Chapter 1: Encounters (1)

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In 1877, under the impetus of the Westernization Movement, the Fujian Shipbuilding School sent away the first batch of students who went to Europe. The cruise ship was gone, and relatives and friends were still waving goodbye on the shore until the whistle was heard one after another...... Wang Yaoyu woke up from his dream. At this time, in the dark room, only his mobile phone kept flashing and vibrating on the desk.

In the last second, Wang Yaoyu's face was reflected in the flickering light of the mobile phone, and the next second he had already appeared at the desk to answer the call.

"Hello?" The voice of impatience came from this handsome face, and it was hard to imagine that the face of a thirty-year-old could fiercely exude the anger of a teenager.

"Wang Dong, I just received a call from the police, your brother Wang Qijun and his wife had an accident in Malaysia and passed away half an hour ago." The voice on the other end of the phone was intermittent and muffled.

"I see!" Wang Yaoyu clenched his fists lightly, instantly released the sound of his mobile phone, and began to wash. "How is Zhichen?"

"Still in school." The other end of the phone answered.

"Send someone to pick me up and protect me! You go and prepare a press release, contact the funeral company,...... Go ahead! ”

"Okay, Wang Dong!"

Wang Yaoyu was about to hang up the phone, and suddenly added: "Calvin, an hour later, at Villa 29 Donglin Road, I want to see all the reports on the handling of the accident." ”

In just a few words, Wang Yaoyu had already changed his clothes and opened the door to leave. When the door opened, it was clear that it was now in the middle of the sky, and the daylight reflected from the floor-to-ceiling glass windows to Wang Yaoyu's face, Wang Yaoyu's eyes showed a fierce light, and then he returned to calm. He walked out of the villa and drove away.

On the other side, a female nurse crossed her legs, swiping the news on her mobile phone in the lounge, reading while watching: "Ah, it's so miserable, a well-known entrepreneur in Singapore died on the way back half an hour ago...... There is only a 7-year-old daughter behind him, and the property will be taken over by his younger brother Wang Qiyu......"

As soon as she read this, the female doctor next to her looked angry, got up to leave, and when she opened the door, she said: "If you have enough rest, you will go to work, and if you have time to read other people's news, it is better to read the medical manual." ”

The boy next to the female nurse grimaced at the female nurse: "Xiaoyu, pack up and write a report!" Although the male doctor was in a commanding tone, he took the initiative to clean up the table.

When the female nurse saw the female doctor leave, she shrugged her shoulders, "Thank you, Chen Tong." If my world didn't have you, I wouldn't have a place to stand again. However, I think I've seen the picture of that kid somewhere. ”

Chen Tong took the mobile phone, shook it at Xiaoyu's face, and looked at the photo, "If you hit the mosaic, you can tell who it is?" Do you know how to decode? Teach me sometime! ”

"No, I may have seen uncensored photos." Xiao Yu thought about it seriously, but didn't hear Chen Tong's pun.

Chen Tong packed up his things, and the two left side by side.

After the female doctor went out, she left the hospital directly. While driving, I dialed the phone. Within a few minutes of Wang Yaoyu's drive, there were already several phone calls, and it was not until he saw Huang Yuling's name that he pressed the call button.

"Yaoyu, where are you? Just saw the news, ...... you" asked the female doctor anxiously.

"No. 29 Donglin Road, on the road, see you later! Sarah……”

The female doctor, who was about to hang up, heard Wang Yaoyu call her name, and Sarah stepped on the accelerator deeply and accelerated forward. "Yaoyu, don't be too upset", Sarah sighed lightly, "We should have looked down on it a long time ago, you still have Zhichen." ”

"Humph!" Wang Yaoyu smiled bitterly, "Yes, for us, emotions are meaningless. Wang Yaoyu's depression deepened, pressed the phone, and left.

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