“Hmm, everything’s done. What next?” Following Hao Zhenhua’s instructions, Hao Yunyang had difficultly completed the preparations and waited expectantly for his son to send the magical item.
“Dad, I’m going to start transferring files to your computer. Don’t hang up, we’ll need to test it later,” Hao Zhenhua said.
“Test? What test?” Hao Yunyang became alert.
“Well, I’m not sure if I can successfully send things to you. We’ll only know after trying,” Hao Zhenhua stammered, sounding more like a teenager in his teens or twenties, like a child mumbling in front of a parent after making a mistake.
“Te-sting…” Hao Yunyang suddenly felt dizzy and said angrily, “Son, I’ve put all my savings on this, even borrowed three thousand from your grandmother. What if it doesn’t work?”
“Well, I’ve started transferring…” Hao Zhenhua cleverly changed the subject: “I’ll hang up now. In three minutes, open the previously created document and see if there’s anything inside. If there is, it means success. If not…”
“What if there isn’t?” Hao Yunyang’s heart was in his throat, beating rapidly.
“Beep…” Hao Zhenhua didn’t answer but directly hung up, leaving Hao Yunyang completely stunned.
Test?
Oh, if there are MM, add them too… Ha!
Chapter Fifteen: Receiving Begins
Three minutes might normally be just a blink of an eye, but for Hao Yunyang, it was torturous. He watched the time pass second by second, occasionally glancing at the folder on the screen, silently praying: Please be there! Please be there!
Perhaps Hao Yunyang’s sincerity moved heaven, for after three minutes, when he tremblingly opened the folder with hands as heavy as lead, he collapsed onto the bed’s edge, gasping for air.
Looking at the seemingly damaged file on the screen, Hao Yunyang suddenly jumped up and dialed Hao Zhenhua’s number: “Beep…”
“Dad, how is it?” Hao Yunyang was nervous, but Hao Zhenhua was even more nervous. The phone had barely rung once before he hurriedly pressed the answer key, his tone urgent.
“There’s… something,” Hao Yunyang scratched his hair, “But it looks damaged, like a broken image.”
