Chapter 569: The Son Who Returned to China
At more than nine o'clock in the evening, the whole city was illuminated by the lights as bright as day, and the bustling streets were full of traffic.
"I've been waiting for you here for half an hour, why did you still take a taxi here?" Han Liang asked with a smile when he saw Guo Sheng present.
"Hehe, I don't have a car myself, my house is so far away from the city center, I can't come here on a motorcycle. Guo Sheng took the cigarette handed by Han Liang and responded with a smile.
"Oh, I'll go, you've been messing with Zhang Mingyu all your life, and you haven't even mixed up with the trolley?" Han Liang smiled speechlessly, patted Guo Sheng's arm, and took the lead to walk towards the song hall: "That's it, we have more snacks for this time, as long as the result is achieved, I will send you the trolley." β
"Oh, that's a good dare!" Guo Sheng responded flatteredly, then looked at the crowded song hall, and sighed: "Liangzi, let's talk about things here, it may not be good to be seen?"
"Put your heart in your belly, this is our own family's property, and no outsider will see you. Han Liang replied with a smile.
"You Changjin Group do have some strength. Guo Sheng looked at the brightly lit song hall and nodded again and again.
After everyone went upstairs, as soon as the front foot entered the private room, the foreman walked into the house with a group of scantily clad and beautiful young and beautiful girls.
"Lao Guo, pick one. Han Liang waved his hand and leaned on the sofa relaxedly.
"Goo-dong!"
When Guo Sheng heard this, he swallowed his saliva, obviously a little overwhelmed, as a worker who has worked in the factory for most of his life, he really can't keep up with the development trend of the times, and is a little dizzy by a row of white flowers' long legs: "This, is it appropriate?"
"What's inappropriate, it's up to you, sit down!" Han Liang beckoned to a girl on the other side, called him to Guo Sheng's side, and then continued: "Xinfa Factory, how is it?"
"Didn't I tell you on the phone, this morning, Yang Dong took people to Zhang Mingyu's office, and injured several people. Guo Sheng glanced at the big white legs of the girl next to him with his spare eyes, and continued: "Yang Dong said that if Lao Zhang does not agree to sell the land, he will cut off the convoy of Xinfa Factory!"
"Yang Dong's thing is a bit strange, he went directly to Xinfa Factory today, isn't it equivalent to carrying Zou Dehao's matter?" Han Liang picked up a piece of watermelon in the fruit bowl and responded while eating.
"Yes, I also wonder about this, but I talked to Zhang Mingyu afterwards and told him that I was going to use my son's relationship to find a group of labor prisoners who had been released from prison to help fight against Yang Dong. Guo Sheng paused: "This group of people, you have to help me find them." β
Han Liang nibbled on the watermelon without squeaking.
"Liangzi, I don't know what purpose you are trying to achieve against Juding Company, but I cooperate with you to reduce my son's sentence and then earn a pension money, so I, like you, also hope that our goal can be achieved, I know that you don't want to get too involved in this matter now, but you also have to know that with my own ability, even if I work hard, it is impossible to stop Yang Dong and those people. β
"Well, what you said makes sense. Han Liang lowered his head and pondered for a while, then looked at the young man on the side: "Go, call Bai Chenghu up!"
"Hey!" the young man nodded, got up directly, and walked out the door.
"Come, drink!" After Han Liang finished speaking, he picked up his wine glass and touched it with Guo Sheng.
"Okay!" Guo Sheng drank the wine in a restrained manner.
"Brother Guo, don't just drink, sing a song?" The girl next to her grabbed Guo Sheng's arm.
"You can really make trouble, how can I sing!" Guo Sheng was touched by the girl, as if he was electrocuted.
"It's okay, singing and playing. β
"Okay, then you can give me a song of slender love. β
β......β
About four or five minutes later, as soon as Guo Sheng finished singing a song, the young man who was sent out by Han Liang pushed open the door and walked into the room with two young men of twenty-six or seventeen.
"Brother Liang, are you looking for me?" A young man led by him nodded slightly, opened his mouth and asked, this young man is quite strong, wearing a hurdle vest, between movements, you can vaguely see the tattoo of the Buddha's head behind him, this person is Bai Chenghu that Han Liang is looking for, and the other person is Bai Chenghu's cousin Bai Chenghao.
"Ah, come and sit. Han Liang beckoned, let the two brothers of the Bai family sit beside him, lit a cigarette, and asked casually, "I heard that in the past few days, you are going to go back to your hometown in Anyang to develop?"
"Well, yes. Bai Chenghu nodded, and said without hesitation: "When I ran out of my hometown, it was because I offended our hometown, Shi Yigang of Shengdong Company, at that time, they were on my side, and the thieves were fucking crazy, I was cleaned up by this fool because of a girl's business, and after this incident at that time, I didn't have the face to stay in my hometown, didn't I just run to Big L, these years, thank you for taking care of me, hehe." β
"It's so good, why do you suddenly want to leave?" Han Liang pushed the cigarette case on the coffee table in front of Bai Chenghu and continued to ask casually.
"I'm homesick, no matter how good the city is, it's not my roots. Bai Chenghu grinned, thought about it and added: "Now Shengdong Company is yellow, there are a few relatively large bastards in our hometown, since Zhang Kang and Gan Chudong and their group were sentenced to death, there are no tough people in Anyang, I have made a lot of money under your hands in the past few years, now go back and invest in some small business or something, seize the opportunity, and you should be able to go up." β
"That's right, people are this thing, isn't it a fallen leaf to return to the roots, if you want to go home, I can't stop it. Han Liang pursed his lips and smiled: "Go back to do business, do you have enough money in your hand?"
"The big business can't be supported, but I rely on my original relationship to do a small gamble and put some money in print, there should be no problem. Bai Chenghu replied quite truthfully.
"That's it, before leaving, you can help me do one more thing, and when this thing is done, I'll give you some more, so that you can go back to your hometown in style, after all, you have messed with me once, and I can't treat you too badly." Han Liang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay?"
"Okay!" Bai Chenghu didn't even ask anything when he heard this, so he nodded without hesitation, because Bai Chenghu at this time was already ready to go back to his hometown to develop, so he was not afraid of offending people locally, and no one was too much about money.
"Let me introduce you, this is Guo Sheng of Xigang Xinfa Garment Factory, deputy director Guo. Han Liang leaned back and exposed Guo Sheng.
"Brother Guo, hello!" Bai Chenghu nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand through Han Liang.
"Hey, hello!" Guo Sheng responded a little timidly when he faced Bai Chenghu, who looked like a social hooligan
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At the same time, an international flight from Australia to China slowly landed at North J Capital International Airport, and then a middle-aged man about thirty-five years old, with a well-maintained young woman, and a little boy about six or seven years old, left from the T2 terminal and stood on the side of the road.
"Husband, otherwise let's go buy a ticket back to Da L and fly back overnight. The young woman looked at the unfamiliar street scene in front of her, and asked the middle-aged man with a sideways look.
"Oh, it's been fourteen or fifteen hours on the road, you're not tired, I'm still tired, let's go, find a hotel to rest first!" The middle-aged man waved his hand tiredly, and walked over to a taxi on the side of the road with the child.
"Husband, let's go back to Big L directly, now there is not much money in the card, and the consumption in North J is relatively high, if we stay here today, we may not even have enough money for the ticket to go back tomorrow!" the young woman insisted.
"I found out that you have lived abroad for a long time, how can your brain be the same as those foreigners, all the tendons? Have you forgotten where this is? This is the motherland! Besides, my dad has such a big factory in his hands, and if I make a phone call, won't he call me the money! Come, son, get in the car!" The middle-aged man said his words and sat directly in the car with the child.
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"I'm taking you back to China this time to see my grandfather. The middle-aged man responded, then turned his head out of the car and looked at the young woman: "Get in the car!
"Husband, do you think Dad will give you so much money this time?" the young woman pursed her lips and sat in the car.
"Don't worry, the old man is just a son like me, what is the difference between his money and my money? You grew up abroad, so you don't know the relationship between father and son in China, this is different from abroad, the old man in China, in this life, is almost for the child to live!" The middle-aged man waved his hand to the taxi driver: "Go to the nearest five-star hotel, the price doesn't matter, but the environment must be good!"
"Okay!" the driver replied and started the car.
"Do we still live in a five-star hotel?" the young woman frowned and looked at the middle-aged man, and asked with some hatred.
"Oh, didn't I say it, my dad is rich!" replied with an impatient face.
"Zhang Wenze! In front of the children, I will trouble you to make an image of a father, okay? You are already thirty-five years old, are you still going to return to China to gnaw at the old?" A trace of indignation instantly appeared on the young woman's face: "If it weren't for the fact that when you went to Las Vegas on a business trip, you lost your fortune in the casino!
"Oh, shut up! It's all fucking wrong! What's the use of me? And everything we do in Australia is what I worked hard for! Now I don't have a house or a car! The company has gone out of business! And I owe a fucking famine! The court has been threatening me all day long and sentenced me if I don't pay back! Do you think I'm willing to do this!" After choking on a sentence, Zhang Wenze took out his mobile phone and replaced it with a new domestic SIM card at the airport, and rummaged through the mobile phone address book: "I'll call my dad now!" Shut your mouth shut for me!
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Big L, Zhang Mingyu's home.
Because his wife died early and his son emigrated abroad, so for so many years, Zhang Mingyu has always lived alone, just like most men who live alone, although Zhang Mingyu's economic conditions are okay, but his usual living conditions are somewhat sloppy, and he is more than able to settle down, this night after he got off work, he watched the news in the study for a long time, until about half past nine, he felt a little hungry, and then went to the kitchen to cook a bag of quick-frozen dumplings.
"Ringing ringing!"
When Zhang Mingyu was serving dumplings here, his mobile phone suddenly rang while reading the novel, and when he saw that the call was an unfamiliar number belonging to the capital, Zhang Mingyu answered the phone with some confusion: "Hello, who one?"
"Dad, I'm Wen Ze!" Zhang Wenze laughed heartily, and a slightly excited voice came out of the earpiece.