Song Shuang didn't mean anything else. The girl's admiration for heroes had long since turned into a journalist's professionalism. She learned some of Liu Handong's deeds from her father's words and wanted to do an exclusive interview, but she hadn't contacted him for so many years.
The relationship between them has long been estranged and needs to be cultivated again.
She didn't know about Liu Handong and Zheng Jiayi, but she felt that Sister Zheng was a bit of an eyesore.
The drunkards came back, and Zheng Jiayi said: "Are you still drinking? If you don't want to drink, just leave."
Zhao Hui said: "I know a Wangjing store that has a good waist. Go try it."
Zheng Jiayi said: "I ate the sheep and scorpion, I ate Jin Ding Xuan, I ate Jin Ding Xuan and then I ate Wangjing's waist. It's hard food and hard food, but you still don't let people live."
Everyone laughed and said we should withdraw.
Zhao Hui's driver was already waiting at the door. He took Luohan to leave first. Song Shuang drove Zheng Jiayi's Mercedes-Benz and took the two back.
"Let's send Lao Liu back to the hotel first. He has to have a meeting tomorrow." Song Shuang said this. Zheng Jiayi couldn't object and said okay, you can drive the car back and return it to me tomorrow.
Liu Handong and Zheng Jiayi were sitting in the back seat. They stretched their hands dishonestly and touched Zheng Jiayi's thigh. Song Shuang was just driving and didn't notice.
"Liu Handong, do you still remember Ling Zijie?" Song Shuang suddenly asked.
"Oh, I remembered this person, what's wrong?"
"He is now working at CCTV and is very popular." Song Shuang said with contempt in his tone, "Specializes in interviewing high-ranking officials in the border areas and takes a high-end route."
Liu Handong was not interested in Ling Zijie and just said oh.
"Can I interview you?" Song Shuang turned to the topic, "I think you are the interviewee who has a story worth exploring."
"Okay, I'll make an appointment with you when I have time." Liu Handong said casually.
Zheng Jia pinched him hard.
When they arrived at the Jingxi Hotel, Liu Handong got off the car. There were soldiers standing guard here, and you couldn't enter without a pass. Song Shuang drove Zheng Jiayi away and sent her home safely. It was already one o'clock in the night when he got home.
Song Jianfeng was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, his hair was gray. After stepping down from the position of CEO Zhongyanhuang, his energy was not as good as before, and his work was not as heavy as before. He had a job in the Overseas Strategic Research Office of the State Council, and there was nothing to do.
busy.
"Coming back so late." Song Jianfeng scolded him. He knew who his daughter was with, so he wasn't worried.
"They are all drunk, so one person needs to be left to drive." Song Shuang explained.
"Be careful from now on, go to bed, you have to go to work tomorrow." When Song Jianfeng saw his daughter coming back, he got up and went back to the house. His hunched back made Song Shuang's nose sore, and she called out "Dad" in a low voice.
Song Jianfeng turned around and smiled gently: "Dad is fine."
Song Shuang was speechless. Being idle has made his father so old, but he is not yet sixty years old, which is the golden age for leading cadres. His father has experienced ups and downs several times. When he was the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau in Jiangbei, he was assigned to the Justice Bureau.
He worked well as the director of Jiangdong Provincial Public Security Bureau, and was transferred to the Legal Research Office of the Provincial Party Committee, and was demoted to the research institution as CEO of Zhongyan and Huang. This time, he is probably going to end his life here.
…
The meeting continued the next day. Liu Handong was still sitting in the back row. Occasionally, Yang Xu turned around and accidentally caught a glimpse of Liu Handong's name tag. He looked at the person again and didn't seem to recognize him. He suddenly became frightened and muttered a few words to Zhang Bangxian. Zhang Bangxian
I also looked back and saw Liu Handong showing his middle finger.
Mr. Zhang was very restrained and calmly turned away and continued the meeting.
While eating the buffet in the restaurant at noon, Yang Xu came close to Liu Handong and joked: "Isn't this Liu Handong? Why has your face changed? When did you go to South Korea?"
Liu Handong smiled and said, "Believe it or not, I'll slap a plate on your face?"
Yang Xu's expression changed. He believed that Liu Handong could really do it and left in despair.
After Liu Handong returned, he added Yang Xu's name to the memo on his mobile phone.
After the meeting, Liu Handong packed his things and prepared to go back to Jiangbei to take care of his grandfather's funeral affairs. Just as he was about to set off, he received a call from Song Shuang, asking him to meet him in a cafe to discuss the interview.
Liu Handong stored his luggage at the Beijing Office of Jiangbei Heavy Industry, and went to meet Song Shuang alone. When he came to the cafe, Song Shuang was already waiting here, with an Apple notebook in front of him typing away. When he saw him coming, he smiled sweetly,
Close the computer.
"What do you want to drink? I'll treat you." Song Shuang said.
"Coffee, thank you." Liu Handong sat down with a chill. The winter in Beijing is very cold, but he wore very little. He wore a windbreaker on the outside, a short-sleeved T-shirt on the inside, and an Arabic tea towel around his neck. He looked cool.
Very stylish.
"Tell me your story." Song Shuang took out the recording pen.
"Forget the interview, my story cannot be made public, even if it is written down, it cannot be published." Liu Handong said.
"I have a sense of discretion, you tell me." Song Shuang insisted.
Liu Handong was not pretentious, exaggerated, or extravagant. He briefly told the story of what happened to him in Colin, focusing on the situation in the Middle East, and only mentioned a few words about his role.
Song Shuang listened with rapt attention. She held her cheeks and listened to Liu Handong's understatement about the inside story that contained countless bloody events behind it, like a child listening to an adult telling a story. Sometimes she clenched her fists angrily, sometimes she sighed sadly.
"They are still chasing you. Is this why you had plastic surgery?" Song Shuangbu said regretfully, "Actually, I still like your original appearance."
"I'll come back to it when I'm free," Liu Handong said with a smile.
"Okay, as long as your face can bear it." Song Shuang was also happy and picked up the cup. The coffee was already cold.
"Actually, I want to help my father. He has been treated unfairly. Like you, he was framed." Song Shuang started another topic. This girl looks soft and cute with a baby face, but she is actually a
A ruthless character, she actively participated in social practice when she was in college. The incident of being replaced in the Huanxi College Entrance Examination was solved with her help.
Liu Handong said: "I will help you bring down Zhang Bangxian. It is hard to say whether your father-in-law can be reinstated to his original position."
Song Shuang's eyes widened: "Really? That's great! How are you going to help me?"
Liu Handong said: "Start from the outside. There is a person named Yang Xu next to Zhang Bangxian. He is definitely not clean. If you deal with him, you can leverage Zhang Bangxian."
Song Shuang said worriedly: "As far as I know, the high-level game is very fierce and has reached a life-or-death situation. You should be careful."
Liu Handong smiled: "I am always on guard. No matter whether it is light or dark, black or white, I can catch it."
The sun was setting outside, and the snow on the road had been cleared away, leaving only the remaining snow on the evergreen shrubs in the isolation zone. Song Shuang said let's go, and I'll treat you to a meal.
"Next time, I'm in a hurry to go back to Jiangbei." Liu Handong said, stood up, picked up his windbreaker, and when he was getting dressed, Song Shuang saw the quick-draw gun holster on his back waist, and couldn't help but be surprised: "You... bring a gun
.”
"It's legal." Liu Handong took out an official gun permit from his pocket, "Under the emperor's feet, it's a joke to bring someone without permission."
"Then I'll drive you off," Song Shuang said.
On the way to the airport, Liu Handong took out his satellite phone and called all the way. He was talking in Arabic. Song Shuang couldn't understand even half of the words. After he finished the call, he asked: "Where are you contacting the business?"
"Yes, business." Liu Handong didn't want to say more. He had just arranged for someone to do something in Colin and put some eye drops on Zhong Yanhuang. He was very good at doing this.
Jiangbei Heavy Industry has a MA60 aircraft for commuting parked at Nanyuan Airport. Liu Handong can enter without inspection with a certificate. When getting off the bus, Song Shuang saw him carefully holding out a white porcelain jar, and asked out of curiosity. When Liu Handong told
When it was her grandfather's ashes, she fell silent.
"When the leaves fall back to their roots, it's time for grandpa to go home." Liu Handong said.
Three hours later, Liu Handong arrived at Jiangbei Airport. A special car from the Heavy Industry Group was waiting at the airport. After taking him home, he also left the car behind.
Liu Handong walked into Binhe Community with his grandfather's ashes in his hands. The community was extremely quiet late at night, and the roadside was full of cars. The closer he got to home, the more depressed and painful he felt. When he came to the door, there was still a sign from the Public Security Bureau on the door.
He ripped open the seal and pushed open the ajar door. The room was in a mess, retaining traces of the fierce battle that day. There were blood stains on the wall, chalk circles on the floor, and bullet casings had been picked up from the wall.
The bullets in the bullet holes were also removed, and the house looked completely different.
"Grandpa, we are back." Liu Handong placed the urn on the table, found a small bowl, filled it with rice, inserted three cigarettes, lit it, and knelt down to kowtow.
Because it was the scene of a murder, nothing at home was lost. The old photo albums, military medals, and retirement certificates in the cabinet were all there, but grandpa's bankbook and house certificate were missing. No need to ask, the uncle took them.
Liu Handong called his uncle's house and was answered by his younger brother. When he heard his elder brother's voice, he was overjoyed: "Brother, you are back!" Then he lowered his voice and said, "You are wanted by the Public Security Bureau!"
"It's okay. I've brought my grandpa's ashes. I'll go over and discuss with you tomorrow about buying a cemetery for the memorial service. You can tell my uncle, that's it."
That night, Liu Handong stayed at the guest house of Jiangbei Heavy Industry, with a loaded pistol under his pillow. He didn't sleep well at night, all he dreamed about was the war years.
In the morning, after Liu Handong washed up and had breakfast, he drove to his uncle's house to discuss his grandfather's funeral arrangements.
The uncle and his family were all there, and they first confirmed that Liu Handong's fugitive status had been lifted and that they would not be implicated before they started discussing the main topic.
"Your grandpa is a hundred years old, your old colleagues are no longer alive, and the grain bureau of your old unit has been disbanded. In my opinion, forget about the memorial service. I can buy a cemetery and bury it with your grandma. The relatives can just burn some paper."
Come on." The uncle sighed.
Liu Handong nodded.
"I'm sick. Your aunt is a womanizer, so you should take care of this matter. We don't have many relatives, and we haven't been in contact with each other for many years. Don't bother others during the Chinese New Year. Just keep a low profile." The uncle added.
Liu Handong nodded again.
"I'll buy the cemetery. It's up to you to inform your relatives or your uncle. After all, you are the elder." Liu Handong said.
He sighed in his heart. During his military life, his grandfather had been so majestic and powerful, but in the end he only ended up with such a shabby funeral. It was really sad.
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