There was no other way, so Lao Wen had to go back to withdraw money. After he hurried out, Han Bing walked to the bar and said, "Show me the bill."
As soon as Lao Wen walked out of the hotel door, he saw Deng Yunfeng passing by on his bicycle. He quickly shouted: "Lao Deng, wait a minute." Deng Yunfeng got out of the car and asked with a smile: "Gong Wen, why haven't you come back yet?
Home."
"Isn't this my daughter's summer vacation? She brought two classmates back and had a meal together, but she didn't have enough money. Lao Deng, do you have any money with you?" Lao Wen asked.
"Yes, how much do you want?" Deng Yunfeng took out his wallet and took out a stack of banknotes. Lao Wen said, "There are still five hundred left."
Deng Yunfeng counted 800 yuan and gave it to him: "You can't be short of money when entertaining guests. Please take more."
"Okay, thank you. I'll pay you back tomorrow. Why don't you come in and sit down together?"
"No, I'm waiting at home, let's go." Deng Yunfeng got on his bicycle and left. As soon as Lao Wen turned around, he saw Han Bing leaving from the bar.
When he came to the bar again, the cashier said to Lao Wen with a smile: "I'm sorry, sir, I just made a miscalculation. The fish I served you was of the wrong variety, and the pot of tea should have cost more than 300 yuan."
As a gift, I have recalculated it for you, and the total is four hundred and eighty yuan."
"Really?" Lao Wen took the bill and looked at it suspiciously. Thinking of Han Bing's figure, he seemed to understand something and took out the money to pay the bill.
Back at the dining table, three college students were talking happily about something. Lao Wen sat down and asked, "What are you talking about? You are so happy."
Wen Xue said: "We are talking about part-time jobs during the summer vacation. Dad, from now on, I have to support myself."
"Work-study program, dad supports it, it's getting late, we should go back." Old Wen said.
It was originally planned that Han Bing would stay in a hotel outside, and Lu Jin and Wen Xue would squeeze in together. However, looking at this situation, they were afraid that it would not cause trouble to others, so Han Bing and Lu Jin went back to Wen Xue's house to get their luggage and then went out to look for them.
They had a place to stay, and while they were eating, they had already used their mobile phones to search the Internet for the International Youth Hostel in Jiangbei City, so they could just go there.
After putting the two classmates into a taxi, the father and daughter walked home under the cover of night. Xiaoxue said, "Dad, you won't blame me for taking my classmates home without saying hello, right?"
Lao Wen said: "How could it be, silly boy? Going to college is different from going to high school. You can't focus all your energy on studying. You should also try to get in touch with the society. It's always good to make more friends. See how you get along with your classmates.
They are harmonious and my father is very happy. These two children are also very good. Being with them makes my father feel at ease."
Wen Xue said: "Of course, the three of us have a good relationship. Lu Jin is my roommate, and Han Bing is a friend I met when I was working in the cafeteria. Dad, you don't know, he is very interesting. He can't even use a card."
…”
Listening to his daughter chattering about things at school, a feeling of happiness rose from the bottom of Lao Wen's heart. His daughter had really grown up and he could really let go.
In the taxi, Han Bing tilted his head and looked at the night scene outside the window without saying a word, and Lu Jin was also silent. Strangely enough, when Wen Xue was present, the three of them would talk and laugh, and talk incessantly, but
When Wen Xue was away, the trio seemed to have lost their souls, Han Bing became taciturn, and Lu Jin became absent-minded.
"Tell me, will it be very hot tonight?" Han Bing suddenly said in a confused manner.
"What?" Lu Jin didn't understand.
"The weather forecast said it will be very hot tomorrow, and the top floor of Wen Xue's house will be very hot. The air conditioner in such an old building cannot be used normally. I really don't know how the father and daughter survived." It turns out that Han Bing is still thinking about Wen Xue's house at this moment.
things.
"This is easy to handle. Wen Xue's house is rented. Can't it be solved by moving?" Lu Jin said.
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?" Han Bing suddenly realized.
"People say that women in love are stupid, but I didn't expect that men are the same. Alas..." Lu Jin pretended to lament, and Han Bingnen blushed and pretended not to hear it.
…
Africa, Luanda, Angola. A luxury car drove into the General Administration of Customs building. Two tall white bodyguards got out of the car. They had short hair and sunglasses. They looked like well-trained hands. The bodyguards put their hands on their waists.
Scanning the surroundings vigilantly, he protected the two important guests from getting out of the car.
The deputy director of the General Administration of Customs went downstairs to greet him personally. Mr. Hu from China was one of his favorite guests. Every time he came, he brought valuable gifts and thick cash. This time seemed to be no exception.
, the deputy director has heard from his subordinates that Mr. Hu came to Luanda on the latest Gulfstream business jet.
The deputy director welcomed the guest into the reception room and asked with a cheerful face: "Mr. Hu, what can I do for you?"
Hu Qingsong said unhappily: "Your Excellency, Director, I want to know why my goods were detained at the port of Luanda."
The deputy director expressed surprise: "There is no such thing. Mr. Hu's goods have always been exempted from inspection."
Hu Qingsong snapped his fingers, and Dongfang Ke handed over a document. He flipped it over and handed it to the deputy director: "No, this is the cargo."
The deputy director took it and looked at it, and suddenly realized: "Fifty armored vehicles were re-exported to Western Sadamoya. It turns out that these are your goods. This is the case. According to relevant United Nations resolutions, imports to Western Sadamoya are prohibited.
Weapons and equipment, I’m afraid I can’t help with this matter.”
Hu Qingsong winked, and Dongfang Ke handed over a thick kraft paper file bag. The Deputy Director took it and took a look at it, stuffed it into his arms calmly, and said: "Maybe we can find other ways.
, such as refusing to enter customs and allowing the ship to continue sailing to San Juan, you know, the port of San Juan is now available."
"Your Excellency, Director, you are really witty." Hu Qingsong smiled, "And where are the children who smuggled across the border?"
"Oh, I will call and ask them to send the person to the Chinese Embassy." The deputy director glanced at the watch on Hu Qingsong's wrist and could no longer move it.
"No, no, no, Your Excellency, there is no need to cause trouble to your Ministry of Foreign Affairs and our embassy. It would be the same to just throw it on the ship and send it to San Juan, wouldn't it?" Hu Qingsong said, taking off the piece from his wrist.
The priceless Longines watch was handed over.
The deputy director put the watch strap on his thick hand and neck and nodded: "Of course, of course."
After coming out of the customs building, Hu Qingsong let out a sigh of relief: "This can't happen anymore. San Juan must have its own deep-water port."
Dongfang Ke said: "The port of San Juan is originally a deep-water port."
"Yes, of course the place chosen by the Portuguese colonists is not bad, but the port equipment is too poor and the infrastructure is weak. What I need is a bulk container that can handle 10,000 tons, oh no, 100,000 tons, 200,000 tons
A modern terminal serving cargo ships, equipped with the most advanced port machinery in the world, as well as high-grade roads and railways, highly qualified technical workers, all supporting facilities, hotels, bars, hostels, supermarkets, red light districts..." he said
As he spoke, golden light shone in Hu Qingsong's eyes. He didn't know how much money he could make just from these infrastructure projects.
After stopping for a day in Luanda to resolve the matter of the detained goods and the Longtang boys Liu Ziguang sent to Africa, the Gulfstream special plane took off again. This time the destination was really China. It was different from when it came. The captain
There are two more white men, Alexander and his companion Vasily, the tough men who fought with injuries on the rooftop of the terminal to help Captain He take down the Super Tucano. As for the other Russian and Eastern European bodyguards,
Then he was dismissed by Liu Ziguang. These people were mixed, good and bad, and even if Listrovsky could control them, it would always be a hidden danger if he stayed around for a long time.
The plane was flying over the Indian Ocean. Bei Xiaoshuai stayed in the cockpit and refused to come out. He insisted on learning skills from Captain He. Captain He's surname was He Qingtao. He was already forty-eight years old and had long passed the years of burning passion. San Juan Airport
A fierce battle in the sky once again brought back his memories of the turbulent years. After everyone's turns of ideological mobilization, he has agreed to serve as an instructor of the Sissadamoa Air Force after this flight. As for the commander, he still let him
It's up to someone else to take care of it.
Everything is under planning. Sissadamoa is like a blank piece of paper, allowing designers to draw on it, ports, airports, mines, railways, highways, and countless urban infrastructure. In the past, Sissa
There is no money in Damoa. Now that there are amazing iron ore reserves, there is nothing to worry about. Hundreds of billions of dollars are waving to everyone. Everyone on the plane is as excited as if they have been given blood. They talk endlessly.
Only Zhao Hui sat alone in a corner, staring blankly at the ocean outside the porthole window.
Liu Ziguang walked over and asked with concern: "Is something wrong?"
"I'm afraid the old man may not be able to survive anymore. He's currently relying on medication. We'll probably see him for the last time when we get back." Zhao Hui said with a long sigh.
…
The plane finally landed at the Capital International Airport. They took the customs inspection-free channel, so Alexander and Vasily entered customs smoothly even though they did not have Chinese visas in their passports. Zhao Hui said hello to everyone and got into a car with a Beijing V license plate.
The dust went away, and the rest of the people stayed in the hotel for the time being, and then made arrangements.
It was already two o'clock in the night when we arrived at the hotel. As soon as he washed up and lay down, Liu Ziguang received a call from Zhao Hui: "Come to Hospital 301 immediately."
Liu Ziguang rushed to Hospital 301 immediately. This hospital is not simple. This is often the last stop for senior cadres from the central government before entering Babaoshan. When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Ye Qing was already standing there waiting for him without saying anything.
He took Liu Ziguang to the special care floor of the ward building. The corridor was already full of people, and the dark group was completely silent. Liu Ziguang noticed that there were more than a dozen general-level figures here, including one who had served in the Eighth Route Army.
Minister Ye whom I met in the first building.
Seeing Liu Ziguang coming, Zhao Hui walked over from the crowd and whispered: "Grandpa wants to see you."
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It's the end of February, and we are one step closer to publication. The revision work is very heavy, so that the update has slowed down. I won't say more, everyone should understand, but I can responsibly say that the publishing editor and I are still maintaining the status quo despite tremendous pressure.
It retains the original flavor of the Orange and Red Era. Of course, it has been modified in some places, but only to make it more perfect. I believe that in the near future everyone will be able to see this painstaking and suffering work.
The Taobao auction for the signed posters and trial versions of the Orange and Red Era ended at noon today. The bidding was quite fierce, ranging from one yuan to 380. VIP buyers with two diamonds and three diamonds were in and out, which made me feel a kind of uniqueness.
It’s an awesome feeling that I can only get in the middle. It is estimated that the final sprint stage will be more intense at noon. Everyone can watch closely to see who comes out on top.