"Of course I know this. His peers call him Lao Fan. In fact, he is much younger than me. He is only about fifty years old this year. His full name is Fan Jianghe. He is originally from Jiangsu and came here when he was in his twenties.
Beijing, I used to live on West Street, but now, I don’t know much about it. Xiaobai, there’s only so much I can tell you.” Uncle Hong pondered for a while: “If you can really find him, ask him for me.
, damn, do you still remember what he did?"
"Okay." Bai Yi agreed and told Uncle Hong. He took the money and the people and got in the car. It would be easier if he knew their full names. Bai Yi just happened to have to apply for household registration for Tang Sancheng and Qixie.
Come, go find Director Tang and check it out. You will find out that Bai Yi is a celebrity in the mall. Many foreigners come here to meet him. The people concerned are naturally very polite to him. Director Tang once asked Bai Yi to help him from the mall.
He brought a kind of western medicine back from abroad and heard that it saved his mother's life. He owes Bai Yi a great favor.
Tang Sancheng was sitting in the back seat of the car and didn't make a sound for a long time. Qixie asked him, "What's wrong?"
"I'm thinking, it's okay to fight between people and tombs, but we also have to fight between people. It's too tiring." Tang Sancheng said "tired" and his body went limp: "Oh..."
"You've lived for so long, how come you don't even understand this?" Bai Yi suddenly emphasized: "At least, Qixie and I won't do this to you."
These words sounded a bit like a promise. Tang Sancheng knew that Bai Yi completely regarded himself and Qi Xie as his own. He sat up straight and said, "I absolutely believe in you and Qi Xie."
Bai Yi drove the car to the door of Wu Tong's house, stopped the car, opened the money paper, counted the amount, kept the rest for himself, and wrapped the others as they were, then got out of the car and patted the door. Wu Tong
Wearing a coat, his eyes were red when he came out. He seemed to have drunk too much: "Hey, it's Boss Bai. Come on, come in and have a few sips?"
"This is for you and your brothers. As I said, Xiao Qi will get a double portion, and the rest will be the same as before." Bai Yi pressed the wrapped money into Wu Tong's hand: "How do you drink in broad daylight?"
Wu Tong looked at Tang Sancheng in the car with a pair of red eyes, and chuckled: "I'm happy! Don't worry, I won't miss anything that needs to be done. I've remembered it all."
"That's good." Bai Yi groaned, turned around, got in the car, and drove away. Wu Tong stood there, weighing the money in his hand, looking at the car's butt, and murmuring to himself: "
There must be nothing wrong with this..." Then he let out a strange laugh.
Bai Yi went directly to Director Tang, carrying two bottles of good wine on the way. Director Tang saw Bai Yi as if he were meeting his benefactor again, and was very polite. When he heard that Bai Yi wanted to apply for a household registration for a friend, he didn't say anything.
He agreed. When he saw the wine, he shook his head and whispered: "You also know this. If I take this thing away, I won't be helping my friends. You'd better take it back."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Bai Yi also knew the truth behind this and said without saying a word: "However, Director Tang, besides this matter, I have one more thing I hope you can help with. I want to find a man named Fan Jianghe.
The person is about fifty years old, you must help."
"This is easy to talk about. Xiao Chen, take the three of you to the archives to check it out." Director Tang gave the order, and immediately a gentle young man walked in. His skin was pale and pale. At first glance, he looked like he was staying in the office.
After a long time, Xiao Chen did not dare to neglect because he was a guest received by Director Tang personally, and immediately took the three of them to the archives room.
There was all the information in the archives. As soon as Bai Yi mentioned the person he was going to check, the little girl in charge of the archives quickly started flipping through it. While flipping through it, she said, "I've been working in the archives for four years. As long as it's me,
I can't forget that I have handled it. I have an impression of the person named Fan Jianghe you mentioned. The files came from Suzhou..."
Suzhou? Uncle Hong said that Lao Fan was originally from Jiangsu. "By the way, it may be this one, so I'll trouble you." Bai Yi spoke very politely. The little girl looked at Bai Yi's handsome face and tall figure, and her expression
Yihong: "What's the trouble?"
The little girl really wasn't bragging. She was indeed very familiar with files. It didn't take long to put a file in front of Bai Yi: "This should be the person."
It was indeed Fan Jianghe. The file photo above was a bit old and the man was younger than he is now, but Tang Sancheng still recognized him at a glance: "Bai Yi, it's him."
Bai Yi wrote down Fan Jianghe's current address, and didn't forget to put some honey on his lips: "Thank you, can I treat you to a movie another day?"
"Really?" The little girl was about to stand up excitedly. When she saw Xiao Chen beside her, she smiled reservedly: "Let's talk about it later. I'm also very busy at work."
"Oh, then I won't bother you. Let's go first." Bai Yi took advantage of the situation and left. The little girl felt anxious and annoyed, and slapped her mouth repeatedly: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's okay now."
Although the little girl was upset, she couldn't go after Bai Yi shamelessly and tell him that she had time. She worked from 9 to 5, so how could she not have time at night? But in the end, reason defeated impulse, and she could only watch Bai Yi walk out of the file with regret.
room.
Bai Yi said hello to Director Tang and immediately drove to find Lao Fan. Lao Fan's current address was clear. Tang Sancheng was also a little nervous: "Isn't this guy gone?"
This was exactly what Bai Yi was thinking about. When he pressed the accelerator to the bottom, the car almost flew up and drove towards Lao Fan's home. Unfortunately, Lao Fan was not at home anymore. When he asked about his family, he said they were family members.
He said he was going back to his hometown of Suzhou, which was definitely a lie. Bai Yi refused to give up: "By the way, did he buy any tickets?"
"Tickets?" The woman was still holding a rag in her hand, and she seemed to be cleaning the house: "I remembered that he said he wanted to go to a place to see friends first, and then go to Suzhou to pay his old father a grave.
What's going on..."
This at least illustrates one point. It was indeed Lao Fan who changed his mind and staged this drama. Now he is fighting alone, but where has he gone? Now all hope lies in front of this unclear mind.
It's on the woman. It's not her fault. People like Lao Fan are not at home all year round. Going out is a common thing. As time goes by, they don't pay as much attention to it as they did at first. The woman keeps pouring the rag from her left hand to her right hand.
, the hands returned from the right hand to the left hand. Different people have different behaviors when thinking. Finally, the rag stopped on the right hand...
Tang Sancheng looked at it and asked, "How is it? Have you remembered it?"