Although it is strictly prohibited, many people still go to Hong Kong City.
Combining the contents of Lou Xiao'e's letter and Cao Weidong's memory, he knew that there were probably two ways to get to Hong Kong City.
One is to take normal transportation routes and forge illegal identity certificates.
This is a fight between relationships and wallet.
The second is to take illegal transportation routes and sneak across by water or land.
You need to swim across the sea by water, and you need to climb over barbed wire fences by land to avoid patrolling police.
At this time, it is difficult to take normal transportation.
Lou Bancheng also made arrangements in advance and spent half of his life savings before he successfully ran over.
Cao Weidong also plans to choose normal transportation.
Because he is going to Hong Kong City with his relatives and friends.
He has plenty of physical strength, so he will be fine, but others may not be able to.
"The formal way..."
Cao Weidong started thinking.
Speaking of which, he has connections, skills, and a lot of money, so China shouldn't be a problem.
But in Hong Kong City, I can’t say for sure.
After all, I and others didn’t know anyone in the past, and it was hard to use money, and they might even be treated as fat sheep and slaughtered.
Therefore, you must contact Lou Xiaoe in advance.
The inside should be in harmony with the outside.
Only then can this be done.
......
Thinking about things.
Cao Weidong unknowingly arrived at the courtyard where he lived in Sijiu City.
After walking through the courtyard twice, we arrived at the end.
Looking at the several inverted rooms that I spent a lot of time renovating, I can’t help but have mixed feelings in my heart.
I have only lived in this house for a few days since I renovated it myself.
After I leave, I don’t know who will take advantage of me.
At this moment.
A suspicious voice came from behind.
"Weidong?"
Cao Weidong turned around and found that it was the uncle, and couldn't help laughing.
"Master, why are you not at work today?"
The old man jumped up and down and said excitedly.
"Weidong, it's really you, you're really back. Hey, you looked familiar to me just now, but I didn't dare to recognize you. I didn't expect you to have changed so much after being away for a few years."
He walked up to Cao Weidong and burst into tears.
"It would be great if you came back. You have to make the decision for us."
Cao Weidong was shocked.
In the past, the first uncle was very prestigious in the courtyard, and he almost said everything. What happened today?
He quickly asked the elder to sit down and talk slowly if he had something to say.
The old man sighed and told the story.
After Xu Damao became the director of the steel rolling mill, he didn't care about the kindness of his neighbors at all. He used chicken feathers as arrows to find trouble in every possible way.
The old man was afraid of being punished, so he simply asked for leave from the factory and hid at home.
Cao Weidong couldn't help but laugh.
"Master, you are a veteran of the world, can you still be defeated by Xu Damao?"
The old man has a sad face.
"Weidong, you don't understand the situation in the factory... This grandson of Xu Damao is so good at pretending that the leaders have been deceived."
He talked about some things in the factory, asked his wife to make some good tea that he couldn't bear to drink, entertained Cao Weidong attentively, and finally explained the purpose of his visit.
"Weidong, I heard that you also run a factory in Tongquan City. It is quite large and you are still recruiting people. How about I go over and help you."
"Oh, you're talking about this."
Cao Weidong took a sip of good tea and said naturally.
"I have resigned and am no longer the factory director."
I don’t believe it.
"Weidong, don't make such a joke to me."
Cao Weidong said calmly.
"I'm not kidding, I just completed the handover procedures a few days ago."
The old man’s face turned green.
He snatched the teacup from Cao Weidong's hand, murmured twice, as if saying it was a pity for such good tea, and then left without looking back.
Cao Weidong looked at the left figure of the first uncle and suddenly burst into laughter.
The first uncle is still the first uncle back then.
What a hypocrite!
There was a playful smile in his eyes.
.......
Because it’s getting late.
Cao Weidong lived in the courtyard.
After a busy day, the neighbors also came home one after another and were very surprised when they saw Cao Weidong.
They all know that Cao Weidong is the director of a large factory with thousands of employees.
Therefore, the attitude is very respectful.
Qin Huairu kept moving closer to Cao Weidong, her eyes darting around, trying to find some benefit.
The first uncle showed up at the right time and told the news of Cao Weidong's resignation unceremoniously.
What?
Resigned?
In other words, the person in front of me no longer has any position?
These people immediately dispersed.
The third uncle was not in a hurry to leave. He clicked his tongue for a long time and then stood by and laughed at me.
Qin Huairu did not hesitate to give in too much and whispered sarcastic remarks.
Only Silly Zhu cooked a table of delicious dishes, invited Cao Weidong to drink, and comforted him at the same time.
"It's okay, brother, setbacks are only temporary. I often hear old people say that gold will always shine."
Just as Cao Weidong was about to speak, a sneer came from outside the room, and then Xu Damao walked in and said arrogantly.
"Is gold always shining? It's a joke, failure is failure, don't make excuses for yourself."
Xu Damao was wearing a Lenin suit and said carelessly.
"I heard that you can no longer be a good factory manager. Why?"
"Have you violated discipline and been punished?"
"We are all neighbors. Tell me about it. I'm quite curious."
Cao Weidong glanced at Xu Damao lightly and said.
"Get out!"
Xu Damao's expression changed, he kicked the bench in front of him away and cursed.
"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this? Do you believe it or not..."
Xu Damao's words stopped abruptly.
Because Cao Weidong slapped a pistol on the table brazenly.
He raised his eyebrows, played with the pistol, and said.
"Do I believe anything? Keep talking, I want to hear it."
Xu Damao's teeth were trembling a little.
"You...how dare you carry a gun? Are you not afraid that I will report you?"
Cao Weidong opened the safety cover lightly, and with a click, Xu Damao's body trembled again.
"I still like your unruly look, keep talking."
Xu Damao didn't dare to speak.
The poor are afraid of being stunned, the stunned are afraid of being arrogant, and the arrogant are afraid of risking their lives.
He still has a bright future, but he doesn't want to argue with Cao Weidong, a desperado.
Yes.
In Xu Damao's view, Cao Weidong is now a desperado.
He turned around and wanted to go back.
"Wait."
Cao Weidong stopped him and said.
"Hold up the stool."
Xu Damao glanced at the dark muzzle of the gun, swallowed, went over to lift up the stool and set it up, and then left in despair.
After Xu Damao left, Shazhu said worriedly.
"Weidong, how can you carry a gun? What if Xu Damao reports you?"
Cao Weidong waved his hand and said indifferently.
"It's okay, I can handle it, let's continue drinking..."
.......
The next day.
Cao Weidong threw his luggage into the carry-on space, turned around and looked at the room, and then walked out of the courtyard.
See you again this time. If I come back ten years later, I don’t know what this place will be like.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of the courtyard, he saw Xu Damao standing at the door with two police comrades.
Seeing Cao Weidong, Xu Damao stretched out his hand and said.
"Comrade Public Security, I'm reporting that he has a gun on him."