Zhonghang City, Zhao family.

"Master, please advise the young lady, miss, she does not want to eat."

A maid with millet porridge in her hand said anxiously to the middle-aged man in front of her: "Miss, it has been like this for several days. If I go on like this, I'm afraid I can't bear it."

"Well, let me do it."

Eyes from the computer screen back, Zhao Qimin sighed: "Rongrong this girl, can't be hungry bad body."

Carrying millet porridge to his daughter's room, he knocked on the door: "Rongrong, Rongrong?"

"Dad, why are you here?"

Open the door to see the father carrying millet porridge, Zhao Rongrong shook his head: "I am not hungry, do not want to eat."

"Daughter, people are iron, rice is steel, how can we not eat?"

Seeing his daughter's haggard look, Zhao Qimin advised, "I think Lin Fan certainly doesn't want to see Rongrong like you."

Hearing Lin Fan's two words, Zhao Rongrong's dim eyes immediately filled with a trace of look: "Dad, do you have any news from Lin fan?"

"Not yet. Dad's been paying attention all this time."

Shaking his head, Zhao Qimin said: "don't worry, Lin Fan's strength is so strong, there will be nothing wrong. Now what we need to do is wait."

"Dad, it's been 11 days. There's no news."

Unable to sit down to the chair, Zhao Rongrong wiped the corner of his eyes: "Dad, you say, Lin fan, can he have an accident?"

"Don't think about it. It's going to be OK."

Looking at his daughter's tears, Zhao Qimin scolded Lin Fan a few words in his heart, but he was more worried and uneasy.

You should know that the purpose of Lin Fan's going to Dali border is for the business of Zhao family. Now 11 days have passed, but there is no news. Who knows if there is any accident?

We should know that the border is very dangerous, especially in those countries after the border, all kinds of chaotic forces emerge in endlessly. Killing and arson are common things there. No one can ensure safety in the past.

"Dad, if something happens to Lin fan, my daughter doesn't want to live."

Seeing her father's expression of desire to speak, Zhao Rongrong cried more bitterly, and her tears splashed: "Lin fan is for me, for our Zhao family, we owe Lin fan too much."

"Rongrong, we should think in a good direction. Maybe Lin fan is on his way back."

Zhao Qimin motioned to the millet porridge on the table: "I have already found the public leader, and the public group leader said that there will be news of Lin Fan in these two days."

"Dad, is that true?" After stopping sobbing, Zhao Rongrong asked expectantly, "will group leader come over today?"

"Probably. After all, the company leader is so busy that dad is not sure."

Looking forward to her daughter's eyes, Zhao Qimin couldn't bear to see the ground: "you quickly drink this bowl of porridge, and I'll give a call to the public leader."

The reason why he said this is just to comfort his daughter. However, the secret service is powerful, and it is not possible to know about Lin Fan's situation.

"Sir, the chief of the company is here."

With the report of the servant, Zhao Qimin was stunned: "OK, I know. Please go to the living room and I will go."

"Dad, the team leader is here. Let's hurry."

Hearing the public leader come, Zhao Rongrong quickly finished the millet porridge in his hand and stood up excitedly: "quick, let's go quickly, I want to know the news of Lin fan."