His rotten father came and left just as quickly. Yu Zhiqian continued to lie on the bed like a corpse, looking up at the ceiling. There is wireless network in hospitals in South Africa, but it is very slow.
Moreover, I was like a mummy, with no way to do anything else. Fighting in a plane, playing with balls, etc. became a luxury. I could only lie down, motionless like a bastard.
Yu Zhiqian recovered very quickly, faster than many doctors could imagine. After a week, most of the wounds began to be healed by removing the sutures, and Yu Zhiqian was able to get off the ground and walk a few steps.
Ambassador Lin also visited Yu Zhiqian several times to express his gratitude. Ten days later, Yu Zhiqian was discharged from the hospital and returned to his company.
However, this period of time was not too stable. There were various discussions about the terrorist attack in South Africa. The loudest one was about the hostage rescue issue. The most discussed point was why Yu Zhiqian and others Don't rescue the remaining people.
Some family members of the victims besieged South African government agencies, demanding an explanation, and, driven by thoughtful people, began to fan the flames, saying that Yu Zhiqian and others deliberately provoked these terrorists and caused casualties, etc.
When Yu Zhiqian walked out of the hospital, a group of people immediately came over to interview him.
"Mr. Yu Zhiqian, when you rescued the hostages, why didn't you rescue all the hostages?"
"Mr. Yu Zhiqian, who hired you to rescue the hostages?"
"Mr. Yu Zhiqian, may I ask..."
A large group of reporters handed the microphone to Yu Zhiqian. Yu Zhiqian could not even get out of the door. Looking at this group of reporters, Yu Zhiqian frowned. If there were weapons, Yu Zhiqian would like to kill this group of people now. He took a deep breath. , after telling himself to calm down, he waved his hand: "Everyone, if you have questions, please come one by one. I will answer your questions now!"
"Mr. Yu Zhiqian, I am a reporter from BBC TV. I would like to ask you why you did not choose to rescue all the hostages at that time!"
Yu Zhiqian looked at the reporter and spoke slowly: "The task I received was to rescue foreign hostages, and the situation at that time was that if I rescued other people, I don't think I would be able to rescue anyone!"
"But, you are completely..."
"You go ahead, come on. I was fighting with the terrorists. What were you doing?"
The reporter was choked and didn't know how to answer. The second reporter asked Yu Zhigan to point at him: "What do you want to ask me?"
"Also, if I have the ability, I will definitely save people, because I have another employee who also died in the building. His name is Robert. He has been following me since I opened the company. Do you think I am not sad? ?I am very sad right now, I have lost a great employee."
Yu Zhiqian chose a few questions and answered them in an evasive manner. As for the rest of the questions, Yu Zhiqian couldn't say much. It was better to leave this kind of matter to Ambassador Lin for explanation. Yu Zhiqian just wanted to go home as soon as possible.
But as soon as Yu Zhiqian got away from the reporters, several black people rushed over and shouted: "Murderer, murderer!"
Without asking, I knew who this group of people were. They were all family members of the victims. Before Yu Zhiqian could take action, John and Peter rushed over, two of them, and put them on the ground. At this time, Ambassador Lin's vehicle He rushed over and picked Yu Zhiqian into the car.
"Are you okay?"
"fine!"
The first thing Yu Zhiqian did when he returned home was to check on the Internet the money his father gave him. After seeing a series of zeros and dollar signs, he was stunned for a moment. Two hundred thousand dollars was the first time he saw so much money. Then he quickly dialed his father's phone: "Dad, am I the second generation rich?"
"What's the meaning?"
"I read a book online called "I'm Really a Rich Second Generation". Am I like the protagonist? My family has a lot of money, so they didn't tell me in order to let me experience life?"
"I don't know if you are the second generation of rich people. I don't know if I have money. I have other things to do. Save the little money and spend it. I took it from your mother's hands! Don't tell your mother, this is the only one I have. The support I can give you.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.
"Holy shit, please tell me, am I a rich second generation?" Looking at the hung up call, Yu Zhiqian was a little helpless, but he soon forgot about it and started to get busy. The first thing he did was Looking at houses, my company needs to move.
Soon, Yu Zhiqian found a three-story building in the urban area of Cape Town. After buying it for US$100,000, the building became Yu Zhiqian's private property, and he spent the US$200,000 given by the old man. Half of it.
"Well, I still need to buy a computer, a car, and some other things. By the way, I feel like I forgot one thing!" Yu Zhiqian squinted his eyes and thought for a long time and couldn't remember. At this time, John spoke again: "Head, little Robert still wants to buy something." Not buried yet!”
"Ah, oh, my brain almost forgot!"
Little Robert is dead, and Yu Zhiqian has been killed before entering the hotel. What Peter said before is correct. It is basically difficult to adjust the conflicts between African nations. If they encounter one, they will kill each other and they will be killed together. There are also more than a dozen black people of Robert Little's ethnic group.
Their bodies were found in a room on the first floor. They died miserably. They were all tortured and killed. After Yu Zhiqian brought his body back, he found an open space, dug a hole, and bought a pretty good coffin. , hired a priest.
Little Robert basically had no relatives, and even if he did, Yu Zhiqian didn't know him. Only Yu Zhiqian, John and Peter attended the funeral. After the pastor read the last sentence of the Bible, the last layer of soil was covered.
Yu Zhiqian held a bottle of Erguotou in his hand and sprinkled it on the ground: "Little Robert, this is the custom here. Don't take it off. To be honest, I'm quite sad. You were the first person to follow me, and you just left like this." , but you have suffered so much in front of you, and you won’t be able to do it when you get to the top. Have a good journey!"
Yu Zhiqian stayed in front of the cemetery for two hours, looking at the tombstones, constantly thinking in his mind, why people live, will eventually return to the loess. After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. In the end, he could only think about the dead people. You can rest in peace, but those who are alive need to continue living and suffer in this world.
The company needs to re-recruit employees and there are still many things to deal with. However, with the end of the terrorist attacks in South Africa, Yu Zhiqian's company's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and many people know such a security company.
But the strange thing is that so far, there has not been a single business, and it is still half a month before Yu Zhiqian enters the system next time.
“We have to make money, we can’t just sit there and live in vain!”
