Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

But Song Feile was disappointed in the end.

He came to the terminal very early, and his eyes kept searching and searching at the airport, but the results disappointed him.

This disappointment lasted until he passed the security check, boarded the plane, and sat on the plane, but Pang Yi did not show up.

He smiled bitterly, fastened his seat belt, and flipped through the magazines on the plane.

The first-class cabin of this flight was not full, and at a glance, there were only a few people.When the plane was about to arrive, the tutor hurriedly dragged the luggage up, and Song Feile immediately stood up to help the tutor put the small pieces of luggage into the item compartment.

"Mr. He, what's wrong with your leg?" Song Feile asked in surprise. As soon as he got on the plane, he found out that the tutor was limping, obviously his right foot was injured.

"Hey, brat, I thought you were going to let the teacher dove again this time?" Mr. He sat down, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally caught up.

Mr. He mainly focuses on mining and botany. As one of his favorite students, Song Feile has been following up the projects in his hands. He is one of the seed players that the old man can get in the department. However, after being proud for a while, he began to feel frustrated , this bastard started to miss classes and meetings frequently half a year ago... which made Mr. He very depressed.

The main cooperation project in Bolivia this time is to cooperate with the government's tin mine. He knows that this bastard's family has an energy relationship, so he thought, if you don't believe me, why don't you go this time?Sure enough, Song Feile, the little bastard, quickly followed him... Mr. He was quite proud of thinking of this.

"My leg is fine, but I sprained my foot. Fortunately, I met a kind doctor that day." Otherwise, I might not be able to fly now.

Song Feile took the thin blanket from the stewardess with a smile, turned her head and asked curiously, "Where did you get the sprain? Tell me earlier that I will pick you up."

This sentence made the old man very happy, "There is a place called Pangjia Village, there has been a mudslide recently, but the village reported to the government that they found a plant that they had never seen before, you know I like these the most, so I rushed there that day. "

"Pangjia Village? The one more than 300 kilometers away from here?" Song Feile was very sensitive.

"That's right, it's a remote location, isn't it strange? Many places in China are named after the village with the most surnames." Mr. He said as he put on his seat belt, "Oh, it was evening again, and there are good-hearted people in this world. It’s still too much, otherwise the foot would be swollen to a height.”

Song Feile stuffed the magazine back to its original place and felt that he was too sensitive, so he smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing, I thought of something else, but since the place is so remote, it's really rare for you to meet someone who knows how to bandage... "

Mr. He chuckled, "He even drove me a part of the mountain road. I guess he is also from this city. Hey, I didn't ask the name, otherwise I must thank him."

"Is it about fifty, thin and tall?" Song Feile narrowed his eyes and asked thoughtfully.

He Lao was taken aback, "How do you know?" He didn't say his age.

"Teacher, is it convenient to tell me what date it is?"

"Number 18, what's the matter?"

"Is the other party wearing a gray faux leather jacket?"

"Hey, this is amazing, and you know it."

Song Feile lowered his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and his thoughts turned quickly. Isn't the 18th the day when Doctor Bai issued the appraisal report?What did he go to Pangjia Village for?

Elder He didn't care too much, he was old after all, he felt a little tired after feeling here, he fell asleep in a daze after holding on for a while.

It's a long journey, and I need to change planes halfway, this time I'm going to Potosí.Song Feile took care of all the luggage transfer procedures, and then continued to wait for the flight with the teacher at the airport. Asians are rare when the plane flies here. Song Feile remembered that the last time he came here was to track down the news of his second brother.

There are quite a few people waiting for a connecting flight. Due to boredom, all kinds of electronic devices have been resurrected one after another. Watching movies, reading novels, and surfing the Internet are having a great time.Song Feile woke up after a short nap. Before leaving, he went to the business hall to restore the previous mobile phone number.

VIP customers are treated very well, and the customer service girl is soft and coquettish to deal with him quickly. He has no other ideas, but he is afraid that Mr. He will not get used to his new number when he gets old, so he keeps calling the previous shutdown number and going home. Later, because I was busy packing my luggage, I forgot to change the card back in time.

Because after that incident, Pang Yi basically pinched his phone whenever he saw him. After changing his mobile phone number frequently, no one could find him except for a few people who were very close to him.

It's nothing to do now, Song Feile absent-mindedly started to change the phone card, and when the phone was turned on again, the scrambled text messages almost made his hands numb! !Young Master Song frowned in annoyance. There were too many messages, and it would be troublesome to delete them, such as advertisements, notifications from member VIPs, car 4S shops, schools, those who liked him, those who didn’t know him...

He now has the urge to immediately change the card back to before.The batch deletion was carried out in an orderly manner, until a certain person's name appeared on the screen, making his fingers tremble.

Pang Yi's name appeared the most times on a certain day, and Song Feile opened those text messages quickly.

——Little bastard, are you all right?Why haven't you arrived yet?

——I actually fell asleep at the airport, this unprecedented waiting is for you, you have to remember it for me.

——The beef noodles are too unpalatable. Could it be that your plane is delayed?

——It’s your sister’s, you’re going to die for replying a text message?Didn't even answer one of them.I drank several cups of coffee!

—— Forget it, I don't care about you, you can't have an accident, right?

There are many more, scolding the traffic jam, and commenting on which stewardess is more beautiful, Song Feile smiled faintly while watching, as if before him was the scene where Pang Yi was pressing his phone, scolding him and waiting.

When he turned to the last item, Song Feile froze. He felt that his internal organs were burning instantly, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe between his mouth and nose. When he looked at that sentence again, his eyes became sore and sore again. It felt like the whole world stood still at that sentence.

What Pang Yi said was: Little bastard.I so fucking miss you.

He never thought how unbearable the waiting mood is...

Song Feile held the phone and buried his head down. Pang Yi, when he read this name, his heart was surging.

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Pang Yi parked his car in the parking lot outside the airport and heard the broadcast for several hours, forcing himself not to go in.

The planes took off, landed, took off, and landed one after another. He felt that he had become a literary youth at this moment, and his mind was full of farewell lines.

The Nth plane took off and flew into the sky. At the same time, Pang Yi felt that he had tortured himself enough, so he put out the cigarette and slowly drove the car out of the parking lot.The mobile phone is connected to bluetooth, and the broadcast stops as soon as the call comes in.

"Good news! Great news!" Lin Lin's excited voice came out, "The patent application has been approved! A German company wants to sign an exclusive agency with us. Brother, we can issue it this time!"

Pang Yi was not in the mood at the moment, and simply replied to Lin Lin, "I invested so much money, hurry up and pay me back in one year."

Lin Lin was in a state of excitement, completely unaware of what was wrong with Pang Yi, and kept on talking to himself, but Pang Yi suddenly asked a very literary line.

"Lin Lin, what is love?"

If it was normal, Lin Lin would definitely feel that Pang Yi had a neuropathy attack and had to take medicine, but at this moment, he was in a [-]% mood. Even if Pang Yi said that he was going to Thailand for sex reassignment surgery, Lin Lin would answer, as long as you like it.So when Pang Yi asked him this question, he kindly replied.

"What is love? Love is probably an attachment that cannot be given up."

After speaking, he trembled, so sour and disgusting.

This is a popular advertisement for a recent Korean drama, with bus stop signs, city LED screens, and advertisements and promotions for the male and female protagonists everywhere.One of them is this.

what is love?

Love is probably an attachment that cannot be given up.

Uncle Pang is a rare artist in his life. He was sore by his friends, so he hung up the phone decisively and continued to listen to the radio while driving. There was no good program at this point, so he started to turn the channel out of boredom, and turned to a male host talking to an audience. Roaring loudly, hearing the name, this show is said to be very popular, the host is so grumpy and the S attributes are overwhelming, but the ratings are still scary.

Audience: Old...teacher...I like a man...

Host (impatient): What's so great about liking men?Not like gorillas! !Director, tell the audience not to be long-winded, come in and get straight to the point.

Audience: But...but...I think...

Moderator (impatient +1): Get to the point! !

Audience: I...I think he only likes to sleep with me! ! ! !

Host (impatient +2): Is he handsome or you?

Audience: He is...handsome...very...many...

Moderator (impatient +3): Is your brain full of lubricants? !do you know him !Knowing the length and depth in bed is not understanding! !To enter a person's heart and understand his breadth and breadth is called understanding! !How do you know he only likes to sleep with you?Are you a top black hole?Alright, we're about to get into a commercial...

Audience (crying): Old...teacher...don't enter the advertisement...

Moderator (impatient MAX): Advertisements are arranged by the system!

Then the advertisement really came in... Pang Yi was about to laugh like a madman at this paragraph, he felt sorry for the audience, he was scolded by the male host without even asking a word.

Length and depth, breadth and breadth, these adjectives are amazing.

Knowing the length and depth in bed is not understanding, but getting into a person's heart and understanding his breadth and breadth is called understanding.

Pang Yi smiled and recollected this sentence, thinking it was too interesting, but his smile changed as he recollected it.

do you know himIt seemed that the host was asking him irritably right now.

do i know himPang Yi also asked himself.

Song Feile has a face that suits him very much, and a pair of eyes that are particularly seductive, so he wonders why this kid is so pushy, why is this kid so indifferent?Why does this kid have so many eccentricities?The kid didn't seem to care about anything.

But he also has his inner world...his fear and sorrow, his joy, anger and grievance...what he cares about and what he doesn't care about...

——My brother died because of me, I...

——Baby No. 1, Baby No. 2, Baby No. 3... Which number am I?Have you ever looked at yourself before asking someone else?

——What the hell did I do wrong, you want to do this to me?Completely treat me as garbage, ready for sorting at any time! ! !

- do you like it?Give it to you.

——I will take you to Heshan for the Spring Festival.

Pang Yi's mind was about to be overwhelmed by Song Feile's past words. He couldn't control his thoughts. Everything in the past kept flashing like a marquee. He wanted to understand Song Feile's inner world more than ever. It would never be possible between them, and this longing made him unable to extricate himself like he had taken an anesthetic!

He slammed on the brakes, turned around and rushed to the airport.

Even if the drivers around him yelled at him, they turned a deaf ear to him. He went straight to the place where he bought the ticket and bought the fastest direct ticket to northern Xinjiang. When a few hours of travel + a few hours of driving made him stand at the foot of Mount Heshan Only then did Pang Yi realize that he was really crazy.