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12-105 Homecoming

Lao Wen's receipt of the special allowance from the State Council is not only his personal responsibility, but also the honor of Chenguang Machinery Factory. The factory sent personnel to handle this matter, bought two air tickets for Lao Wen, and sent a secretary to accompany him there.

This was Wen Xue's first time flying, and she was very excited. During the meal on the plane, Lao Wen saw that her daughter was very happy with her meal, so she put away her lunch box.

"Dad, why don't you eat?" Wen Xue asked.

"Daddy is not hungry, please keep it." Old Wen said kindly.

Wen Xue's nose felt sour. Whenever his father had something delicious to eat, he always thought of his daughter. This had been the case since childhood. Even though he was now the chief engineer of a large company and a senior manager with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, he still couldn't change this old habit.

I couldn’t bear to eat the lunch box on the plane and left it for my daughter.

The plane landed at the Capital International Airport, and the Ordnance Group sent a car to pick up Lao Wen and his daughter. However, as soon as they got on the airport expressway, traffic was controlled and no vehicles were allowed to pass.

The driver introduced it in a common way: "I don't know which country's head of state is visiting. It lasted for an hour. They didn't leave, and they didn't let anyone else leave."

Lao Wen asked casually: "Which country is the leader of?"

"He seems to be the prime minister of a small African country. Who cares, these grandsons..."

After waiting for a long time for the traffic control to end, Lao Wen and his daughter and the accompanying secretary took a car to the hotel where they were staying. It turned out to be the five-star Shangri-La Hotel. After dinner, they turned on the TV and a news flashed at the end of the news broadcast, saying

It was the Prime Minister of Sissadamoa and his wife who were visiting China. His name was in obscure Latin, but he was clearly an Asian in the camera.

At that time, Lao Wen and his daughter were shocked, wasn't this Liu Ziguang!



The special plane of His Excellency the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Western Saddamoa and his wife was escorted by two J-10s from the Chengdu Military Region after it entered China, and was later replaced by a Su-27 from the Beijing Military Region. It escorted the plane until it landed at the Capital International Airport before taking off.

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The Spanish ambassador to China and a deputy foreign minister of our country went to the airport to greet them. Among the welcoming crowd, Liu Ziguang saw several familiar faces. Zhao Hui and Guanye were standing at the end of the line in army uniforms. Zhong Handong was in a suit and stood with senior leaders.

Together, Liu Ziguang stood at the door of the cabin and waved, and there were flashes and shutter sounds below.

Liu Ziguang walked down the gangway quickly, and Fang Fei timidly showed her head, then gritted her teeth and followed. Today, her dress was carefully designed by Li Wan for her, a solemn yet youthful and beautiful dress, a diamond necklace and

High heels, coupled with a pure appearance and slim figure, can also be ranked among the best among world-class first ladies.

After His Excellency the Prime Minister of the Western Kingdom and his wife shook hands and exchanged greetings with the leaders who came to greet him, a special car from the Security Bureau drove over. They were all Audi A8s and Mercedes-Benz S series, all with black overhead police lights. The motorcycle escort team for the state guests has been cancelled, and is responsible for security tasks.

There were several black multi-purpose vehicles, and some tough men in suits wearing headsets waited for the state guests to get into the cars and jumped in one after another.

The entire airport expressway was closed, and there were only traffic police and security department vehicles on the road. The convoy quickly arrived in the city with double flashes, passed through the empty Chang'an Street, and turned into the square. A red carpet had been laid out at the entrance of the city hall, wearing woolen military uniforms and riding boots.

The honor guards lined up on both sides. When the state guests got out of the car and gave the order, they all raised the chrome-plated courtesy guns in their hands, and the gleaming bayonets were dazzling in the summer sun.

The Prime Minister welcomed the distinguished African guests in the North Hall of the General Assembly Hall. Due to the extremely high temperatures in Beijing during the scorching summer, the military parade ceremony was held here. The two Prime Ministers stood on the reviewing stand, and the military band played the national anthem of Western Saddamoa.

"God bless San Juan", Liu Ziguang put his hand on his chest and hummed along.

Today, his attire is also carefully designed, with a navy blue suit, a red tie, and a Sissadamoa flag badge on his collar. He is low-key, calm, restrained and reserved.

After the "March of the Volunteers" was played, the review ceremony began. A burly officer drew his sword and strode forward and shouted: "Mr. Prime Minister, the honor guard of the three services of the Chinese People's Liberation Army has completed its formation. Please review!"

To the melody of the march, Liu Ziguang inspected the honor guard of the three armed forces. The soldiers of the honor guard, all 1.85 meters tall, lined up neatly and impressively. The picturesque large oil paintings behind them were even more magnificent, vividly reflecting the magnificence of the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

, Liu Ziguang looked heroic, waving his hand in return, Fang Fei, who was sweating for him, thought to herself: My husband's aura is strong enough, most people will definitely not be able to hold it.

After the review, the welcome ceremony came to an end. After a short break, the two sides began the first round of talks, which basically expounded their respective views on bilateral issues and international hot spots. It was a stage of greetings.

In the evening, the Prime Minister held a welcome banquet for Liu Ziguang's visit to China in the West Hall of the Great Hall of the People. The dishes were designed to combine Chinese and Western styles, including one cold dish, one soup, three hot dishes and dessert. The soup and hot dishes were mainly Chinese.

It includes stewed mountain delicacies soup, Buddha jumping over the wall, Dongpo steak and pumpkin and fresh vegetables. Dessert is sago and pumpkin puree, snacks and fruit.

Liu Ziguang's parents also attended the banquet. Unlike their son, who had not seen so many big scenes, they were a little overwhelmed by such a pomp and circumstance. Fortunately, Minister Li from the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development was with him to explain the whole process, so he didn't have any stage fright.

The Prime Minister of Western China and his family stayed at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse. The relevant departments arranged security personnel for them, namely the legendary Zhongnanhai bodyguards. Liu Ziguang's personal bodyguard was his old acquaintance Guanye. Thanks to Liu Ziguang, he has not only recovered

He has military status and has been promoted to the rank of lieutenant colonel.

The bodyguard arranged for the Prime Minister's wife was a young female officer with special skills. Liu Ziguang did not know him. However, according to Guanye's revelations, the relevant parties were originally planning to transfer Shangguan Jin to be a bodyguard. However, considering certain factors, they decided not to

A female officer who had no relationship with Premier Liu was arranged.

"The relevant parties are so considerate. They even considered the jealousy of the Prime Minister's wife." Liu Ziguang thought to himself.

After finally coming back, it would be a pity not to meet old friends. After Liu Ziguang coaxed Fang Fei to sleep, he tiptoed out and saw Guanye standing in the corridor.

"I knew you couldn't wait any longer. The car is ready," Guanye said.

The car was a bulletproof Audi, and there was no one else except Guanye, but Liu Ziguang knew that there must be a team of people following him where he couldn't see. Diplomacy was no small matter, and the relevant units were always unambiguous in their treatment of foreign friends.

The car drove to an alley near Houhai and stopped at the entrance of Zhao Hui's courtyard. Wine, ice-cold draft beer, boiled salted edamame, fried stinky tofu, and a plate of Jiangbei-style fried golden cicadas were all set up in the yard.

A great dish to drink with during the day.

There was no pretense or politeness. The three of them sat down and started drinking. After three drinks in a row, Zhao Hui began to speak: "Brother, I didn't help you when you were in the most critical moment. This is the thing I feel most guilty about, but I hope

You can understand that I can't help myself."

Liu Ziguang said: "If I were in your position, I would do the same thing. Since we can sit and drink together now, it means that I have never blamed you."

Zhao Hui said: "Your unjust case has been vindicated. All the people from the Jiangbei Intermediate People's Court who were responsible for the case were laid off. The review personnel from the Provincial High Court were also suspended for inspection. Wan Guohao, who was suspected of murder and silence, has been sentenced to death in accordance with the law. Tan Zhihai died in

He came to the United States, Xu Jiyuan is already a useless person, Chen Xuanwu was killed in Canada, and Xuanwu Group went bankrupt and liquidated. Are you satisfied with these endings?"

Liu Ziguang said: "What's the point of saying this? Their death is deserved, not because they have harmed me. If they are dealt with because of my current status, is the existence of the law still necessary?"

Zhao Hui laughed loudly: "You are indeed knowledgeable, I can no longer keep up with your thinking."

Liu Ziguang raised his glass and said: "Don't talk about these unhappy things, just drink."

The three of them drank a drink, and Liu Ziguang asked again: "Why haven't I seen Hu Qingsong?"

Zhao Hui said: "He became a monk and became a monk in Longquan Temple in Beijing."

Liu Ziguang was surprised: "Why do you want to become a monk?"

"What else can I do? I have seen through the world. Ma Fengfeng didn't even let him go. He took away 2% of his equity by force. He also asked the tax bureau to come to inspect the accounts and issue a fine of 10 billion. This is not forced.

Are you leading people to a dead end?"

"Can you avoid disaster by becoming a monk?"

"Perhaps he is seeking peace of mind. Hu Qingsong has been studying Buddhism with great concentration over the years and has understood many truths. Before he became a monk, he even set up a scheme to avenge Ma Fengfeng in the coal mine contracting project in Mongolia.

Billions of dollars, these are real funds."

Liu Ziguang became interested: "How did he do it?"

"Actually, it's very simple. It's just taking advantage of Ma Fengfeng's greed. Hu Qingsong has already calculated the weakness of the Ma family. The design of this bureau is perfect and there is no solution at all. The Mongolian side is also taking action from the rich and powerful second generation, as well as some fascist organizations and so on.

Even if Ma Jingsheng is still in the seat, it may not be easy to settle, let alone he has stepped down, so Ma Fengfeng can only admit defeat. This is like fighting a bird for a lifetime, and finally being pecked blind by Xiao Jiaqiao. His mouth is disgusting.

I'm so angry that I can't even swallow it when I see it."

"Where is Mr. Ma?"

"Probably drunk in some bar."

"Can we find him?"



In a bar in Sanlitun, Ma Fengfeng is lying on the bar. There is a row of whiskey glasses in front of him, all of which are double portions. He has drunk a lot, and his eyes are blurry, but he still feels that it is not enough. He wants to use alcohol to anesthetize himself completely and forget

All worries and sorrows.

There was a test sheet on him, and the result on it was HIV positive. I don't know when he had been suffering from a terminal illness. Is this God's punishment for his indulgence?

After his father retired, he seemed to have aged 20 years overnight. Various diseases also appeared, and he went to 305 all day long. During this time, Ma Fengfeng fully felt the coldness of people's departure and the harshness of the world. He only regretted that he had not been playful at the time.

Take an official career, otherwise the Ma family would not have failed so quickly.

Everything was too late, and the last working capital was lost in the Gobi desert of Mongolia. The descendants of Genghis Khan killed people more ruthlessly than their ancestors, and their methods were despicable and brutal. Even Ma Fengfeng was used to this kind of robbery.

He is ashamed of himself. He hates the Tatars who robbed him of his money; he hates the politicians who took away his father's power; he even hates the bitch who gave him AIDS, although he still doesn't know it.

Who passed it on to me?

Suddenly, several familiar faces appeared in front of him. Ma Fengfeng, with drunken eyes, pointed at the visitor and said, "Xiao Ming... Hey, who is this? Liu Ziguang!"


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