian Zilin...
"Connect me to Qinghai," he said, and then he repeated, "Report matters concerning the Fifth Hospital as soon as possible in the future."
Assistant Zhang lowered his head and replied quietly, "Yes."
On the other hand, in Qinghai, there was chaos and war.
Mr. Zhu dragged his sick body and had Qian Zilin held down in the room.
"Why are you so anxious? What can they do? Even if you're not here, they wouldn't dare to do anything for Xiangzhong's sake. Why are you running back so hastily? Do you want to make Lingyue worry? If anything happens to you, who can stop that girl Lingyue?"
Qian Zilin threw his suit hard on the table, pressing his teeth against the back of his mouth. "How dare they? Ah? Who is Ling Yue? She's the most outstanding scientist in our country, and she's from my Fifth Academy."
He put his hands on his hips, his chest heaving with anger, his white shirt slightly disheveled. "If they dare to take action against such a person, who will it be next time? Ah? Who else would they not dare to catch?"
After hearing this, Mr. Zhu got angry: "Keep yelling, keep yelling, I'll find you a loud speaker so everyone can hear you. If you really go in, we won't have to do anything."
Just one sentence made Mr. Zhu cough several times.
"After all, you are almost fifty years old. When can you control your temper?"
After finally suppressing the itchiness in her throat, she continued to persuade him, "Wait until Xiangzhong comes back and let him tell you. If you don't listen to me, I'll find someone who can control you. It's a pity that I, at my age, still have to watch you make such a fuss."
......(The remaining 500 words are omitted)
Only after Xiangzhong called did Mr. Zhu stop.
Just one sentence made Mr. Zhu silent.
"Let Comrade Zilin come back."
It would be a real problem if he didn't come back. No one can sit still and watch their own child being wronged.
In just ten minutes, Xiangzhong opened the door.
Assistant Zhang came in with a stack of documents. According to past practice, some non-confidential work can usually be taken home for processing.
"Comrade Xiangzhong, are you going back today?"
Xiangzhong's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and he was silent for a moment: "I'll be back tomorrow. Comrade Zilin will come over later. Let him make a fuss at the door."
Assistant Zhang didn't understand, but it didn't delay the execution.
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November was just a blink of an eye away from the Chinese New Year. The crackling sound of firecrackers could be heard sparsely outside the window. Ling Yue sat by the window with it closed, but she could not stop the hustle and bustle outside.
The capital is very inclusive, with all kinds of people and things happening there.
People didn't know what was going on and continued to celebrate the passing of another year.
"Academician Ling, go to bed and cover yourself."
Ling Yue shook her head. Ever since Tang Nancheng escaped from these people several times, their treatment began to decline. At first, there was no hot water, and now there is nothing. The only thing that remains unchanged is the quilt on the bed, which is still the same one from two months ago.
"It's New Year's Eve, it's so lively outside."
Ling Yue sighed, not expecting Zhang Jia to answer her, and then wrote on the table with the cold water on it: "Have you found the remains of the watch I left in the toilet?"
Zhang Jia nodded: "They have been sent out."
Ling Yue curled her lips slightly and said, "That's great, Lao Chou. I hope you can piece it together quickly. Chips, programs, things that No. 7 doesn't have. If you find out it's just an ordinary watch, don't be too angry."
"Qian is making a scene at the gate of the Forbidden City."
Ling Yue, who had finally gotten into a better mood, immediately changed her expression. She had already sent Qian Zilin away, so why didn't Mr. Zhu stop him?
'Number Seven, block the monitoring.'
"What's going on?"
Zhang Jia was startled and glanced towards the monitoring equipment. Ling Yue was in no mood to explain, but she still said, "It's okay. Signal equipment is my strong point."
"I heard that President Qian caused quite a stir at the gate of the Forbidden City some time ago. He was forced into the Forbidden City by soldiers."
Zhang Jia breathed a sigh of relief and immediately whispered the news to Ling Yue. After hearing it, Ling Yue fell silent.
"Academician Ling, if you think Dean Qian did this, would those people..."
As he spoke, Zhang Jia glanced at the closed door.
Ling Yue didn't know either. She frowned slightly, bit her index finger subconsciously, and murmured, "Uncle Qian isn't such an impulsive person."
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