Soul Patch

Chapter 275 Let's go to the park you mentioned.
Wenjie followed Han Feng on a bus for three stops to an office building.

In the southeast corner of the office building stands a cultural stone: a black, translucent marble base supporting a giant white stone.

Four large characters are engraved on the white base stone: Xuanyu Plaza.

Each character is half a meter square, written in red on a white background in a semi-cursive script, with vigorous and powerful strokes.

He glanced at the inscription: January 1, 2000.

The date on the inscription is probably genuine... So, buildings in the capital city built in 2000 have already reached this level!
Even ten years later, this building would still be considered a masterpiece of architecture in M ​​City, both in terms of its design concept and architectural style.

The office is located on a high floor of a commercial complex, so this so-called BJ Anda Technology Company seems to have some strength... but what does all this have to do with him?

Why did he come here with Han Feng?
My parents must be frantic with worry about my sudden disappearance. Even if I'm far away in the capital... shouldn't I try to get a plane ticket and fly back to M City?

In that fleeting glance as he left the house that morning, he thought he saw a camera hidden in the electrical outlet.

Being monitored and listened to for so long... I've gotten used to it, *facepalm*

He hadn't quite figured out what these people were up to yet, but his intuition told him that such a grand display must be hiding a huge conspiracy.

Currently, he has no money, no ID card, and can't contact any outside help... There's also a living person watching him all the time.

This is tantamount to house arrest.

Not only did they place him under house arrest, they also kidnapped Xiao Wang, Andy, and Awen as hostages.

This is enough to show that this was not a simple kidnapping and extortion.

It's not hard to understand. Even if someone were after the Wen family's wealth and kidnapped him, at most they would just add an extra serving of fish tofu when ordering braised chicken rice... They wouldn't cosplay an entire city to accompany him.

Wenjie felt a throbbing sensation in his temples, and his breathing became heavy.

Han Feng, standing to the side, glanced at him with an expression of someone who had been through it all, and said, "You'll get used to it! Internship days are tough; I feel heavy-hearted every time I go downstairs!"

Upon hearing this, Wenjie looked at him in surprise and asked in confusion, "Isn't an internship just about clocking in, slacking off, and wasting time? What are we supposed to do?"

"What are they doing? All the work that no one wants to do, the interns have to do!"

Han Feng complained indignantly, then paused slightly, tilting his head to look at Wen Jie: "Wait a minute, I've been canvassing the streets and doing surveys every day this week, I'm covered in sweat and exhausted... have you forgotten all that?"

"..."

Hmph, does he have to act so convincingly? It's a shame he's not an actor with that kind of acting skill... Wenjie curled his lips, too lazy to reply.

"Wenjie, have you lost your mind? How come you seem to remember nothing?"

"..."

Get lost, what do I remember?
"I'll teach you to pretend. Sooner or later you'll break the act..." Wenjie rolled his eyes and said indifferently, "Let's go! Upstairs!"

"Why go upstairs? We'll fill out the questionnaire here in a bit!" Han Feng said, taking a stack of papers out of his briefcase and handing them to him.

"..."

Who wants to listen to you? I'm going upstairs!

Wenjie ignored him and strode to the main entrance of the building, where he went in with several people in business attire.

I saw several people along the way, but they all acted as if they didn't see him at all, treating him like he was invisible.

He was stopped at the employee entrance gate. He called to the security guard next to him and said, "Come and swipe it for me. I work here... but I forgot to bring my employee ID."

The security guard said he needed to call to verify, and the two were at an impasse when a woman walked over from the elevator area.

The woman had shoulder-length hair, an oval face, and wore a blue shirt and a black pencil skirt. She calmly nodded to the security guard, then turned to Wenjie and asked, "What is it?"

……

After understanding the situation, the long-haired woman said calmly, "Interns sent by the branch office will need to cooperate with the marketing department to conduct research during their first month."

After speaking, she pointed to a group of people in business attire holding questionnaires at the building entrance. Seemingly ignoring their reminder, Wenjie stepped forward and stood in front of the plastic barrier of the access control gate, earnestly asking, "Could I borrow your phone to make a call?"

"This..." The woman was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting this dialogue.

She hesitated before handing over her phone.

Milky white, BBK smartphone.

Wenjie quickly made a phone call, this time to Zhang Meng, their company's legal counsel.

This constitutes illegal detention. As long as they contact Zhang Meng, Huahai will definitely find a way to locate him.

"The number you dialed does not exist..."

Hmm... Just like when I called Zhang Yang, the call failed.

Wenjie smiled apologetically at the other party, exhaled a breath of stale air, and rubbed his chin.

He hesitated before opening the browser, and while it was spinning, he glanced at the taskbar at the top of the screen.

Surprisingly, I saw a chubby, round little penguin icon in the taskbar.

This is... QQ!
He instantly lost the desire to order more, thanked them, and walked outside dejectedly.

???

His mind was full of questions, but he didn't know who to ask... He returned to Han Feng with a numb expression and took the questionnaire from his hand.

Han Feng winked at him and smiled mysteriously: "Let's go to the park over there, write a few forms, and have the elderly folks help us fill them out. There are shady trees and benches there..."

As he spoke, he nudged him with his shoulder.

What a mess! They've all sunk to the point where they can be happy for half a day just by sitting in the park and taking a break?
If this were really Beijing, who would go to this kind of unknown little park? People would go to Tiananmen Square, the Great Wall, the Old Summer Palace, or the Summer Palace!
Yup!

His eyes lit up. "Didn't everyone tell me this was the capital in 2009?"
The gloom in his eyes disappeared, and he looked intently at Han Feng: "How much money do you have in your pocket? Let's go to Tiananmen Square and wander around, what kind of questionnaires are we doing?"

Han Feng's smile froze. He swallowed hard, opened his mouth, and stared blankly.

"No... I don't have any money. Not even enough for a subway ticket. Besides, besides..."

"Stop talking, just hand over all the money!"

Wenjie seemed to realize something and thought to himself: Awesome! So awesome! You've been exposed, haven't you? You can create a corner of the city, but can you copy the entire city of Beijing?
Han Feng hesitated for a while, then took out his pocket cloth, but he didn't have a single penny!

Two white pockets fluttered back and forth on the black trousers, which was quite comical.

However, Han Feng was in no mood to laugh at the moment... He couldn't laugh at all, and he even felt like crying.

I wanted to slap myself: Why did I have to bring up the park?

"Never mind!" Wenjie chuckled mischievously, then deliberately said loudly, "I'll take a taxi!"

Han Feng's face gradually lost its color. He suddenly grabbed Wen Jie's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "What about the questionnaire...?"

What the hell is this questionnaire?
What does the questionnaire have to do with Lao Tzu?
Seeing that he couldn't stop Wenjie, Han Feng, as if grasping at a straw, reminded him, "Where do you get the money! You're taking a taxi!"

"Just don't pay!"

Wenjie looked towards the road in front of Xuanyu Plaza and saw several taxis turn around and drive away.

In an instant, not a single taxi could be seen on the main road.

Han Feng stood frozen in place, looking quite disheveled... Wen Jie patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I was just saying, let's go do the questionnaire. Let's go to that park you mentioned!"

"..." Han Feng.

(End of this chapter)