Wen Sihai

At Taoyuan Airport, a large aircraft is parked on the runway.

As the cabin door opened, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a stream of sultry air rushed towards my face.

Chen Changqing's forehead couldn't help but break out with a layer of hot sweat. Fortunately, he was well prepared before coming. On the contrary, Luo Ji next to him couldn't help but have an unhealthy red color on his face because of the humidity and heat in the air.

Go through the aisle to and from the plane, on the second floor of Taoyuan Airport.

Through the bright glass, Chen Changqing couldn't help but feel novel about everything outside.

The hot sunshine shines on the flat airport runway, and the ground after the heavy rain reflects a layer of shining phosphorescence.

On the open ground on both sides, there are large areas of clover planted, and the color becomes increasingly green after being washed by the thunderstorm.

But for some reason, Chen Changqing always felt that something was not quite right when he looked at the airport in front of him.

After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly realized.

Although he had never been to Bay Island before traveling through time, he had some knowledge of the airport in front of him through some pictures on the Internet, so he knew that it was one of the largest airports in Bay Island.

To be honest, Chen Changqing was really looking forward to it at first, because the Bay Island was still relatively rough during this time period.

But to put it another way, let’s take the Capital Airport as an example (ranked first).

The most important thing about airplanes is routes. As the largest airport, Taoyuan Airport has 167 routes, and Capital Airport has 132,120 routes. The former is a domestic route, and the latter is an international flight.

Then there is the number of seats. Taoyuan has 80 seats, while Capital Airport has 314 seats, a gap of more than three times.

In addition, the number of takeoffs and landings is 260,000 for one and 590,000 for the other. Passenger throughput is 48 million for one and over 100 million for the other.

Chen Changqing went to the Capital Airport once. The grandeur of the airport gave him a great sensory impact, and an idea subconsciously emerged in his mind - this is the world's top super large airport.

But looking at Taoyuan Airport, which is now known as the top in this region of Asia?

Chen Changqing's mood couldn't help but become very complicated.

To put it bluntly, this place is not even comparable to Xiangjiang Airport.

Xiangjiang is a small place and there is no such big place to build an airport, so we can only work hard on the details to give people a relatively refined feeling.

At the Taoyuan Airport in front of him, the crowds were chaotic and disorderly, and many public facilities had a strong historical charm. Chen Changqing couldn't help but sigh with two words in his heart - this is it?

Of course, what's on your mind is another matter.

After all, Chen Changqing is using God's perspective. The above data were all collected by him before, and that's all he knows now.

The airport currently under my feet ranks among the top ten in Asia.

Just wait until twenty or thirty years later when this great army truly wakes up.

He can also take the lead in the Bay Island area. Looking at Asia, you will hardly see him in the rankings.

This made Chen Changqing sigh with emotion at the rapid development of the country.

In just a few decades, it became a world power.

And on the other side, just outside the airport waiting area.

Wearing a pure white suit and standing 1.92 meters tall, Long Shuwen looked like a little giant in the crowd, standing there with a stern face.

I don’t know whether it’s because of the overwhelming coercion around him, or because his height of 1.92 meters gives people too much of a sense of oppression, but almost no one dares to approach him within a radius of five meters around him.

As time passed by, Long Shuwen stood there like a straight flag.

Frowning slightly, his eyes scanned the crowd rushing toward him until he knew a certain moment.

As if sensing something, among the chaotic crowd, Long Shuwen subconsciously raised his head and looked not far away. Although he looked a little stiff, a smile actually appeared on his face.

But the next moment, before Long Shuwen could speak.

A young man in his early twenties, wearing a toad mirror and a gold chain around his neck, rushed over with excitement and shouted enthusiastically:

"Brother Luo Jig, Mr. Chen, you are here."

One after another, Long Shuwen stopped and looked at the stranger in front of him. He couldn't help but look at Chen Changqing:

"Your people?"

Chen Changqing smiled, patted the young man on the shoulder, and then took the initiative to extend his hand:

"Looks like he's here to pick me up."

As he spoke, he gave Luo Ji next to him a questioning look.

Part of the Ni family has been taken over by Chen Changqing. There are about forty or fifty people. Some of them are in Baile Game City. Azhi is mainly in charge of these people. In the future, he will try to let them take over the business of Baile Game City.

The remaining part is also in Azhi's hands.

Chen Changqing is still not sure how to use it specifically. He has to wait until the Park Plaza is built.

So Chen Changqing didn't know the young man in front of him.

Of course, just because he doesn't know him doesn't mean that Luo Ji doesn't know him. This is why Chen Changqing asked Luo Ji this time. Looking at Chen Changqing's questioning eyes, Luo Ji immediately understood what Chen Changqing meant:

"His name is Qiang Zai. He is one of our own. We have had dinner with him several times before."

Chen Changqing nodded and looked at Qiang Zai in front of him:

"Third uncle is here?"

Qiang Zai was still young and didn't see the meaning behind this. At this moment, he expressed excitement:

"Uncle San just arrived two days ago. He took the water route and is currently at Keelung Port. He is waiting for you, Mr. Chen..."

But Chen Changqing shook his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Tomorrow, call all the brothers together and have a meal together."

As Chen Changqing finished speaking, Qiang Zai's eyes showed a bit of hesitation:

"But……"

Today's affairs were originally planned. Chen Changqing would get off the plane and go directly through Taipei to Keelung Port for dinner. If Chen Changqing didn't come, Third Uncle's face might not look good.

Looking at Qiang Zai who still wanted to say something, Chen Changqing smiled and patted him on the shoulder:

"Okay, I'll call Uncle San later."

With that said, he winked at Luo Ji next to him.

Luo Ji nodded and kicked Qiang Zai:

"Why are you still standing there? Help me buy a bottle of water."

Looking at Chen Changqing, and then at Long Shuwen, who was tall and not easy to mess with at first glance, although he looked reluctant, Qiang Zai could only accept it in the end:

"Okay, Mr. Chen, should I leave first?"

Chen Changqing didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile, and then walked out with Long Shuwen.

An antique house in Taipei, the most prosperous city on the island.

Although the area is not very large, the inside of the house is very quiet and elegant, and the downtown area is no more than two streets away.

Under the leadership of Long Shuwen, Chen Changqing walked into this quiet courtyard.

As soon as he walked in, a thin old man in his sixties, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, was looking at him with surprised eyes.

Long Shuwen hasn't spoken yet.

Chen Changqing tidied up his clothes and then handed over his hands:

"Hello, Uncle Wen."

Listening to the noise, there should be a few people in the room, but at the first sight of the old man in front of him, Chen Changqing was sure that the other person was Mr. Hong Zhen's junior brother - Wen Sihai!

The reason is very simple. Among all the people in the room, only the old man in front of him breathed the longest, with a Hong Fist aura in him.

And as Chen Changqing handed over, the old man's face blossomed with joy.

He waved his hands happily and looked at Chen Changqing with more admiration and joy in his eyes: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it. I'm just a registered disciple. I heard that you are very strong and not weaker than him. I didn't believe it at first.

, but looking at it now, it’s really scary!”

Chen Changqing waved his hands quickly and expressed modestly:

"It's all a fool's errand. Uncle Wen, please stop praising me."

Wen Sihai shook his head, and with the corners of his mouth raised, he took a deep look at Chen Changqing, "Are you flattering me? You know in your heart that I will make noodles for you and you won't go out to eat at night."

With that said, he stood up, patted his butt, turned around and walked towards the back of the lobby.

Just like when Chen Changqing entered the door, he recognized that the old man in front of him was Wen Sihai. When he saw Chen Changqing for the first time, Wen Sihai also realized that the young man in front of him was Chen Changqing.

Not for anything else, just because the other person's aura is right.

I heard that there has been a fever in internal affairs in the past few years in our country, and people are spreading the news one by one with noses, eyes, and gods.

But a real expert will know it is fake at a glance.

Anyone who practices martial arts, and who can practice to a high level, must have a unique internal skill.

It can be sitting cross-legged and meditating, or it can be chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name. In short, this set of things is a must.
To be continued...