Crossflow

In the early morning, amidst the relentless beeping of the alarm clock, Tao Fengche finally woke up in a daze from his sleep.

He reached out his hand to turn off the alarm clock, but he couldn't reach out for a while—he lost the feeling of his right hand.

After realizing this, he woke up almost instantly, switched his left hand to turn off the alarm clock, then tentatively took out the cell phone he was holding tightly in his right hand, and rubbed the palm of his right hand with his left hand.

Tao Fengche involuntarily frowned as his stiff right hand continuously felt soreness and tingling.

After maintaining the same posture for a long time, the fingers are completely useless.

But there is no one to blame for this, Tao Fengche himself is to blame.

Last night, he fell asleep watching Sui Yuesheng's circle of friends.

Just as Tao Fengche expected, Sui Yuesheng is not the type of person who likes to post news to share his life. He can count the number of Moments he has posted on two hands, and he turned to the bottom in a short while.

Tao Fengche flipped through the pages, and even saw a graduation photo of Sui Yuesheng when he was in college.

Sui Yuesheng in the photo has shortened the curly hair that grew to his chest when he was a teenager, and the length is about the same as now, but his face is between a teenager and a youth, and he looks a little green.He was wearing a bachelor's uniform, with a smile on his lips, and looked very happy.

Tao Fengche secretly reached out his hand and touched Sui Yuesheng's face in the photo.

The latest Moments post was published on the evening of May 25th. There is no caption, and there is only a solitary photo, which is a moon shot from the porthole of the plane.

...It turns out that my brother returned home on this day.Tao Fengche's thoughts moved slightly.

After that, there will be no new content, whether it is taking over the Tao family, taking charge of the Tao family, or reuniting with Tao Fengche... Sui Yuesheng has never posted a song, and he has not even shared a song in Moments song.

With only a few circles of friends, Tao Fengche turned to the end in less than 3 minutes, but he stared at them for a long time until he lost consciousness and fell into a dark dream without knowing it.

There is one more thing that cannot be explained.

Tao Fengche slowly massaged his right hand with his left hand, slowly rubbing open the clogged blood vessels, and when he regained consciousness, he rolled over and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Dow's production bases are all over Kyushu, and there are three factories in Jingpu City. If you start from Tao's ancestral home, the nearest one can be reached by car in an hour and a half, and the farthest one needs to be taken by plane.

The researcher that Jing Ning sent to bring Tao Fengche was a middle-aged alpha, who added Tao Fengche's friend on social software yesterday afternoon, introduced himself as Wang, and was from the Synthetic Drug Research Department of the research institute. director.

He called Tao Fengche Tao Shao, and then asked him to call his own name directly.

The first time Tao Fengche saw this news, his hairs stood on end.

According to the Tao family's ancestral training, he has always respected people with knowledge. If he really followed Director Wang's words today, he would do so. The old man will definitely beat him up in a dream.

Tao Fengche hastily refused, saying that since he is studying in the research institute, he is an ordinary researcher. I will call you Director Wang, and you can call me Xiaotao. Director Wang couldn't hold him back, so he readily agreed.

He discussed it with Tao Fengche, and said that it would be better to look at it from near to far according to the distance from the research institute. Tao Fengche was so happy, the two hit it off immediately, and agreed to start from their homes and meet in front of the base.

In Tao Fengche's imagination, to inspect the production base is to go to the production line to see the specific operation process, and then sample several kinds of medicines, but when he followed Director Wang into the factory building, he found that things were not as he imagined. The ones in it don't seem to be the same.

Accompanied by the person in charge of the base, Director Wang took Tao Fengche around, saw the operation of the equipment from the production process all the way, went to the storage place of raw materials and semi-finished products, and then went to the laboratory to look at the spectrometer... He even I also went into the aseptic operation room in person, and was meticulous and responsible to the extreme.

Tao Fengche's tongue clicked in his heart, and he had a new impression of this strange alpha.

Director Wang's efficiency is very high. Even if he reads so carefully, he can almost see a production base in one day.

On Tuesday evening, when the two parted, Director Wang asked Tao Fengche for his ID number, saying that he wanted to book him a plane ticket to the other side of Jingpu early in the morning. Tao Fengche nodded and went smoothly. Just sent it to him.

He didn't think it was a big deal, so he wrote it down in the memo casually, and was going to tell Xu Song when the end of the month was approaching, asking him to call Director Wang for the air ticket, and then he also forgot about it.

Early on Wednesday morning, Tao Fengche got up early from the bed, and when he went downstairs to have breakfast after washing, he was still a little excited in his heart—the Tao family had their own private jet, and there were more than one of them, and it was precisely because of this , he rarely has the opportunity to travel by civil aviation.

When Xu Song passed by the restaurant, he caught a glimpse of Tao Fengche, and was a little surprised: "Master, why don't you sleep a little longer today? It's not too late to eat breakfast after getting on the plane."

Tao Fengche was at a loss: "Because... the plane food is not good?"

He has only flown in civil aviation once or twice, but even in the first class, the food is of an average standard, which is completely incomparable with that prepared by the chef at home.And this time it was Director Wang who booked the ticket, and he didn't even ask what class the other party booked. Anyway, it was only more than an hour of flight time, and Ren Ren passed away.

Xu Song was very confused: "The chef on the plane has never been changed. Didn't you praise the delicious food before, young master? If you think it's not to your liking, I'll replace it for you from the ancestral house?"

Tao Fengche: "...?"

The chicken and the duck talked for a long time, and he finally realized that what they were talking about was not the same thing at all—he was talking about the civil aviation plane meal, and Xu Song was talking about the family's private jet.

"Uncle Xu, you misunderstood, it has nothing to do with the plane at home." Tao Fengche wiped his mouth with a tissue, "I took the civil aviation flight with Director Wang this time, and the food on the plane was quite unpalatable."

He stood up and was about to go, but Xu Song stepped forward and blocked his way with embarrassment written all over his face.

"But the flight route has been approved, young master, the Maybach you usually take has arrived at the airport and is waiting there. It is not convenient for civil aviation to bring bodyguards or guns. Why don't you discuss it with Director Wang and let him Let’s take the plane at home together, it’s more comfortable than civil aviation.”

Tao Fengche frowned, and wanted to refuse.

He has always disliked the close protection of bodyguards. Even though the situation is tense now, but he is just going to his home's production base, there is no need to be so alarmed.

Besides, aren't the two previous bases also good?

He thought so, so he asked.

Xu Song: "..."

That's because, of course, there were plainclothes bodyguards who were good at lurking following you, but you didn't know it.

But even if he gave him ten courageous words, he didn't dare to tell Tao Fengche, so he could only vaguely say, "This time it's different..."

"You know what the situation is now. The young master is still abroad. If something happens to you at this time, let alone what will happen to the Tao family. After I die, what face do I have to see Mr.?"

"You know, after that incident, the family property does not mean that it is completely safe."

Xu Song let out a long sigh.

With a thought in Tao Fengche's mind, the words of refusal were on his lips, but suddenly he couldn't say anything.

Xu Song is now at the age of knowing his destiny. After Tao Zhi walked, he became obviously much older.White hair can be dyed black with hair dye, but aging is irreversible. The wrinkles and ravines on Xu Song's face can no longer be hidden.

Tao Fengche sighed, and complained in a low voice, "But this is too exaggerated..."

This is ready to let go.

But Xu Song, who was worried, mistook Tao Fengche's words as a sign of rejection.His brain was spinning rapidly, and suddenly he had an idea: "Why don't I call Young Master Sui and ask for his opinion?"

Xu Song has a well-thought-out plan.If anyone was more worried about Tao Fengche's safety than him, after Zhao Jiayang was removed, only Sui Yuesheng was left.

If he found out about this, not only would he raise his hands in favor of his decision, but he would probably double the number of bodyguards, and he would follow the young master's words, and the young master would always listen.

With hidden expectations in his heart, he stared at Tao Fengche, only waiting for his nod.

Tao Fengche: "..."

No, I'm not ready to agree yet!Why do you still follow Yuesheng to call to complain? !

He cursed in his heart, and quickly gave in: "...so be it."

Satisfied, Xu Song contacted the driver and asked him to go to the garage to bring another car over to pick him up. Although Tao Fengche was unwilling in every possible way, he still bit the bullet and sent a message to Director Wang, informing him that he might need to change the car today. A way of traveling.

[Director Wang]: [Do you want to change to the high-speed rail?I'm almost at the airport, so I might not be in time to turn around now, why don't we just meet up there then? ]

[Tao Fengche]: [Not changing to the high-speed rail, director, please wait a moment at the airport, I will be there right away. ]

[Director Wang]: [I'm sorry, Xiaotao, I don't understand what you mean. ]

[Tao Fengche]: [Send me a message after you arrive at the airport, I will find someone to pick you up, we will take a private plane later. ]

Director Wang was silent for a long time, and finally replied "OK".

Tao's Research Institute pays well. As a senior engineer, his salary is naturally not low, and he has accumulated some savings over the years. He is the group with the highest income among his classmates, which is more than enough for the middle class.

Today, Director Wang, who has devoted his whole life to scientific research, has finally realized what is called the power of capital.

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Tao’s private jet is not the same as the small helicopters in the eyes of the public. The type used is the type commonly used by passenger planes. The plane has its own beds and bathing facilities, and even has an independent entertainment room and massage room. It has everything you need for a movie screening room and a mobile palace in the sky.

After boarding the plane, Tao Fengche saw the shock hidden in Director Wang's eyes, and was a little worried that he would feel uncomfortable if he was around, so he made an excuse and said that he needed to take a rest first to let him take care of himself, and then went straight into the plane. room.

The stewardess had turned the bed down a long time ago, and after Tao Fengche told her to fulfill all Director Wang's requirements, she spread out on the bed and let out a long sigh.

He ate very full at home, so he had no interest in the dazzling array of breakfasts on the plane. He kept lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and when the plane stabilized, he finally noticed something was wrong.

——No, he obviously didn’t do anything, and he had a valid reason, why Xu Song said that he wanted to call Sui Yuesheng to complain, it was like his brain suddenly went down, he was in a turmoil, and he was immediately led by the nose gone?