What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

Two days later, on Beiguan Main Street.

Outside the Provincial Meteorological Bureau.

Zhou Jiahao, panting heavily, rode a shared bicycle and found Qin Ze.

"Brother Qin, what's the matter that's so urgent?"

Qin Ze did not answer immediately, but instead corrected his form of address.

"When you're out and about, don't call me that so fake. Just call me whatever you would normally call me in private."

Zhou Jiahao: "Okay! Godfather!"

"????"

Qin Ze pouted upon hearing this.

Zhou Jiahao really wants to join the department!

In the current project team, apart from Song Zhiyu who is somewhat reliable, only Jiahao remains.

Although he is young and lacks experience, he is willing to learn.

However, the direction of his studies was somewhat problematic.

Qin Ze pointed to the building behind him: "Provincial Department, let's go ask for some money later."

"Huh? You and me?"

Qin Ze: "You and me, not my mother."

"!!!"

Zhou Jiahao was somewhat flattered.

Professor Song used to handle these kinds of consultations and negotiations.

There is no other reason.

There aren't many adults in the project team.

But today, Qin Ze actually asked me to come and meet with the leaders of the Meteorological Bureau.

This shows such high regard!

To know!

During a previous meeting, the meteorological bureau was already positioned as the project's funder, the major investor...

Thinking about this...

Zhou Jiahao was starting to feel insecure again.

After all, this is a big deal involving money; if it goes wrong, the whole project will fall through.

"Godfather..."

Zhou Jiahao pointed to his own nose, his expression full of suspicion.

"Am I capable?"

"Men, don't ask yourself if you can do it, just say you can."

Done.

Qin Ze took a briefcase out of the car; it was quite large and could probably hold a lot of documents.

Zhou Jiahao thought it was very heavy and reached out his hands to catch it.

did not expect.

The briefcase was empty, just a leather shell that could be hooked with a single finger.

Why did you give me a bag?

"Because you have a big face!"

After saying that, Qin Ze rolled his eyes at Zhou Jiahao.

They then arrived at the nearby guard post.

After spending so much time together, Qin Ze and the guards had developed an indescribable bond.

Although the sentries never interfered in Qin Ze's life, nor did they tell Qin Ze their location on duty.

But Qin Ze always managed to pinpoint the hidden sentries in the vast sea of ​​people.

After a brief exchange, the sentry handed over the handcuffs he was carrying to Qin Ze.

"Here you go! Take the handcuffs."

Zhou Jiahao looked at Qin Ze who had returned with a look of horror.

Putting aside the question of why that passerby was wearing handcuffs...

"Godfather, what's this? Is it some kind of prop?"

"God's special item!"

Qin Ze felt like throwing up just listening to it.

"Jiahao, remember this."

"I'm that kind of person, and you're no better!"

"Good grief, who wants to play with props with you?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror!"

"You know, the aesthetic sense of that special group is very high."

Zhou Jiahao felt somewhat aggrieved; his extroverted nature had led to a lifelong introvert.

"Then why did you give me handcuffs?"

Qin Ze: "Cuff the briefcase to your hands."

"what?"

Qin Ze was getting a little impatient.

"Stop arguing! Just do as I say!"

"I'll go in and ask for the money later."

"You stood right next to me the whole time, and your only line was—'No!'"

"I'll give you a chance to breathe; just keep repeating these three words."

Zhou Jiahao was completely confused.

What does this have to do with anything?!

First of all, aren't we here at the Meteorological Agency to discuss projects?

Why did they change the charge to money?

Secondly!

Asking for money is one thing, but why tie a briefcase to my hand?

Does it serve a purpose?

Finally, why do I have three lines?

How should I use these three lines?

"Godfather, could you please explain again? I need to use my brain!"

"From now on, you are not allowed to speak, except for those three words, or your salary will be deducted."

Done.

Qin Ze walked straight into the meteorological agency building.

Although Zhou Jiahao had a lot of questions, he could only obediently shut his mouth.

Because we hadn't made an appointment in advance, the meeting went a bit awful.

The receptionist tried to stop me for a long time, claiming that seeing the leader required prior arrangements.

Qin Ze had to pester her relentlessly before finally persuading the receptionist to make a phone call to her boss.

This beating had a significant impact.

Huang Changyuan received the call and personally went downstairs to greet him.

The receptionist was completely dumbfounded by what she saw.

He'd been in the hall for quite some time, and he'd never seen a leader come out to personally greet anyone.

I arrived at the office.

Huang Changyuan was also very attentive, serving tea and water.

They even called over Gao Zhun and other members of the leadership team and introduced them to Qin Ze one by one.

but.

During the introduction, Huang Changyuan kept glancing at Zhou Jiahao, who was in a more remote spot.

There is no other reason.

Zhou Jiahao's behavior is too suspicious.

He had handcuffs on his wrists, with a folder cuffed to them, and he looked very flustered, making it hard not to be suspicious.

"Professor Qin, why don't you let this guy rest for a bit? I see he's carrying such a big case of documents, he must be tired."

Hearing Huang Changyuan's suggestion.

Qin Ze quickly waved his hand: "No, no, he has confidential technical documents for a project in his hand, and he can't leave my sight."

This statement came out.

Everyone couldn't help but steal another glance at Zhou Jiahao.

Make sense.

Although those present were all leaders, they only worked at the Meteorological Agency.

I've never seen anything like this before.

They had only ever seen folders handcuffed to their hands like this on television.

Therefore, they couldn't help but indulge in wild fantasies.

What this young man is handcuffed with is probably a piece of technology worth a fortune.

"What?!"

Qin Ze coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

"I just went to a meeting, and I happened to be passing by the provincial government building when I finished."

"I thought I'd come up here to apologize to everyone in the provincial department."

Huang Changyuan quickly replied politely, "Professor Qin, you're too kind. There's no need for apologies at all."

"No, no, no!"

"The project we promised you has been taken by the war zone."

"This makes me feel guilty."

"I have a strong sense of contractual responsibility."

"But as you also know, matters involving the military fall under the category of force majeure."

"Therefore, I have no choice but to come in person and bow to you."

Done.

Qin Ze stood up and bent over at a ninety-degree angle.

Huang Changyuan and the others immediately became restless.

Some people were helping Qin Ze up, while others were returning the favor; the room was in complete chaos.

They also knew that this was not Qin Ze's fault.

The Qin Ze project was going very well, but the military region suddenly interfered and took away their equipment.

The fact that Qin Ze made a special trip to apologize at this time speaks volumes about his character.

but.

Watching this scene of fatherly love and filial piety, and brotherly affection, Zhou Jiahao couldn't help but slowly etch three question marks into his mind.

What's going on?

Didn't you say you were coming to collect your money?

Since entering the house, Qin Ze has not mentioned a single word about money.

Another one!

Brother Qin doesn't seem like the type of person who would apologize on his own initiative.