Uncle Zhaoming! Seeing the familiar faces in the reception room, Hua Wenzheng walked in in surprise. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hahaha, Wenzheng." Old Man Qin was also very happy, sitting on the sofa and laughing.

"Uncle Zhaoming, why didn't you tell me before you came, I'll send someone to pick you up." Saying that, Hua Wenzheng made a look, and Zhou Qingyun, who was following him, nodded knowingly, turned around and went out to make tea.

After a while, Zhou Qingyun walked to the reception room with a tea tray, and at the door of the reception room was a young man with a Chinese character face and an ordinary appearance, this person was with the old man Qin, probably a driver or bodyguard.

The man stood motionless in front of the door, and when he saw Zhou Qingyun coming, he looked him up and down a few times expressionlessly, his eyes were cold, Zhou Qingyun was shocked by the sight, and he felt like he was walking in the forest and being targeted by a vicious wolf.

The "national character face" eyes roamed around Zhou Qingyun's body a few times, and after confirming that he was not in danger, he turned sideways to get out of the way. Zhou Qingyun didn't want to stay in this depressing place anymore, so he hurriedly pushed the door in as if he was about to be amnesty.

As soon as he entered, Zhou Qingyun put the tea tray on the coffee table, and heard Old Man Qin say with a straight face: "Wenzheng, I came here this time mainly to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone? Our school? ”

"Yes, I remember as a student."

"Students?" Hua Wenzheng said with a smile: "No problem, as long as Uncle Zhaoming gives me an order, I will fully cooperate." What is this student's name and which department is it from? ”

Qin Zhaoming didn't answer, sighed, and said, "Do you know where I went before I came to the East China Sea?" After speaking, he asked and answered: "I first went to Lanping on Jinggang Mountain, then to Babao Mountain, and finally to the East China Sea." ”

Hearing these two place names, Hua Wenzheng's face was straight, he naturally knew what these two place names meant to Qin Zhaoming, and he also understood what Qin Zhaoming was retiring from when he was in his prime. Although I don't know what connection this has with finding someone, it doesn't affect his respect for Qin Zhaoming.

Zhou Qingyun, who was pouring tea on the side, was also shocked when he heard these two place names, Jinggang Mountain, Babao Mountain, Babao Mountain, is that a place where ordinary people can enter and exit casually? Thinking of the "national character face" at the door, the identity of this old Qin is about to come out.

"Forty years!" Recalling the past, Qin Zhaoming sighed, "In my lifetime, I finally have an explanation for the old chief and myself!" ”

Hua Wenzheng's expression moved, and his tone was a little higher, "Uncle Zhaoming, what do you mean..."

"That's right!" Qin Zhaoming nodded, a smile on his face. "The legendary divine orchid, I found it!" As he spoke, he pulled out a few photos from his arms.

"Really!?" Hua Wenzheng was a little surprised, and a little incredulous. When Qin Zhaoming made this decision, everyone said that the divine orchid only existed in ancient books, and the legend was just a legend, and no one was optimistic about him.

Zhou Qingyun, who was pouring tea, subconsciously glanced over, and the nine vivid cyan small orchids in the photo instantly attracted his attention.

"Phew!" Hua Wenzheng gasped, although he didn't know much about the appearance of orchids, the small tripod-shaped flower alone could show how extraordinary it was. "How does this flower look like a tripod?"

"This orchid is called 'Huaxia Jiuding', which is a well-deserved miracle orchid that is rare to see in a thousand years."

"And the original owner of this 'Huaxia Jiuding' is a student of your school, and I have come to thank him this time." Qin Zhaoming's tone was very solemn.

Putting down the photo, Hua Wenzheng said solemnly: "Uncle Zhaoming, don't worry, I will definitely help you find this student, what is the name of this student?" ”

"I remember that the young man's name was Li Longbow."

Lee Longbow! Zhou Qingyun was shocked, the tilted teapot in his hand suddenly deviated, and the water column drew an ugly curve.

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Hou Guoxing had just finished handing over a document and was about to go back to the office, when he suddenly remembered that he had a letter that seemed to have arrived today.

"Hey, it's Zuo Zheng, you're here to get the letter too?" Turning the corner of the corridor, Hou Guoxing saw Zuo Zheng, who was looking down at the letter, walking out of the mailroom.

"Huh!?" Zuo Zheng seemed to be frightened by something, suddenly put his hands behind his back, saw clearly that it was Hou Guoqing, and smiled dryly: "Yes, Director Hou also came to get the letter?" ”

Hou Guoxing nodded and joked, "What? A love letter from a girlfriend? ”

"Hahaha, no, no." Zuo Zhenggan laughed twice, his expression extremely embarrassed.

Seeing him like this, Hou Guoxing felt a little strange, but he didn't say anything, smiled, and walked into the mailroom.

Seeing Hou Guoxing enter the mailroom, Zuo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly put away the letter, and walked briskly towards the other side of the corridor.

"Teacher Yang, do you have my letter?"

The aunt, who was rummaging through things on the table, glanced up, looked down and said, "Xiaohou, I remember that there seems to be your letter, you go to the branch of your department to have a look." ”

"Okay." Hou Guoxing responded, rummaged through the pile of letters for a while, and found his letter. With the letter in hand, Hou Guoxing walked to the desk and prepared to sign for it.

The aunt reached out and took the letter, glanced at it, nodded, handed it back to Hou Guoxing, looked down again, and muttered while looking for it: "Why can't I find it?" I remember being here just now. ”

After signing, Hou Guoxing put down his pen and asked, "Teacher Yang, what are you looking for, I'll help you find it." ”

"No, no, it's just a letter." Aunt smiled, "I remember it was still on the table just now, I won't be able to find it, I guess I forgot where to put it, I'm old, my memory is not good." ”

Hearing what the aunt said, Hou Guoxing politely said a few words, and was about to leave, when he asked casually, "Whose letter is this?" ”

Since there was only this one letter with only one name written today, the aunt was deeply impressed by this, and subconsciously replied: "I remember that my name is Li Changgong, and I guess which student it is, there is only one name." ”

"Li Longbow?" Hou Guoxing paused, turned around and asked.

"Yes, Li Longbow." The aunt affirmed, and smiled bitterly after speaking, "Today's letter with only the name written on it, I remember that it was obviously placed on the table before, but after sorting out the letter, I came to look at it, but the letter was gone." ”

Hou Guoxing glanced at the desktop, which was full of miscellaneous newspapers and the like, and there were not many things. It stands to reason that a letter should be easy to see in this pile.

Letter. Hou Guoxing suddenly remembered the abnormality of Fang Caizuo Zheng, and what he was holding in his hand was a letter.

"That's right." Auntie patted her head, "I remember that a young man surnamed Zuo came to pick up the letter just now, I was busy at the time, let him sign it himself, did he take it?" ”

"Is he the only one who has been here?"

"Yes, he's the first one to get the letter today."

Now it can be determined, but why did Zuo Zheng take away Li Changgong's letter? Recalling Zuo Zheng's previous actions, Hou Guoxing had a thought in his heart, could it be that there was something in that letter that Zuo Zheng didn't want Li Changgong to know?

"Oh, I see." Hou Guoxing pretended to suddenly realize and said: "Zuo Zheng and Li Changgong are both students in my class, and Zuo Zheng should have taken them for him." ”

"I see." The aunt breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned again: "This young man took the letter and didn't say a word, so much so that I thought the letter was gone." ”

"I guess it was careless and forgot. Teacher Yang, I apologize to you on his behalf and teach him a good lesson when I go back. ”

"There is no need to teach a lesson, who hasn't been careless."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Yang is right, then I'll go first." Hou Guoxing laughed twice, and was about to leave when he turned around and asked, "By the way, Mr. Yang, do you remember who the sender of this letter is?" ”

"Sender?" The aunt frowned and thought about it, and said a little unsurely: "It seems to be the Beijing office of the Gates Foundation." ”

Gates Foundation? Hou Guoxing secretly wrote down the name, turned around and walked out of the mailroom, Zuo Zheng had long disappeared in the long corridor outside.

Why did Zuo Zheng take this letter? Why did the Gates Foundation send a letter to Long Bow Lee? Hou Guoxing was full of questions, and vaguely felt that there should be an amazing secret hidden behind this letter.

The most important thing at the moment is to find Zuo Zheng first, in any case, it is not right for Zuo Zheng to take other people's letters privately. Hou Guoxing walked quickly to the only exit of this half of the building, but all the way to the gate of this building, there was still no trace of Zuo Zheng.

Hou Guoxing stood at the door, frowned and said nothing, took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Zuo Zheng, flipped out the number and pressed the dial button. Hou Guoxing put his mobile phone to his ear, and his eyes unconsciously swept over the campus.

"Duh... Duh..."

Hou Guoxing suddenly paused when his gaze swept over one place.

"Hello? Director Hou, is there anything you want me to do? ”

"It's okay, I'm sorry, I made a mistake." Hou Guoxing's tone was calm, and while hanging up the phone, he walked towards the green garbage bin placed next to the gate, which was the closest garbage bin to the gate, and the only one on the way from the mailroom to here.

Caring about being dirty, Hou Guoxing opened the lid of the garbage can, and among the colorful garbage, a stack of shredded paper was lying quietly on top.