Chapter 93: The first call with Qin Haoran

Jiangnan Strange Affairs Bureau, Office.

Yang Qingfeng was dressed in a light blue uniform, capable and neat.

But compared to the clothes, his expression was extremely nervous, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and a pair of eyes were dripping, and his nervous mood was vividly expressed.

"Brother, what do you think of my dress?"

Li Hao sat on a chair next to him and yawned.

Originally, this meeting had nothing to do with him.

But Yang Qingfeng was so scared that he had to pull him over to accompany him.

In Yang Qingfeng's words, everyone is a brother, and if a brother is in trouble, can you just watch it.

Besides, if you don't play well and have an accident, you have to pull a cushion when you die.

Hearing Yang Qingfeng's question, Li Hao rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "You have asked more than a dozen times, what do you want." ”

Yang Qingfeng didn't care at all, swallowed his saliva, and said nervously: "I'm about to report to our top boss, you say I'm nervous." ”

Speaking of this, Yang Qingfeng looked left and right, and whispered: "Let me tell you, our top boss is nicknamed Huo Yanluo, and I heard that he is a great person, so I asked you if you are afraid." ”

Li Hao rolled his eyes.

He hasn't experienced any winds and waves, so how can he care about any living Yama?

Yang Qingfeng couldn't help but grit his teeth a little when he saw Li Hao's lack of interest.

This guy isn't nervous at all.

That's the director of the General Bureau of Foreign Affairs, a real high-level.

Yang Qingfeng sighed, he didn't know whether to say that Li Hao was ignorant or that he was brave.

In the face of the future head boss, he was indifferent.

"Squeak."

While the two were talking, the door to the office was pushed open from the outside.

An emaciated middle-aged man walked in.

He doesn't look very old, at most he looks like he's in his forties. But the sideburns have turned white, the face is full of vicissitudes, and the bronzed complexion is like an inscription of history.

This is Yang Qingfeng's second uncle Yang Guohua, who is also the director of the Jiangnan Foreign Affairs Bureau.

Yang Qingfeng hurriedly greeted him and said respectfully, "Second uncle." ”

Yang Guohua showed a gentle smile, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled: "Okay, very energetic." ”

Then he looked at Li Hao and said with a smile: "You are Li Hao, I often hear Qingfeng mention you." ”

"Qingfeng is willing to join the Bureau of Strange Affairs this time, and I heard that it is still your credit."

Li Hao was neither humble nor arrogant, smiling, and said calmly: "Don't dare to be." ”

Yang Guohua nodded with satisfaction, and his good impression of Li Hao increased greatly.

Not humble or arrogant, modest and polite, is a malleable talent.

He secretly commented and advised: "This meeting is very important to our Foreign Affairs Bureau. ”

"Originally, you could not participate in it with your qualifications, but considering the special nature of your mission, you need to make a report to the General Administration this time."

"But there are some things that I want to tell you in advance."

Yang Guohua looked solemn and said seriously: "When you wait for the video conference, don't stare at the right hand of the General Administration, you know?" ”

Yang Qingfeng's face was full of astonishment, and he was puzzled: "Second uncle, why is this?" ”

Yang Guohua sighed, with a sad look on his face, explained.

"Twenty years ago, I served in the same unit with the General Directorate."

"At that time, the General Directorate was our company commander, who was kind and had a lot of prestige in the army."

"During one operation, our whereabouts were leaked due to an accident, and we were surrounded by the enemy. The General Directorate was captured alive by the enemy in order to cut us off. ”

"In order to get the details of our ministry from the mouth of the General Administration, they have brutally abused the General Administration."

"When we rescued the General Bureau, it was already more than ten hours later."

Speaking of this, Yang Guohua's face was full of anger and grief, there were crystal tears in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was a little more choked.

"In order to obtain information about our department, the enemy forcibly pulled out the nails of the ten fingers of the two hands of the General Bureau, and smashed five of his right fingers to pieces with a hammer."

"I also gave him a banned drug that was extremely mentally damaging."

"But the General Administration never spoke."

"That's the same way, giving us a chance to rescue."

"It's just that although we succeeded in rescuing the General Directorate, the injuries of the General Administration were too serious. Coupled with the bad environment at the time, it was too late when we sent the General Administration to the temporary hospital. In the end, the right hand of the General Directorate was not saved, and he had to be amputated. ”

"Since then, the right hand of the General Directorate has been using a mechanical prosthetic."

"And because of the strong and forbidden drugs, the facial nerves and spirit of the General Administration have been irreparably damaged. There are few strong mood swings, and the facial nerve is permanently damaged, and he can no longer make any expressions. ”

Yang Qingfeng's face turned pale with shock, and he couldn't imagine what terrible torture Zheng Guoshang had been subjected to back then.

It is even more unimaginable what kind of spirit and what kind of persistence can make a person still choose to grit his teeth and keep a secret under such terrible torture.

He was both shocked and admired, hurriedly swallowed his saliva, and said seriously: "I know." ”

Li Hao's expression was solemn, and he nodded the same thing.

Heroes, at all times, deserve the respect they deserve.

There is no doubt that Zenz is a hero.

A hero worthy of respect.

Yang Guohua's advice, the two of them took it to heart.

Come to the conference room.

Yang Qingfeng stood in front of the screen, and Li Hao stood next to him.

screen.

A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a cold expression sat on a black office chair.

It was Zheng Guoshang.

Zheng Guoshang put his arms on the black desk, his hands crossed in front of him, and the unnaturalness of his right hand could be clearly seen.

His gaze was emotionless, like a cold-blooded machine.

But after learning about his past, Li Hao didn't feel anything wrong, just admiration.

Zheng Guoshang's voice was cold: "Your name is Yang Qingfeng, I have seen you before for twelve years." ”

"At that time, you were only a little taller, and you were clamoring for your second uncle to take you to the playground."

Yang Qingfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, extremely embarrassed.

He couldn't remember Zheng Guoshang at all.

After Zheng Guoshang's greetings, he went straight to the topic.

He said solemnly: "The information you sent is very timely, and it provides a very important role for the future decision-making of our Foreign Affairs Bureau. ”

"But this information alone is far from enough, this time I asked you to come over to let you contact Qin Haoran directly."

"In your own name."

Yang Qingfeng was dumbfounded, extremely stunned.

I didn't tell him before that this meeting was for him to take the initiative to contact Qin Haoran.

It's just that in the face of Zheng Guoshang's terrifying gaze, Yang Qingfeng didn't even dare to say a word of refusal.

His lips trembled, and after a few seconds of silence, he said carefully, "I'm not sure if Qin Haoran is willing to talk to me." ”

"But I'll try my best."

Zheng Guoshang's face was expressionless, and he said calmly: "Let's start." ”

Yang Qingfeng swallowed his saliva and took out his mobile phone.

He pressed the thumb of his right hand on the screen, hesitated for two seconds before dialing Qin Haoran's mobile phone number, and clicked on the sound playback.

"Di~~~"

For a moment, the conference room was as silent as death.

Only the sound of the mobile phone ticking, dull and lonely.

Yang Qingfeng stood there, his sideburns soaked in cold sweat for some time.

Time passed minute by minute.

Yang Qingfeng had never felt time so slow.

It's so tormenting.

He didn't know how long it had been, and when he had lost any hope, the phone was suddenly connected.

There was a voice on the other end of the phone that couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman.

"Hello, I'm Qin Haoran."