Chapter 1: Have you ever remembered the return of an old friend?
Wang Xujun sat quietly in the Mercedes-Benz and looked at his watch. It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon.
Her watch is authentic Rolex. Although it is just an ordinary model, its price is not acceptable to ordinary people. This is a gift to her when the boss of the company celebrates her birthday. Not only are there diamonds on it, but also the year, month and day. Today is April 1, 1991.
At noon, the boss told her that she would go to the airport to pick up someone in the afternoon and asked her to drive the car downstairs to wait downstairs at three o'clock. She felt a little strange in her heart.
It has been several years since I drove the boss to pick up people. I have never seen him pick up people in person. What's wrong today? Although I was a little confused, I was more curious. Who would be the sacred person who could make the boss condescend to pick up people in the capital?
Wang Xuyun is an excellent student from Peking University. At that time, her family was relatively poor and she had been working to earn tuition. Therefore, after graduation, she did not choose to stay in a state-owned enterprise or government agency, but chose this private enterprise. Although she was interested in the high salary and generous benefits here, it cannot be denied that she was grateful for helping her boss.
At three o'clock, the boss went downstairs on time. The collar of the gray khaki windbreaker was raised high, and a pair of wide-edged sunglasses covered her face for more than half. He hurried out of the building and got into the Mercedes-Benz.
Wang Xuyun waited for the boss to sit firmly, ignited the ignition and stepped on the accelerator, and the Mercedes-Benz drove out steadily.
The boss breathed a sigh of relief, took off his sunglasses, and said to Wang Xuyun lazyly, "Oh, Americans really hate it. They only know how to work all day long, which makes me not even have time to rest. Now I want to vomit as soon as I see the folder!"
Wang Xuyun looked at the boss sitting in the back seat from the rear mirror and said with a smile, "It's just a signing name, is it that exaggerating?"
"It's natural to sign a name, but you need to read a lot of documents! There are so many things in branches everywhere, so you won't have to push them to me in the end?" The boss replied with some depression.
"Can you help me with me?" Wang Xujun asked with a smile.
"Rely on him!" The boss raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "That's better I do it myself."
The car has been on the outer ring and it has become a little blocked. Over the years, Beijing has developed rapidly, with more and more car owners and more traffic gambles. If it encounters rainy and snowy weather, the situation will be even worse.
However, Wang Xuyun is still very good at driving skills. She rushed left and right in the traffic flow, and surpassed the front in three turns, leaving a group of slow bulls far behind.
After the car arrived at the airport and was about to find a parking space, a gray Cadillac suddenly jumped out, making a harsh sound of brakes, blocking the way.
Wang Xuyun reacted very quickly. After hitting the steering wheel, he stepped on the brakes, and the Mercedes-Benz stopped quickly.
"It's that stupid pig blocking the road again!" Wang Xuyun looked at the road ahead with some anger and was beaten by Cadillac on the road ahead. She slapped the steering wheel hard, then honked the horn and signaled the car ahead to give way.
The boss glanced outside, put on his sunglasses quietly, and then told Wang Xuyun, "When he gets off the car, you can just hit him directly. It's better to leave some souvenirs for him, don't worry about such shameless guys."
Wang Xujun nodded and stared ahead. Sure enough, a well-dressed young man walked down from the Cadillac with a whistle. He was about to knock on the windows of the Mercedes-Benz, but Wang Xujun's car suddenly started and suddenly rubbed over him. The young man's sleeves were wrapped around the car windows and hung them in the mirror, and they suddenly became lines.
Then the Mercedes-Benz hit the front door of Cadillac's front cab. The other party's door was suddenly recessed and it was quite large. Wang Xujun honked the horn like a demonstration, spraying out a stream of exhaust gas in front of the young man, and then ran away in a flash.
When the car turned around, Wang Xuyun noticed that the young man was jumping and cursing. Obviously he didn't expect the other party to use such a trick. The door of the Cadillac would definitely not be able to open, so he probably had to enter the venue and rework.
The flight was delayed for a few minutes, and it was probably on time.
Wang Xuyun followed the boss into the hall. Soon after, he saw the passengers pulling their suitcases and starting to walk out. A young man about 175 cm tall, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing very casual clothes and walking in the crowd. After seeing this, he waved his hand naturally and walked over with a smile.
Then, Wang Xuyun was surprised to find that the boss was hugging the young man.
"Bastard, where did this kid come out?!" The guy who drove the Cadillac suddenly appeared. When he saw the scene in front of him, he rushed to the two of them in anger, and was about to catch the young man who had just got off the plane.
When Wang Xujun was stunned, she saw the guy driving the Cadillac suddenly float up, flying lightly like a kite, and then fell heavily to the ground. Then she saw two tall foreigners walking out from behind the young people, looking at the guy who was thrown out with a cold look on his face.
"Sister, where is this guy from? Are you the one you admire?" Fan Wubing, just got off the plane. While feeling Fan Ting's warm hug, he asked curiously.
Fan Ting looked at the guy who was thrown to the ground with some disgust, and then replied, "It's just a bunch of garbage with more identity." Then he punched Fan Wubing in the chest and cursed fiercely, "You kid finally thinks to come back. It's been six years, you can use me as a cow and horse!"
Fan Wubing took Fan Ting's punch, and hummed with a twisted face, "I don't want to do it either! There are too many things to do, and I can't get rid of myself! Am I back now!"
Oh, it turns out that this is Mr. Fan’s second brother! Wang Xuyun looked at the young man in front of him carefully and felt that he was indeed a bit similar to Mr. Fan. He immediately thought of the rumors she heard when she first entered the company.
It is said that the founder of the predecessor of the company, PCFs Club, was not Mr. Fan himself, but her second brother. As for his age, it is said that he was less than eight years old.
Wang Xuyun looked at the young man named Fan Wubing quietly, and his heart was full of curiosity.
"Hi, beautiful sister, you won't be interested in me, are you?" Fan Wubing noticed Wang Xuyun's gaze and immediately turned his head and asked with a smile.
Wang Xuyun's face turned red and she thought to herself that this guy was not in a good state and had the same virtue as those young men.
Fan Ting knocked Fan Wubing and Li Zao, and then laughed and scolded, "I actually dared to tease my beauty secretary as soon as I got off the plane. It seems that you haven't learned anything good in the United States. When you get home, you have to let your mother beat you well!"
Fan Wubing raised his hands at once and said helplessly, "The national conditions are different, the lifestyles are different, and the impacts are different, that's all!"
"Then change it for me quickly. My mother has been nagging for a long time, but she is afraid that you will be stuck with the foreigners for a long time and will be full of smell after learning. I have the Shangfang sword in my hand, and I will kill first and then play it." Fan Ting said a lesson.
Fan Wubing said frowningly, "You have to give some time and space to reform yourself, right? From the United States to China, there are more than ten hours of time difference! Do you think this can be adapted by just a sleep?"
"Then I don't care--" Fan Ting tilted her head and said, "I am a law enforcement officer, and I will correct any mistakes."
Fan Wubing did not answer, turned his head and shouted, "Phillip, show me what time the nearest flight to the United States?"
A white man ran over immediately and responded respectfully, "Boss, I'll do it right away."
"Your skin is itchy again! Hand over your passport first!" Fan Ting directly took a pot to remove the firewood and confiscated Fan Wubing's passport.
Fan Wubing spread his hands and smiled at Wang Xujun, looking very sunny.
Philip followed behind, dragging a large suitcase, and muttered in French to the two bodyguards, "The boss has too many passports, what's the use of collecting one?"
Wang Xuyun was slightly stunned when she heard this. She had chosen French and German when she was in school. Naturally, she could understand Philip's words. She couldn't help but become more interested in Fan Wubing. She heard that Fan Wubing went to the United States alone, but she didn't expect that when she came back, she also followed a private bodyguard. Philip was obviously a professional butler.
You should know that jobs such as private bodyguards and professional housekeepers are very high. Fan Wubing is obviously doing very well in the United States when he can carry three such people with him.
But soon Wang Xuyun overturned his previous thoughts, because when Fan Wubing walked out of the airport, more than twenty followers were already following him. It seemed that it was not just a bodyguard and a butler. Because in them, Wang Xuyun saw the four words "smart and strong".
"Why are all foreigners under your command?" Fan Ting naturally noticed this detail and couldn't help but frown and asked.
Although Fan Ting knew that her younger brother Fan Wubing had been in the United States for six years would not be blank, with his active personality, he would definitely do a lot of things in the United States, but Fan Wubing returned to China and brought so many foreigners, which was indeed a bit beyond her expectations. Could it be that there is no Chinese in the United States to hire?
Fan Wubing chuckled, then muttered in a low voice, "Foreigners are stupid, big, black, and rough. Chinese are better than those who are good, but they are too sensible. From the perspective of professional ethics, hiring foreigners is much better than hiring Chinese."
Wang Xuyun walked behind Fan Ting and naturally heard Fan Wubing's complaints. She immediately felt a little contempt for Mr. Fan's little brother. As an outstanding university graduate who was used to receiving domestic education, she was very dissatisfied with Fan Wubing's slander of Chinese.
"The Chinese are the best!" Wang Xuyun clenched her fists secretly and gestured at Fan Wubing. Then she found that she seemed to be staring at by a group of cobras. When she looked back, she found that several bodyguards were staring at her tightly, which made her feel a little creepy.
The bodyguards' eyes were full of cold-blooded and murderous aura, and she could feel this.
What a group of monsters! Wang Xuyun felt a little chilled in her heart, and subconsciously took two steps and leaned against Fan Ting, so that she would feel a little safe.
The group walked out of the airport and found that the police were surrounded in front of him. Next to the leader was the guy who drove a Cadillac who had just been thrown out by Fan Wubing's two bodyguards.
"Who is this person? He is so pestering?" Fan Wubing asked with a frown.
Fan Ting scratched her hair in annoyed manner and said to Fan Wubing, "Ye Tian, ​​one of the eight major public nuisances in the capital, is a very powerful figure and has always been accustomed to being rampant."
"It's so annoying?" Fan Wubing's brow frowned even more.
What I hate most is that these flies with eyes are flies that are full of fishy smells. Fan Wubing thinks how hard the other party’s background is, and he can easily find the police to block people. Of course, he is not an ordinary person in the capital. After all, this is under the feet of the emperor and the capital of the best. It is not a single high-ranking official who dares to be so arrogant.
But the hardest thing to deal with is this kind of person. It doesn’t matter if he has a bunch of shit, but behind this bunch of shit is likely to be an old and fierce dog, and it is also a very powerful and powerful type that makes you have to be afraid of it.
Seeing this, Fan Wubing couldn't help but smile and said to Fan Ting, "Haha, I remember when I first arrived in the United States, I didn't bring anything."
Fan Ting immediately interrupted his words, "What else do you need to bring? As long as there is a Swiss bank, you won't worry about not having money to spend! As long as there is a place where you can spend money, you can't get anything?"
Fan Wubing curled his lips, "Okay, even so. As soon as I arrived in the United States, Wuzhi went to pick me up, so I asked him what it takes to develop in the United States?"
"What did he say?" Fan Ting naturally knew the Wu Zhi small machine that produced inflatable dolls. That guy was the one who had worked with Fan Wubing for the longest time, and he was very capable guy.
Fan Wubing shrugged and replied, "He said, it doesn't matter if you are in the United States, it doesn't matter if you don't have money, it doesn't matter if you don't have any relationship, and it doesn't matter if you don't have the right to reside in the United States."
"It doesn't matter, then what matters?" Fan Ting couldn't help but be curious.
Not to mention Fan Ting, even Wang Xuyun felt very strange. What would it look like if a country like the United States is money-first? What's more, the right to residency in the United States is fatal to most people who want to immigrate. If such things are not the most important, what is the most important?
"I asked him that too, but Wu Zhi Xiaoji said, in the United States, you can't do anything, but you can't do the same-" Fan Wubing glanced at the approaching police officers and replied with a smile, "Lawyer!"
The quality of police in the capital is relatively high. At least they will not mess around as unscrupulously as some of their colleagues in the local area.
Although Ye Tian’s old man is a powerful man in the capital, the police would not commit casual crimes because of his one-sided words. After all, this is under the feet of the emperor, and the water is too deep. Even a person like Ye Tian does not have the ability to cover up the sky. If things are too big, it will be difficult to deal with.
There is an old Chinese saying that if the punishment is not good for doctors, and the etiquette is not inferior to the common people. Although I can't remember who said it first, over the past few thousand years, the Chinese people have abandoned many old traditions, but this sentence has been inherited without fail.
The police knew very well that if something happened, whether it was above or Ye Tian, ​​there was no need to take any responsibility. In the end, the scapegoats were the ones who were stolen on their heads. Therefore, it was better to find out the other party’s identity before doing things.
Seeing that these people had extraordinary demeanor, there was a group of foreigners behind them. The police officers leading the team felt a little worried. Could it be that these people were all related to foreigners?
The so-called diplomacy is nothing small. If these people really have a background in this regard, then they are not something that they are the little policemen who can move!
So the policeman led the team to walk up with a tough bullet and asked politely, "Several people--"
Before he could finish his words, he saw Fan Wubing tilting his head gently, and a blond and blue-eyed foreigner immediately walked up and said in a relatively stiff but ordinary Mandarin, "I am the lawyer of these gentlemen and ladies. As my client's full-right agent in mainland China, he has the right to represent the negotiations on all matters related to them. What do you need to talk to my clients?"
After saying that, he also took out his lawyer's license for the police to watch.
After hearing the foreigners speak Chinese, these policemen were a little surprised. When they looked at the professional qualification certificates pressed by the other party, they all had the texts of all countries, and of course there were also Chinese. There were seals and instructions from the judicial authorities, indicating the identities of these foreign lawyers and the law firms they belonged to.
Several policemen exchanged glances with each other, knowing that they had a tough time this time, so the policeman who led the team returned the other party's professional qualification certificate and said very politely, "Welcome to Beijing. If you need help, please don't be polite."
The foreigner smiled, picked his thumb up, fucked the half-baked Beijing movie and thanked him, "Thank you, Chinese people are all living Lei Feng!"
Several policemen were immediately in a state of distress, thinking that this foreign lawyer was still a Chinese expert, and even Lei Feng knew it. He was even more reluctant to provoke the other party. He made a helpless expression at Ye Tian and left with him.
Ye Tian did not expect that the other party was accompanied by a lawyer, and he was a foreign lawyer, a foreign lawyer who had obtained the qualifications of Chinese practice. This was a bit difficult to deal with. Although he admitted that some powers could surpass the law, a group of foreign lawyers obviously would not take their privileges seriously, so it would not matter that they would respect or respect his privileges.
He could only watch Fan Wubing and others leave the airport in shame, and get in the car and leave.
"Grandma! I don't believe that you are not alone!" Ye Tian waved his fist and said fiercely.
Fan Wubing, who was sitting in the car, smiled and said to Fan Ting, "Haha, I remember reading the official appearance record before. I said something above, and it still applies now!"
Fan Ting is born in Chinese, so how could she have never read the official appearance? Based on the situation just now, she knew what her younger brother Fan Wubing said after thinking about it, so she smiled and replied, "The people are afraid of the government, and the government is afraid of foreigners?"
Fan Wubing nodded and said, "So these foreigners serve the people. Haha, it's really a circular food chain!"
"But, it's better not to have an intentional dispute with these young men. These guys are not good people. They have done too many bad things in private. We ordinary people are just making money in business. There is no need to fight with them." Fan Ting stopped for a moment and said to Fan Wubing.
After curling his lips, Fan Wubing replied, "I'm not the one who causes trouble."
Fan Ting thought to herself, it would be fine if others don’t know, but I can’t know how troublesome you are! The things that happened back then have not been eliminated yet. This time he came back to the mainland, but I don’t know what even more outrageous things would happen!
Wang Xuyun was driving the car while listening to the siblings chatting, but he was thinking in his heart that he had heard Mr. Fan say that his younger brother was unique and could see some traces from today's incident. This person brought a lot of bodyguard lawyers when he returned to China. He obviously came prepared. It seems that the troubles in the company may also be solved at one time.
Chapter completed!