The place where Zhuang Rui and others were arranged to stay this time was still the Tibetan Religious Affairs Bureau guest house located on the outskirts of Lhasa. Although it was only in the name of a guest house, the small villas and the facilities inside were actually many five-star hotels.
None can compare.
Zhuang Rui also likes this residence very much. There is a blue sky above his head and green grass under his feet. Living in this kind of place can inadvertently brush away the dust from the secular world in people's souls.
However, after Zhuang Rui and others arrived at the villa area, they found that the entire villa area was guarded by armed police soldiers with live ammunition, and everyone entering and exiting was carefully interrogated.
The bus that Zhuang Rui and his party were riding was also stopped when it entered the villa area.
"Be alert, be careful, be careful of wild beasts hurting people..."
When the white lion and the golden eagle got off the bus, there was a sound of inhaling from all around. The armed policemen, who were armed with live ammunition, suddenly became nervous, and the sound of pulling the bolts of their guns kept ringing.
Although they live in Tibet and are no strangers to Tibetan Mastiffs, the huge size of the white lions still surprised the armed police in charge of the security work. More than ten black gun muzzles were pointed at the white lions at the same time.
"Hey, don't, don't, white lions don't bite..."
Upon seeing this, Zhuang Rui was very anxious and quickly stood in front of the white lion. It is said that white lions generally do not bite people, but if they encounter threats, they may bite these armed policemen.
"Put down your guns, put down your guns, what are you doing? Mr. Zhuang is our honored guest..."
Director Zhao, who was in charge of the reception, also explained to an armed police lieutenant colonel that he was shocked when he first saw the white lion. However, the white lion behaved very docilely along the way, so Director Zhao
He also opened his mouth to help Zhuang Rui talk.
"I'm sorry, we are responsible for the chief's safety..."
Unexpectedly, the armed police lieutenant colonel ignored Director Zhao at all, waved his hand, and continued: "Such a large beast cannot enter the villa area..."
After Director Zhao heard what the Armed Police Lieutenant Colonel said, he seemed to have thought of something. His face was a little ugly, and he turned back to Zhuang Rui and said, "Mr. Zhuang, look, this..."
"Is there a leader who wants to move in?"
Seeing that a lieutenant colonel was required to take charge of the security work at a guest house, Zhuang Rui suddenly understood in his heart that his uncle Qingqing also lived here, so it was no wonder that the white lion had to be allowed in.
"Mr. Zhuang, we have discipline. I can't answer you on this matter. Otherwise, I can book you a hotel in the city..."
Director Zhao knew that Zhuang Rui had a great background, but the person who was going to move in today had an even bigger background. If something happened, not only would he be unlucky, but the autonomous region government would also suffer.
So Director Zhao planned to change Zhuang Rui's place. Anyway, the central government allocated more money to them every year, so why not just increase the entertainment expenses?
"Okay, then let's live in the city. By the way, it can be near Balang Street..."
Zhuang Rui was a little dumbfounded. This old uncle moved in, but kicked his nephew out. When he saw his uncle later, he had to complain a few words. After all, he didn't know the white lion.
After taking a look at the villas in the community, Zhuang Rui was really reluctant to leave. The environment here was much better than the noise in the city.
"Let's go, let's go live in Lhasa..."
When Zhuang Rui turned around to greet Liu Chuan and others to get into the car, several police cars with flashing lights suddenly drove up in front of them.
Seeing the bus blocking the door, a policeman got out of a police car and shouted anxiously: "What's going on? Where are the people on guard? Quickly move this car, the chief will be here soon..."
But just as he finished speaking, four cars in front and behind, surrounded by a big red flag, also came to the door. However, the door was blocked by buses, and the motorcade suddenly stopped.
This made the policeman very anxious. The traffic was controlled and there were no problems all the way. Who would have thought that when he arrived at the destination, he was blocked by a car. This matter is big or small. I wrote the inspection lightly.
, if it’s too heavy, the black gauze hat on your head may not be protected.
"This...this...is troublesome. Quick, move the car quickly..."
Seeing this situation, Director Zhao, whose face was red from the plateau, turned pale with fright. He no longer cared about Zhuang Rui. He pulled the bus driver and asked him to move quickly.
"Hey, it seems there's no need to change places..."
Seeing the arrival of the red flag car, Zhuang Rui laughed. In Lhasa, the person who can travel with such standards must be his uncle. What a coincidence. Zhuang Rui probably won't be able to encounter it if he comes a little later.
"Hey, lean over and see what you're looking at..."
Seeing that Zhuang Rui seemed to be trying to squeeze into the convoy, the anxious policeman ran over and grabbed Zhuang Rui. "Okay, I'll step aside, okay..."
Zhuang Rui shook his head helplessly and walked on the roadside. There were several policemen standing in front of him. However, Zhuang Rui was tall, so he was not afraid that people in the car would not see him.
Sure enough, after the bus moved away, when the red flag car drove in front of Zhuang Rui, it suddenly stopped. One of the windows rolled down, revealing Ouyang Zhenhua's face.
"Xiao Rui, why don't you go in? What are you doing here?" Ouyang Zhenhua couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhuang Rui standing behind the police and winking.
"Hey, let me make way for you. By the way, Prime Minister Ouyang, they won't let my white lion in..."
When Ouyang Zhenhua's car stopped, the people on guard outside were startled. Zhuang Rui's words even shocked the armed police lieutenant colonel who was leading the team. Isn't this a treasonous complaint?
"Nonsense, why would you bring a white lion to such a serious event?"
Ouyang Zhenhua said to Zhuang Rui with a sullen face, looked at the upright armed police lieutenant colonel standing next to Zhuang Rui, and said: "That dog won't hurt anyone, it's okay, just put it in..."
"Yes, chief!" the lieutenant colonel saluted quickly.
After the motorcade entered the villa area, the people outside, including the policeman and Director Zhao, looked at Zhuang Rui a little differently. Who is this young man? He was talking like this to the deputy prime minister.
A casual look.
Ouyang Zhenhua had spoken, and naturally no one stopped Zhuang Rui and his party. Director Zhao's reception of Zhuang Rui became more and more meticulous and thoughtful, and Zhuang Rui felt a little guilty because of his busy schedule.
"Director Zhao, can you arrange two cars later? I want to go around the Jokhang Temple..."
As early as on the plane, Liu Chuan had already shouted that he wanted to relive his time in Lhasa. The Barang Street of the Jokhang Temple was of course a must-go place.
"No problem, Mr. Zhuang, I'll make arrangements right away..."
Arranging a car is not a trivial matter? Director Zhao agreed immediately. After going out to make a phone call, within ten minutes, two cars parked at the door of the villa.
Of course, Director Zhao still had to follow him on this trip. I don't know if it was because of his previous conversation with Ouyang Zhenhua, but Zhuang Rui's alert level was actually raised. After the two cars, there was also a police car following.
Although he was a little unaccustomed, Zhuang Rui didn't say anything. Everyone else had good intentions, right? Then again, those who do business are not very well-behaved. With these people following, at least things like last time are
It won't happen anymore.
The car stopped at the intersection. Looking at the still bustling Balong Street, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but feel like he was revisiting an old place. What happened five or six years ago seemed like just yesterday.
Following the bustling crowd, Zhuang Rui and his party wandered around Balang Street. This may be because there are important activities at the Jokhang Temple, and the vendors doing business in Balang Street are also very well behaved.
Shopping is a woman's nature. Before they were halfway along Balang Street, Zhuang Rui, Liu Chuan and others were covered in large and small bags. Of course, these were the trophies of Lei Lei and Qin Xuanbing.
"Zhuang Rui, come and see, do you still remember this coffee shop?"
After turning a corner, Zhuang Rui suddenly heard Qin Xuanbing's shout and quickly took a few steps. An open-air cafe appeared in front of him.
"What kind of place is this? I don't remember..."
Zhuang Rui had a confused expression on his face. After seeing Qin Xuanbing's face turn from clear to dark, he put his mouth to Qin Xuanbing's ear and said softly: "Of course I remember, there will be a silly girl kissing here.
Take a bite from a handsome guy..."
"The appearance of death..."
Qin Xuanbing's pretty face turned red when Zhuang Rui said it, but her face was filled with happiness. She reached out and held Zhuang Rui's hand, and walked into the coffee shop together.
There were not many people in the coffee shop. The Hong Kong boss was sitting leisurely on a lounge chair, holding a book and reading. The afternoon sun shone on him, forming a lazy and very coordinated look.
screen.
However, time has left nicks on the face of the boss who used to look very young. There are a lot of wrinkles between the corners of his eyebrows. He must be over fifty.
Seeing the guests coming in, the boss put down the book in his hand, stood up, and said hello: "You two, what would you like to drink? I always have freshly ground coffee here, eh? Have you been to my place before?"
Although Qin Xuanbing is married and has children, her beautiful appearance has not changed much. Hong Kong bosses can recognize her at a glance.
Of course, Zhuang Rui among "you" is just a follower. There are many men coming in every day in the coffee shop, and the boss doesn't have any special hobbies. How can he still remember who Zhuang Rui is?
After hearing what the boss said, Zhuang Rui smiled and said happily: "The boss has a good memory. We were here five or six years ago. By the way, we were sitting on the second floor. Can we still go up now?
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After five or six years, Zhuang Rui's life has undergone earth-shaking changes, but it is a wonderful feeling to still see familiar people in the same place.
