Chapter 169 Best Friend
On the screen, Rong Yuan, who was respectfully called "Mr. Rong" by the reporters, spoke eloquently in front of the camera. His words were rigorous and concise, his attitude was polite but a little indifferent, and he looked relaxed and at ease, without any sign of nervousness. The excited expressions or leading questions of the reporters in front of him could not shake him in the slightest.
He is like a glacier, freezing cold; and also like a mountain, standing firm and motionless.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this kid, did he ride a rocket?" Several heads came over at some point, and one of the boys said with a bit of sadness and jealousy.
"Do you know him?" the girl next to Jin Yang asked curiously. The attitudes of these people seemed very familiar, and it didn't look like they were talking about an outstanding peer they saw on the Internet.
"Hi! Old classmates! We were in the same class!" someone said with some pride.
So the girl's expression looked surprised and a little admiring.
But a girl came over and exposed their bullying, saying, "But he never played with us before, and we couldn't get in touch with him at the class reunion. He was only close to Jin Yang. Right, Jin Yang? Hey, Jin Yang, what's wrong with you?"
Everyone turned to look, only to see Jin Yang's eyes wide open, his face pale, the smile on his face gone.
Jin Yang looked away with difficulty, forced a smile, and said, "My stomach hurts, I'm going to the bathroom."
After saying that, he ran away in a hurry, not even bothering to see the expressions of the people behind him. When he got to the bathroom, Jin Yang locked the door, put down the toilet lid, sat on it, took out his mobile phone, and replayed the interview video. The more he watched, the tighter his brows frowned.
Just like parents and children, passionate lovers, brothers and sisters who grew up together, and best friends who share life and death, they can recognize each other from the vast crowd with just a glance, a voice, or a casual gesture.
Jin Yang confirmed again and again that the strange feeling he felt at first sight was not an illusion, not the sense of distance brought about by time and space, nor the changes that occurred naturally during the growth process. That kind of strange feeling that made his scalp tingle had only one reason - that person was not Rong Yuan!
The person who answered the reporter's questions with exactly the same voice as Rong Yuan, smiled with exactly the same appearance as Rong Yuan, and accepted the honor in front of the camera using Rong Yuan's name is not the real Rong Yuan!
—His friend...his best friend...where is he?
Jin Yang held the phone tightly in his hand. After a long time, he finally pressed the familiar number one by one. He inevitably found that his fingers were trembling slightly.
“Beep…beep…beep…”
The sound of the phone not being connected seems to make people's hearts sink little by little.
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
The sound of the beating heart vibrated the eardrums slightly, as if the entire enclosed space was filled with that roaring sound, making people's mouths dry and all kinds of terrible guesses pop up.
The sound of the phone being connected made his heart rise to his throat immediately. His throat was stuck and he was unable to speak for a while.
"Hello?" After waiting for a while, the person on the other end of the phone asked a question.
…
Rong Licheng was sitting alone in the living room, with a few cups of steaming tea on the coffee table in front of him. However, the guest sitting opposite him had already left.
On the coffee table, there was a white envelope containing a thin check. The amount was not large, but it was still a considerable amount for an ordinary family.
Rong Licheng did not take this small amount of money seriously. He spent more than that much money on buying toys for Yuanyuan every year. What made him sad and even angry was the meaning of this check and the person who sent it.
After Rong Yuan emerged, many forces began to target him, including the family of Rong Yuan's biological mother Lu Yao. However, before all the restless forces began to test and compete with each other, the Tang government quickly took Rong Yuan under its wing. No one knew the conditions, but from today's meeting, Rong Licheng could guess that the government's attention to Rong Yuan was beyond his original expectations.
Today, Rong Yuan did not show up. Rong Licheng could even imagine how he signed this almost humiliating check with a frivolous attitude, and then casually handed the matter over. He did not need to pay attention to every detail, naturally someone would understand his meaning, and then invite the most important person to handle this matter.
The Rong family was wealthy and powerful, but there were many people in this land they could not afford to offend. For example, the guest who came today was a military leader that Rong Licheng had no way to visit even with a large gift before, but he was able to make this trip in person for his son's matter. From the tone of his voice, Rong Yuan didn't even know that it was him who came.
The check was to thank him for giving birth to him. Although he actually neither gave birth to him nor raised him, half of Rong Yuan's genes came from him after all, and it was the Rong family's surname that provided him with the initial shelter.
But the other party's words also clearly "hinted": Rong Yuan would have nothing to do with Rong Licheng and the Rong family in the future. If the Rong family didn't know what was good for them, someone would naturally make things difficult for them.
This was a threat, a warning, or a notice. Rong Licheng had heard similar words countless times before, but today's words, because of the identity of the speaker, had a heavy, deadly weight!
After Rong Yuan's reputation grew, on the one hand, people laughed at and despised the Rong family's stupidity and ruthlessness that had brought Baozhu to the surface; on the other hand, some people believed that the past was past, and were full of enthusiasm and affection for them because such a person came out of their family. When people talked about "this is the Rong family of Rong Yuan", what followed was admiration and respect.
Therefore, Rongshi actively admitted its past mistakes. The sincerity of the confession, which was repeatedly packaged by the public relations department, was enough to gain everyone's forgiveness. The publicity also intentionally or unintentionally highlighted this relationship. After a period of depression, the company's business obviously improved significantly. Especially after the news of Rongyuan's smooth progress in the clinical trial of HIV treatment came out, Rongshi could feel the concessions from all parties, especially some difficult government departments, which seemed to be much more tolerant of them than before.
In the information society, one move affects the whole body. It is conceivable that they will gain greater benefits when the news of the successful experiment is broadcast. This is a very common compensation psychology. Many people cannot directly convey their gratitude, resentment, guilt and other feelings to the original body, so they will transfer these feelings to a substitute. Ordinary people who benefit from Rong Yuan's cure of AIDS or admire him because of this incident cannot directly contact Rong Yuan, so it is easy to transfer this goodwill to the Rong family who has the closest relationship with Rong Yuan.
And now, they received a clear warning from Rong Yuan and the top leaders of Tang State.
Rong Licheng’s face was as black as iron.
He was actually against this promotional strategy at first, as he was too ashamed to continue to profit from his son who had already given up on him. However, the company was not his own, and sometimes, even if he was the president, he had to give in to the collective will.
And now, he felt a burning pain in his face.
Rong Licheng picked up the already cold teacup and took a sip, his mouth full of the bitter taste of tea leaves. He threw the cup hard on the ground. The carpet was very thick, and the small porcelain cup bounced twice on the ground and rolled to the corner.
The man sitting on the sofa rested his forehead on his hands, looking so tired and decadent.
…
"...Hello?" After a while, there was no answer. A doubtful voice came from the other end of the line: "Yangyang?"
Jin Yang swallowed his saliva and asked dryly, "Xiao Yuan?"
"Hmm?" The slightly upturned nasal tone sounded very familiar.
Jin Yang's lips moved, not knowing what to say. There was a sense of familiarity, but also a sense of strangeness. They hadn't been in touch for a long time, and the panic brought by the video was still with him. His back was soaked with cold sweat. After a long time, he slowly noticed that the background sound on the other end of the phone seemed a little noisy.
"Where are you?" he couldn't help asking.
"Heh." Rong Yuan chuckled, and then the sound coming from the receiver suddenly became more chaotic, as if he turned on the speakerphone. The messy sound suddenly rushed into his ears. Jin Yang tilted his head unconsciously and held the phone away. He was about to frown when he suddenly felt that the background sound was a little familiar.
Many people were laughing, many people were talking, high heels made a crisp "tapping" sound on the ground, girls covered their mouths and laughed "chuckled", wine glasses clinked, guitar strings sounded intermittently, and the drums were beaten "bang bang bang" out of rhythm.
——Sounds a little familiar.
Jin Yang brought the headset closer to the microphone. He could distinguish from the other voices a familiar male voice singing at the top of his lungs: "You are the one I love most in my life. I am too close to you and I am too deeply hurt. My confused soul has lost its composure, but you are like a gust of merciless wind..."
Then there was a sudden burst of “Hahahahaha”, and he clearly saw in front of his eyes that group of people laughing so hard that they were bent over with joy.
Jin Yang immediately stood up, opened the door and went out, startling a man who was about to push the door outside the bathroom. However, he didn't care at all and hurriedly ran to the bar hall, searching the crowd quickly.
On the stage, his high school classmate Jiang Hongbo was singing a love song out of tune with his eyes and facial expressions, flirting with the most conservative nerd in their class, note: boy. The nerd blushed, and he didn't know if he was drunk or something was wrong. He actually covered his face and twisted his waist, imitated the way a little girl acted coquettishly, stomped his feet, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Everyone in the audience laughed like crazy.
So at this time, people who are neither smiling nor looking at the stage will stand out.
Jin Yang found the man very quickly. He was lazily leaning against the bar, in a very casual posture, with a very unfamiliar face. When he saw him looking over, he smiled and raised his hand. It was a light smile, a little careless, but so familiar that it made people relax all over in an instant.
Jin Yang walked over step by step , then punched him hard on the shoulder and sighed, "You, you!"
Although he said that, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
Rong Yuan rubbed his aching shoulder, glanced at him, and said unhappily, "After such a long time, is this your attitude?"
Jin Yang ruffled his hair and said quickly, "Wait, I have someone I want to introduce you to."
Rong Yuan watched him walk briskly through the dense crowd, find a girl sitting next to a light yellow low table, whisper a few words to her, then walk over hand in hand, his brows full of happiness and sweetness.
"This is my girlfriend, Liu Ting. Tingting, he is my best friend..."
