Chapter 087 The First Mission
The purple class students were all on good terms with us, and Aba got red-faced and argued with the red class students in front of him. The scene was in chaos.
Yang Wei roared loudly, his voice was almost as powerful as Li Daming's, and the scene fell silent.
Yang Wei frowned, "What's all this nonsense! After studying for so long, I don't think you have made any progress! Let me tell you, this is Teacher 's order. If anyone has any opinions, just go and raise them with Teacher Huang. What's the point of just poking and grumbling here?!"
I looked at him. It seemed that Yang Wei was defending us on the surface, but he was actually venting his anger and pointing his spearhead at Huang Teng.
Everyone was dissatisfied and angry, but they were still afraid of Huang Teng, and order was quickly restored at the scene.
Li Daming and I changed our clothes into yellow and entered the yellow class.
Li Daming clasped his fists with everyone and thanked them for their hard work. The people in the Huang class were indeed the leaders of the three classes. They were all adults, and they were all selected through layers of training. They had gone through mental training and their superficial work was done very well. No one embarrassed us, and they all thanked each other for their hard work.
Yang Wei announced that everyone else should disperse and do whatever they were supposed to do, except for Huang Ban, who stayed behind to be assigned other tasks.
Everyone in the Yellow Class sat cross-legged on the floor. Yang Wei looked at us seriously and then assigned us tasks. The tasks in the Yellow Class were very special. Each person's task was sealed in an envelope and could only be read by themselves.
Yang Wei called Li Daming's name, and Li Daming went up to get the envelope, and then I went over to get it. The tasks were assigned, and Yang Wei said, "Now there are two new members. I reiterate the rules. Everyone's tasks are only known to themselves. You are not allowed to ask about them privately. If I find out, I'm sorry, I will be demoted directly."
Li Daming and I looked at each other. It was obvious that these rules were meant for us.
After we returned, we moved out of the purple class dormitory. Aba was very reluctant to leave and held my hand for a long time. Li Daming promised that when he took power in the future, he would definitely promote Aba directly to the yellow class.
Aba smiled and said, "I don't have any extravagant expectations. I feel quite satisfied now. I still have half a year to graduate. Then I can go back and inherit the family business."
Li Daming and I were talking about New Year's greetings, wishing Aba to become a big boss and to help him more in the future.
After a brief exchange of greetings, we took our belongings and went to the dormitory of Huangban. Huangban had two people in one dormitory, which was very clean and beautiful, like a high-end B&B. However, there was one bad thing, Li Daming and I were separated into two dormitories, I don't know if it was a deliberate arrangement or unintentional.
The roommate I shared with was a young man who looked very greasy. He was handsome and had a harmless smile, but he looked greasy and uncomfortable. We exchanged a few pleasantries. His name was Luo Wei. He used to be an executive of a high-tech company. He felt that he needed to improve himself, so the company paid for him to come here for further studies. He was promoted very quickly, and it only took him two months to go from the purple class to the yellow class. However, he did not live here every day. He had to go there to work when the company had something to do, so he was in a part-time state.
This person is very polite, but his words and actions are all affected. He and I are completely on different wavelengths. He is just being polite.
After making the arrangements, I lay on the bed and opened the envelope for today's tasks. There was a phone number and a note inside.
The note reads: Please call this number to contact the owner of the phone and help him solve his problem.
This matter cannot be shared with other students in Huang's class. It can only be discussed after Luo Wei leaves. Luo Wei probably feels awkward and uncomfortable staying with me. After a while, he politely said that he was going to eat.
As soon as he left, I picked up my phone and called the number.
Not long after, someone answered, "Who is this?"
I quickly told him that I was a student of Teacher Huang Teng, and that my leader gave me this phone number and asked me to help solve the customer’s problem.
"Oh, so that's how it is." The man said politely, "What's your name?"
"Lin," I said.
"Mr. Lin, I did encounter a problem. I visited Teacher Huang many times but failed to meet him. I thought I would never have this opportunity again. I didn't expect you to care so much. How about this, are you free this afternoon?" He was very polite.
I said it was convenient, and he asked me to go to the company at 2 pm. This person's company is also in the city, not too far from Huang Teng's agency, just one stop away. After the appointment, I was in a very good mood. Maybe it was because I could walk less, just this little bit of happiness made me very satisfied.
After dinner and a nap, when it was about time, I came out of the building alone and went to the client's company.
To be honest, I wasn't anxious or worried. I just went there with a playful attitude. If I couldn't do it, then I couldn't do it. It didn't matter.
This person opened a company that trades with Japan, selling good things from Japan to China. It is quite large and has a lot of office staff.
I explained the situation at the front desk, and soon someone took me in and said that Chairman He had been waiting for me for a long time.
I entered the innermost large office, which was decorated in an extremely elegant style. There were landscape paintings hanging on the walls and paper, pen, ink and inkstone on the desk. It was obvious that the owner here had great taste.
A middle-aged man in a white shirt, blue pants and black leather shoes came over and shook hands with me: "Hello, hello, are you Mr. Lin?"
The assistant who brought us in was very considerate and quietly left and closed the door.
He asked me to sit on the sofa and personally poured me tea. After the introduction, I learned that this man was He Qingyou, the chairman of this trading company, who was self-made and in his fifties, was in the prime of his life.
After a while of greetings, He Qingyou asked me what my relationship with Teacher Huang was and how long I had been studying with him.
I know that he doubts my ability because I am too young. It is reasonable for him to think so, because I really can't do anything.
However, I still know the basic social interaction, and I can't say I've only been here for a week. In other people's eyes, this kind of rhetoric is an excuse for not getting things done, and it also damages Huang Teng's reputation. I still have some emotional intelligence.
I lied and said that I had been learning from Huang Teng for more than a year, but had only learned the basics, so I left myself a way out.
He Qingyou thought I was being modest, so he quickly praised me: "That's amazing."
"Mr. He, it wasn't explained very clearly before I came. Is there anything you need help with?" I asked.
He Qingyou sighed, hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Lin, you are a real person, so I will not lie. The situation is like this. About 20 years ago, when I was in my early 30s, I had a child. He was six years old that year. At that time, our family lived in a village on the north bank of the river. That year, there was a flood and the scene was particularly chaotic. It was at that time that I lost this child."
I gasped: "Can't find it?"
"There is reason to believe." He paused: "He may have passed away from this world."
I didn't say anything and the atmosphere was a little solemn.
He Qingyou asked me if I smoked.
I had no mood to smoke, so I waved my hands, hoping that he would finish the story. He had entrusted Huang Teng with this many times, so this must be a big deal, but I really couldn't think of what his specific request was. The flood 20 years ago left the child missing, and he was probably dead. What else could he do?
Could it be to save the child's soul?
He Qingyou continued, "Actually, I would like to entrust the experts in your organization, especially Teacher Huang... My child might have drowned in that chaotic situation. For so many years, I have been trying to find his body and bury him."
He looked at me eagerly.
I secretly figured out that he wanted to find the child's body. This job was neither salvation nor anything else, but to find a body that had been lost for 20 years. It was not dangerous, but the difficulty was too great.
"Haven't you asked for help from a specialized search and rescue organization?" I asked.
He Qingyou nodded and said sadly, "There are many professional rescue teams in our city. I have almost asked for help from all of them and even paid them a lot of money, but the search and rescue situation is not optimistic. It turns out that our village has now become a large reservoir. Near the river mouth, it is a swamp. The village has long been submerged under the water. They used diving equipment to go into the water, but after searching for a long time, they found nothing. They couldn't even locate the remains of the village, let alone the small bones. Alas."
I sucked my teeth and said, "This job is a bit difficult."
"I have no other choice." He Qingyou said sadly, "The rescue team told me that current technological means are useless. Otherwise, we can try metaphysics and find a great immortal or a wizard to perform a ritual. With such a large reservoir and such a large river mouth, it may take ten years to find it. Teacher Huang is a well-known master in our city. If he can't do it, I really don't know what to do. I have to go to Southeast Asia to find a black-robed Azan or something."
There is a question I have never asked: why is he so determined to find his son's remains ? It has been more than 20 years, and he must bury him.
Come to think of it, it might be because of the deep affection between father and son. That was his first child, and the heartache he felt might not be understood by outsiders.
I have no idea now. Uncle Zhong might have a solution, but I can’t. I don’t understand anything.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, He Qingyou waited by the side.
The atmosphere was awkward. I felt embarrassed to remain silent, so I coughed and said, "Well, tell the truth, I..."
Who is He Qingyou? He is the chairman of a big company and is very experienced in dealing with people. As soon as he saw what I said, he knew there was no hope and his face was immediately filled with disappointment.
