Go wild! son-in-law

Those who go home early go to bed early and get up early. After packing their luggage, Lu Pingchuan asked Lu Pingchuan to drive to the airport. He notified the old man of the landing time in advance. After getting off the car, Cao Heng explained some things and went to the terminal.

Browsing the morning news before boarding the plane, the hot search about him yesterday was Chen Mingjiang. The media reporting on him was Yuxin Media. Cao Heng thought to himself, 'That's not right. Chen Mingjiang is an investor in their company. How dare you show it like this? Calling Party A shameless? ’

He glanced at the worried woman beside him and thought, 'This is a good thing for her. When two people make mistakes, she shouldn't be scolded by only one of them. It's only fair that they both be scolded together. The public's attention shifted from her to Chen Mingjiang. , although many people were scolding Jiang Meng, at least he and Chen Mingjiang split the burden in half. ’

There was some suspicion of gloating in my heart.

The media will not do charity for no reason, especially for profit-oriented private media companies. If they want to be on the hot search, they have to spend money to buy traffic, or they must be large enough, or they must break news.

This kind of tidbits, the act of frying overnight dishes in a new pot without spending money to attract traffic cannot easily become a hot search. It seems that someone wants to divert trouble to the east and force Chen Mingjiang to clarify. The person who can use the sword to make dangerous moves is a master. I think I didn't find anyone like this among the people I knew.

"Honey, are there any scheming people you know?" He handed the phone to Jiang Meng.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly when she saw the entry. She felt it was fair at the moment. Jiang Meng stared at Cao Heng's face for a long time, "Are you sure it's not you?"

Cao Heng shook his head and said, "It's really not me."

"It's not you..." After thinking for a moment, he said, "It's either my brother or my dad. They probably don't want the public to focus on me, and they want to help me but don't want to involve Xiongyuan. Except for you I really can’t think of anyone with such a damaging move among them.”

"Why do I feel like you are scolding me? I really didn't realize that your family still has such IQ."

But this is interesting. When he said to his face that our family members have low IQs, Jiang Meng pinched his ears and said, "You are not allowed to say that to them. My brother is very smart. He is just..." He didn't know how to describe his brother.

"Yes, yes, they are all smart, extremely smart. This time, Chen Mingjiang can't sit still anymore. The chair he was sitting on at the Diaoyutai was kicked off. It may not be your family..."

When the boarding sound sounded, the two stopped fighting and boarded the plane. They bought business class. Everyone's attitude was very indifferent. They found a seat and put on eye masks and went to sleep. The same was true for Cao Heng and Jiang Meng.

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After hearing the flight attendant's reminder, Cao Heng rubbed his eyes and patted the woman who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder to wake up.

"Reached?"

"arrive."

"It's so fast! I feel like I arrived just as I fell asleep." Jiang Meng wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

What kind of fairy or goddess is she in the eyes of the outside world? She is always a human being. When it is time to live, she needs to live, needs fireworks in the world, needs to be cared for, and of course she will drool while sleeping.

As long as she has the characteristics of a human being, she will sometimes transform into a royal sister in private life, and sometimes she will transform into a cute little girl. She needs the nourishment of love life, and will speak out at all costs when she is emotional.

Get off the plane under the guidance of flight attendants. The sky of this political and cultural center city has taken on a completely new look, no longer the foggy sky seen a few years ago.

When the national economy develops to a certain scale, some industries gain world-renowned status and even lead the world. Industries with serious pollution will be replaced by industries that are cleaner and have higher returns.

People can have enough to eat, have clothes to wear, have houses to live in, and have convenient transportation. Society and even government agencies have re-emphasized the construction of ecological civilization.

Social enterprises were set up to philanthropy to manage the desert, turning the barren Gobi Desert into an oasis, proving that nothing in this world cannot be changed. If you have faith in your heart and perseverance, you can change the world.

Those entrepreneurs who are scolded every day have done something practical.

As I walked out of the airport with my suitcase in hand, I saw a well-dressed middle-aged man in the crowd. He was still wearing a coat on a hot day. It wasn't that he wasn't hot, but he wanted to cover up something. He walked over quickly and said, "Uncle Song, please excuse me."

"You guys are still polite to me. I won't pick you up every time you come back."

"This is my wife, honey. This is Uncle Song, the old man's assistant." The driver in the eyes of outsiders is actually the old man's confidant. Anyone who wants to see the old man needs to go through him.

Jiang Meng called Cao Heng, "Hello, Uncle Song!"

"Okay, okay, let's go, get in the car and go home." Song Ziwen reached out to take the suitcase from Jiang Meng's hand.

"Uncle Song, I can just come by myself. It's already troublesome enough for you to pick us up."

As an elder, he was not polite to the young people. He walked in front and led the way, his back straight, and every step he took seemed to be deliberately measured with a ruler.

Elder Cao Heng's identity is not simple, the people following him have a majestic aura.

"I'll get the suitcases." Cao Heng followed with two suitcases.

Walking side by side with him with an uneasy heart, what is his identity? If you can get an imposing-looking uncle to pick you up at the airport, how should you greet his elders when you see him later? ..... Countless questions linger in my mind.

Cao Heng comforted him softly, "Don't be nervous, just treat them like ordinary old men. The more cautious you are and fear of saying the wrong thing, the less favorable he will be towards you. They like confident and calm juniors."

After walking to the airport parking lot and placing the luggage, Cao Heng opened the car door and let Jiang Meng sit in the back seat. He opened the passenger seat. Song Ziwen said, "You sit in the back with your wife. There is no need to deliberately sit in the front with me, an old man."

Cao Heng obeyed his words and sat in the back row, "You are not old at all. My little sister now likes an uncle like you."

"You're still so lovable, kid."

"I'm not lovable. If I were likable, the old man wouldn't have to say I'll kill you."

"That's a mantra he has developed over decades, so he can't bear to kill you." I have seen many times that a high-ranking old man was so angry at the kid behind him.

The two of them were going back and forth. Jiang Meng told herself to be confident and calm, but she was still very nervous. The car was an ordinary car, an old model A6. Many years ago, it was the first choice vehicle for government agencies and units, and it was a symbol of power.

After passing many intersections, passing through countless reinforced concrete jungles, entering alleys, and then arriving at empty alleys with no pedestrians, I felt a sense of oppression.

I went to school in this city many years ago and have never been here, but I know that the people who live here are the old people in the center of power in the country.

The car stopped in front of a compound. The armed police stopped the car, checked their luggage, looked at Cao Heng, smiled and said, "I'm back."

"Yes! We came here last time. You weren't there that time. We changed shifts and had a meal together in the evening." We met after returning to China. At that time, we were bored every day, so we often chatted with him.

"Okay, just call me."

"Just go in and don't go outside. The rules don't allow you to go out and contact people outside at will." After Cao Heng said this, he entered the car.

The vehicle started on the road again and entered the compound. There were quaint small buildings, thick poplar trees, and fallen leaves on the ground. Retired old men in military uniforms gathered together to play chess. Jiang Meng was very confused about how Cao Heng knew the people here.

Isn't he an orphan? Wouldn't he deliberately conceal his identity to gain experience in the world like the male protagonist in the novel? The whole person got off the car like a wooden man.

Song Ziwen opened the small building with a simple exterior wall, "The old man is still working and should be back for dinner at noon. The sheets and bedding in your room are all new. He went to the supermarket to buy them after get off work yesterday."

Jiang Meng said politely, "Thank you, Uncle Song."

"You're welcome!" After Song Ziwen said that, he got in the car and left.