Today, the sky is clear, the atmospheric visibility is very high, Liu Kunlun can clearly see a blue and white painted American-made Bell helicopter flying through the air, he knows that Wang Huayun is sitting in it, looking down on the world from the air, does he know that his son, who has never met him, is also among the people.

Wang Huayun is old, but for the trendy things have always been unambiguous, he likes luxury cars and watches handicrafts, naturally interested in helicopters, this new type of transportation can have higher efficiency than others in the super congested metropolis, of course, in China is still slightly ahead, this helicopter ride is also for the air show scene.

The helicopter landed on the tarmac, the hatch opened, a group of reporters rushed up to flash to take pictures and videos, Wang Huayun came out of the cabin, stood still and waved his hand, and then left calmly, the attendant held up a huge parasol and was repelled by him with a wave of his hand, the old man himself took off his Ray-Ban glasses from the collar of his pale green polo shirt and put them on, he was eighty years old, still graceful, with a straight waist, and looked similar to a middle-aged man in his fifties.

Liu Kunlun and others were waiting in the VIP area, in addition to the three brothers and sisters, there were also Jiang Hang's President Wei, Li Ming, Chao Xiaochuan and some staff, it was basically a family gathering.

Wang Huayun walked over with a smile, Liu Kunlun wiped his hand on his pants, and when it came to the end, he was not nervous, staring closely at the old man who looked very similar to himself, and said in his heart that this is what I will look like when I am old, so that Wang Huayun and Wei Zhonghua didn't hear what they were saying, only saw Li Ming stretching out his hand to this side, and beckoning to himself.

Liu Kunlun stepped forward, hesitating whether to stretch out his hand or bow and salute, but he didn't expect Wang Huayun to give him a hug, a very eager hug, which really made him feel at a loss.

"You've been out there all these years, and you've suffered. Wang Huayun said.

The happiest is Li Ming, Wang Huayun's actions are symbolic, the boss recognized the child, which is equivalent to giving him the identity of the heir, the family inheritance is not the throne after all, you can only sit alone, if Liu Kunlun does not make a big mistake, Wang Huayun will inherit a small part of the inheritance after a hundred years It is no problem, just like Wang Huayun's brothers of the same generation, they have also inherited part of the property of the previous generation, living a worry-free life of food and clothing, far beyond ordinary people.

I made the right move, Li Ming was secretly proud.

Another happy person is Wei Zhonghua, originally he was still a little puzzled, whether Liu Kunlun is Wang Huayun's son or not, the mystery has only been solved now, properly and rightly, what is this called, this is called fate! His daughter is Lala, and the first boyfriend he found is the son of the richest man, God is really kind to the Wei family, as for the question of whether Liu Kunlun is a son-in-law, Wei Zhonghua doesn't care at all.

Wang Huayun said hello to Wang Haicong and Lin Haiying's brothers and sisters, and asked her daughter: "Is your mother okay, is she here?"

"Mom is very busy. Lin Haiying said.

"Well, keep her busy. Wang Huayun nodded, looked around, the VIP area is far away from the ordinary audience area, this is the best place to observe aerobatics, and everyone has a telescope in front of them.

"We have invited five internationally renowned aerobatic teams...... Wei Zhonghua stepped forward and introduced them attentively.

"Well, I saw it, Mr. Wei was attentive. Wang Huayun praised approvingly, Wei Zhonghua's heart was full of joy, and when he saw that the old man had no intention of continuing to talk, he quietly retreated.

The waiter served cold beer and barbecue, but was blocked by the staff next to Wang Huayun, Wang Huayun smiled: "Gout, I can't enjoy a lot of food, but I brought you some delicious food." ”

An incubator was presented full of flown French oysters, and Lin Haiying's eyes lit up: "My favorite Fine de Claire Vrete green jade oysters!

Wang Huayun smiled kindly, Liu Kunlun's heart moved, this father looks very kind, and his fate may really have turned.

"I also have a gift for you. Lin Haiying took out an envelope, Wang Huayun looked at it, nodded and smiled: "The admission letter of the University of the Arts London, Haiying is good, but the oysters are not a gift from your father, the real gift is here." ”

The staff took out a box and opened it, and inside was the title deed paperwork.

"This is a farmstead in Provence, and my father gave it to you for art. ”

Wei Zhonghua was stunned, he is also an elite executive, and buying gifts for his daughter is just something worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Liu Kunlun's heart moved, and he was grateful to Wang Haicong, if he hadn't reminded him to prepare gifts, he would have been passive this time.

"Thank you, Dad, in fact, Liu Kunlun also has a gift. His words were preemptively said by Lin Haiying, but Liu Kunlun was very grateful, because he didn't know how to speak, and he couldn't call his father, his father was only one, and that was the lame blind Liu Jinshan.

"Oh, what's it? I'm interested. Wang Huayun turned to Liu Kunlun, full of anticipation.

"It's a painting. Liu Kunlun said that he was a little drumming in his heart, he didn't know if this painting was right for Wang Huayun's appetite, but it was indeed the best thing he could come up with.

Two staff members came over with a picture frame, the size was very large, covered with cloth, and they couldn't see the true face of Lushan, Wang Huayun walked to him, everyone held their breath, only to see Wang Huayun tear off the cloth, and a bizarre and colorful incomprehensible painting was presented in front of him.

Almost everyone couldn't understand the painting, Chao Xiaochuan scoffed, Li Ming didn't know what to do, Wang Haicong smiled and didn't speak, Wei Zhonghua was dizzy, only Lin Haiying smiled and was confident.

Wang Huayun looked at it for a long time, and slowly praised: "Great sorrow and joy, great artistic conception, mountains and rivers are reckless, love and hatred, all in this painting, Kunlun, your talent is not under the sea cherry, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Li Ming breathed a sigh of relief, there is no one to praise this praise, stable, stable.

Wang Huayun returned to his seat and beckoned Liu Kunlun to come over.

"You have suffered a lot of grievances and suffered a lot over the years, and your father knows it. ”

A secretary came over.

"Transfer all the shares of Jiangdong Airlines held by the consortium to Kunlun. Wang Huayun is really generous, a belated father's gift is more than hundreds of millions, Liu Kunlun has not reacted, Wei Zhonghua can no longer sit still, in the future, his son-in-law will be the super shareholder of Jianghang, and his position will no longer be shaken, even if he is not the general manager, it is extremely safe.

"Don't thank you, old man. Li Ming hurriedly reminded.

"Thank you. Liu Kunlun said briefly, he can't do intimate actions, and he can't figure out the family relationship of the wealthy family, but since he participated in the game, he has to keep playing.

Wang Huayun said: "You used to be called Liu Kunlun, but in the future, this name is not suitable to be called again, change your name with reference to the generations of their brothers and sisters, and call it Wang Haikun." ”

The ghost is almost dead, Liu Kunlun replied: "No, I only have one name, that is Liu Kunlun, my friends are used to it, and I don't want to change it." ”

"Kunlun, don't be willful. Li Ming was frightened, this child is too rebellious, his father's name represents recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors, this is a great thing, how can he still push it out.

"Personality. Wang Huayun nodded and didn't say anything more.

The show began, and the Alonso aerobatic team from Spain began to perform aerial ballet, which used small propeller planes, painted in bright colors, red and purple, and flew in the air with smoke instead of causing a burst of screams on the ground.

In the interval between performances, Wang Haicong finally presented his gift, his gift is more unique, you need to move to watch, everyone came to the hangar, although this gift blocked the curtain, but from the general outline of the reflection can also be seen to be an airplane.

Liu Kunlun secretly admired Wang Haicong's handwriting, a plane, at least a few million, such a gift really can't be taken out by himself, but this business package will not be profitable, and his father's return gift will only be heavier.

"Dad, I have traveled to more than a dozen countries and visited hundreds of people in order to prepare this gift, God willing, it was finally done before your birthday, and now please unveil it. Wang Haicong's voice trembled slightly, which showed the preciousness of this gift.

Wang Huayun smiled and stepped forward to pull down the curtain, and what caught his eye was a brand-new World War II propeller fighter, with a hideous shark mouth painted on the nose, and the blue sky and white sun logo on the wings, this is the fighter of the Flying Tigers, but this is not the whole gift, there are six gray-haired old men standing in front of the wings, leather jackets and boat-shaped hats, looking at this shape, you know that they are old comrades-in-arms of the year.

The applause rang out, and everyone was moved by Wang Haicong's filial piety and perseverance, to know how difficult it was to piece together a P40 fighter during World War II, although there are still some old stocks in the world, but they are all collectors' baby bumps, no one will cut love, God knows how much effort Wang Haicong has put in.

There are also these old comrades-in-arms of the Flying Tigers, and it is also a lot of work and money to gather them from all over the world, but for the sake of my father's smile, it is all worth it.

Wang Huayun is a graduate of Southwest Associated University, he did not graduate from the pen from Rong, from the translation of the Flying Tigers to the pilot only took a turn, he was the wingman of the ace pilot Chen Bei, flying this kind of single-seat single-engine piston fighter produced by Curtis, in the long sky of the motherland made great achievements, and the painting presented by Liu Kunlun just now, the artistic conception depicted is the magnificent scene of love and hate of blood and fire back then.

The plane is completely refurbished, the original, even the M2 machine gun under the wing is real, but the barrel is welded and cannot be fired, as an old pilot, seeing this plane will inevitably give birth to the idea of wanting to soar into the sky again.

"Dad, do you want to go up and go around. Wang Haicong instigated, he knew that Wang Huayun's physical condition was allowed, and the old man had personally flown a small plane when he was on vacation in the United States, and this body itself was not left behind.

Wang Huayun was full of interest: "The old wing is inspiring, and the ambition is thousands of miles, so I will sacrifice an ugly." ”

When the staff went to get the flight suit and helmet, Wang Huayun had a good conversation with his old comrades-in-arms, but when the equipment was brought, he hesitated, hesitated for a moment and said: "It's not okay to be disobedient to the old, fortunately, I still have a successor, Kunlun, I heard that your flying skills are good, can you fly for your father once?"

"No problem. Liu Kunlun has long been eager to try, the P40 is not comparable to Cessna, this ferocious aerial monster was the master of the skies over China sixty years ago, with a thousand-horsepower engine and six 12.7mm machine guns under the wings that can easily slaughter the Japanese, although he has never piloted this old fighter, but in his dreams he has long been familiar with it as his companion.

Liu Kunlun changed into a flight suit, checked the plane's instruments, and drove out of the hangar, the runway and the sky were reserved for him, and a wonderful air show was about to begin.

But after Liu Kunlun went to the sky, he realized that something was wrong with the plane, and after a few minutes he lost control, the oil circuit was broken, the propeller stalled, and the control lever became a thousand pounds.

Liu Kunlun suddenly realized that this gift was tampered with, and he died in heaven.