Chapter 74 Tit for tat
On a table in a corner of the library, there was a tall pile of professional books on crystallography. Rong Yuan flipped through the pages one by one at a slower pace than usual, sometimes stopping to think and making a few notes in the notebook next to him.
"Hello, I'm looking for this student. Have you seen him?" At the information desk, a man holding a photo asked the staff.
The librarian recognized him at a glance: "Oh, it's Rong Yuan from No. 1 Middle School! He's at the table at the end."
Rong Yuan's ears moved slightly and he looked up. Although the consultation office was far from where he was now, after taking the Qingti Pills, he could even hear people whispering at this distance. He was not used to it at first, but after adapting for a while, Rong Yuan was able to ignore the conversations that had nothing to do with him as background noise.
——Someone I don’t know.
It's not like a teacher from a university who wants to recruit students. Maybe it's a health product, learning machine, cram school or stationery company that wants to hire him for advertising. There are too many people like this recently. Even if the phone line is unplugged, many people will come to his house or block him on the way to and from school. In order to avoid this kind of trouble, Jin Yang invited Rong Yuan to stay at his house these days. Their community security management is very strict, and ordinary people can't get in.
Not wanting his study rhythm to be disrupted by the other party, Rong Yuan lowered his head and continued reading, ready to reject this person no matter what he said later.
Although I tried to walk as lightly as possible, the crisp thuds of leather shoes hitting the wooden floor continued to be heard.
Rong Yuan felt a little strange. The sound of footsteps can reflect a lot of things about a person - what kind of job he is engaged in, his inner emotions, his personal character, etc. This person's steps are very steady, firm, decisive, and confident. He doesn't sound like a salesperson from an ordinary small company .
When this man walked to the table, Rong Yuan looked up at him.
He was very young, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with short black hair, a relatively square face, thick and dense eyebrows, and he looked people straight in the eye without avoiding, appearing to be open-minded and sincere.
The man walked two or three steps to the table and stood there, bowing slightly and saying, "Hello, Mr. Rong. I'm Wei Cheng. Someone wants to see you and is waiting in the coffee shop downstairs. Do you have time now?"
——Mr. Rong?
This name made Rong Yuan laugh. He was neither a second-generation nor a hooligan who was keen on school violence. He was not interested in this name. He said coldly, "No." Then he continued his study.
Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment. Rong Yuan's reaction was obviously beyond his expectations. He asked, "Don't you want to know who he is?"
"No, there's no need. Don't bother me." Rong Yuan said without raising his head: "If you want to see me, either come here by yourself or get lost." Recently, he has been really annoyed by this whole mysticism...
Seeing him like this, Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to explain the other party's identity, but from Rongyuan's attitude, he keenly realized that continuing to talk would only make the young man in front of him more disgusted.
They didn't come here to make enemies. Wei Cheng couldn't let himself get off to a bad start. He stood there for a while, and seeing that there was no room for the other party to relax his attitude, he turned around and went out to make a phone call.
"Rongyuan, I have hacked into the other party's phone. Do you want to monitor and track it?" Wandou said in a low voice.
"No, don't be distracted by this kind of thing, just do your job." Rong Yuan said. No matter who the other party was, he would know it soon anyway. Compared with his insignificant curiosity, Wandou's current work was more important.
A few days ago, Wandou intercepted a conversation from countless communication signals and found that someone was deliberately destroying the surveillance network of City A. After investigation, it was found that the number of scrapped surveillance cameras during this period was more than ten times that of the same period in the past. Moreover, the work efficiency of the City A Municipal Government has always been very high, but the broken surveillance cameras have not been repaired or replaced for a long time, which is really very suspicious. No matter who did this and what their purpose was, destroying the surveillance cameras was to deceive Rong Yuan, and he would never sit idly by. Moreover, the city government was able to take such a large-scale action, and it was very likely that the other party was targeting the biggest security risk in City A - Crow.
A few minutes later, another person and Wei Cheng walked up to Rong Yuan. When Wei Cheng was about to say something to Rong Yuan, he raised his hand to stop him. He also took the initiative to pull out the stool opposite and sat down. Rong Yuan looked up at him only after he finished reading a page of the book.
Blood relationship is really a wonderful thing.
He had never seen the other person before, and had only heard some simple descriptions of him. Even after he had a light computer, he had never thought of tracking him down. But at a glance, he knew who it was.
The word "father" is just an ordinary title for most people, but to him, it is just a code name for a stranger.
Rong Yuan suddenly remembered an incident from the past——
From elementary school to high school, teachers often ask students to write essays with topics that have remained unchanged for decades, such as "The Most Unforgettable Thing I Ever Memorable", "My Ideal", "If I Were XXX", "My Thoughts After Watching XXX", "My Father/Mother", etc. Whenever Rong Yuan is asked to write an essay about his parents, he usually writes: "My father died very early. The last thing I remember was him carrying a bag and leaving the house. Before he left, he told me that he would buy me something delicious when he came back. However, a few hours later, someone called and said that my father was hit by a car/crushed by a billboard/smashed to death by a flower pot/killed by a robber/drowned in a river..."
He designed as many ways to kill his father as he wrote. As his writing skills improved, his essays gradually made the examiners sigh and sigh, saying that his essays "revealed deep feelings in the plain language". But in fact, he just used the plots from the news or TV dramas he had watched recently - but it must be said that this was also the ending he secretly desired in his heart, which he would give to this man himself.
——How can I not feel resentment? There are two people in my life who will always be by my side, giving me the greatest and most selfless love in the world, leaving me with tear-warming memories in my earliest memories. Even if you are old one day, you will smile and feel nostalgic when you think of them.
However, both of them abandoned him.
After all, his mother had to go through the pain of pregnancy and childbirth; and his father... was right next to him, but he only regarded him as an annoying stain and wished he would disappear quietly on his own the next second.
Rong Yuan had imagined a lot before - what would he say to them when he became successful and could easily trample them under his feet. But now, when he looked at the other party, he just felt that this was an irrelevant stranger.
Some people say that hate is love, because when you hate someone intensely, you care about that person more than anyone else, and your emotions are affected by the other person's every move. Having deep hatred for someone who is originally close to you reflects your inner desire to be loved and cared for.
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"I'm Rong Licheng, I think you should know who I am." Rong Licheng said, but he was not as arrogant and domineering as Rong Lixin, because in the library, his voice was very low, but his momentum was much greater.
"What do you want from me?" Rong Yuan asked while flipping through a book. He didn't feel like he was meeting his biological father for the first time at all.
Rong Licheng looked at the boy opposite him and said, "Your grandfather asked you to return to the Rong family. As the eldest son and grandson of the Rong family, you will not lose a penny of the benefits you deserve."
"Don't you think it's ugly to say such things when I got first place in the country?" Rong Yuan asked.
Facing his scathing ridicule, Rong Licheng remained calm and said, "There are many examples of people who were like Zhongyong in this world. Winning a championship once does not mean you will always be a champion in the future. It is wisest to grab the benefits you can get while your reputation is still hot."
"I think the opposite. Only the weak worry about what will happen if they fail. As long as you are strong enough, you don't need to worry about these things."
"Humph, you are young and full of energy. You are too arrogant. Sooner or later, you will fall down."
"If you want to make me fall, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough."
Rong Licheng laughed: "When you are successful, you become arrogant! You don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is! What's the point of being the first in a national competition for high school students? Look around the world, how many "world firsts" are there every year? Look again in a few years, how many of those people have achieved nothing?"
"Haven't you heard the saying - it's better to bully an old man than a poor young man?" Rong Yuan responded, "This is not a question of probability. I can do what I want to do."
"Haha, you are quite confident in yourself." Rong Licheng looked like he was looking at a frog in a well.
"This is not confidence, this is a fact. Also, you disturbed me while I was reading." Rong Yuan looked at him impatiently and said, "There is no point in arguing. I will not go to the Rong family, and I don't want to listen to your lectures. If you don't have anything more constructive to say, please leave now and don't disturb my life in the future. This way I can stay calmer. Otherwise, it will not benefit either of us to have a falling out."
Rong Licheng narrowed his eyes: "Is this a threat?"
"It's just the facts." Rong Yuan said calmly, and his agitated emotions had completely subsided.
"Very good, if this is your answer, I hope you will always remember what I said today. No matter what happens in the future, don't be so shameless as to come to the Rong family to make trouble. In fact, I don't want my life to be disrupted by you, so it would be best if we become strangers from now on." Rong Licheng said in a cold tone, and at the same time got up and left.
Rong Yuan was too lazy to talk to him anymore and waved his hand to signal him to go away as if to shoo away a fly.
Wei Cheng hurriedly said: "Mr. Rong, what the old man means is..."
"Okay, let's go." Rong Licheng strode away. Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment, but hurried to follow.
In the elevator, Rong Licheng was silent for a while, and suddenly asked Wei Cheng: "What do you think of that child?"
Wei Cheng thought for a moment and said, "I think he is very similar to Mr. Rong."
"Similar? How similar? Childish! Arrogant! Full of edges and corners!" Rong Licheng said unhappily.
Wei Cheng did not refute, but he knew in his heart that if he had no good feelings for her, he would not ask this question. He turned and asked, "How do you explain to the old man?"
"I came here in person to give instructions. If you really want to take him back, let the old man figure it out himself." Rong Licheng said, "Anyway, I won't let him into our house. Otherwise, what will happen to Yuanyuan?"
Rong Licheng also had a son. When he was born, he wanted to be named Rong Yuan, which means the beginning or the root. However, because his name sounded the same as Rong Yuan, the old man of the Rong family did not allow him to be named. He was only given the nickname "Yuan Yuan". Later, the nickname became "Yuan Yuan", and he even looked round. Every time he thought of this, Rong Licheng was very angry.
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"Rongyuan," Wandou caught a sensitive word in the information flow. After monitoring it for a while, he suddenly said, "There are two things."
"Um?"
"First, there is a special investigation team on crows, and there is also... the Crow Hunting Project."
"Second, they are monitoring Jin Yang."
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He Xin said helplessly: "We are so close, is it necessary to call?"
Shao Baoer, who was lying on the bed in the room next held up a black, square big thing and said, "Ah, I haven't used a mobile phone for such a long time, and they gave me a black charcoal head like this, which has no extra functions except for making calls. Don't you think it's too much?"
"Be content, this phone's security technology is thirty years ahead of the current military technology. Ordinary people can't use it even if they want to!"
