Seventy-seventh Arrival
Early in the morning, after Fang Cheng sent Xiao Jingyu to class, he drove to his father's company. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Only Fang Wenbin sat alone in the corner drinking tea in the office of Nuoda.
He was used to working with his employees, so he didn't have his own office.
"You're here" Fang Wenbin beckoned to him when he saw Fang Cheng coming.
"Dad, do you have anything on your mind, you can tell me" Fang Cheng went straight to the point.
"Recently, several bigwigs in the province want to see me, and you may need to be present at that time."
"Okay, but I'm not involved in your business. ā
"It's good for you to listen" Fang Wenbin also didn't want everything to be dominated by Fang Cheng, and the province's attitude towards him still needs to be considered.
"What about other than this?" Fang Cheng didn't believe it, his father called him over early in the morning to talk about this.
"I'm going to retire this year," Fang Wenbin put down the teacup in his hand and said solemnly.
"Why did you suddenly talk about this?" Fang Cheng looked at his father, who was called a workaholic by his subordinates, with some puzzlement.
"I didn't work for your mother and son before, but now it's time for me to rest. In the future, I can accompany your mother to travel around the world."
Fang Cheng replied with a smile when he heard this: "It's true to live in a two-person world, even my son is disgusted."
"Anyway, don't worry about your affairs, the company is so big now, no one will let it fall, and I should enjoy the blessings." ā
"Okay, I'm fine, but what about those projects?" Fang Cheng couldn't help but ask.
"Businessmen seek profits, as long as there are interests, are you afraid that no one will do this?"
"There is no distance and proximity, and people have relatives and relatives" Fang Cheng is also unwilling to force it.
"Well, I don't know what you're thinking. Fang Wenbin got up and poured a cup of tea for his son.
The father and son walked to the rest area one after the other.
"Are you staying at home all winter break?"
"Why, I'm in the way after only a day or two back?"
"You stinky boy, your mother hasn't made me a late-night snack since you came back. ā
"It's not good for middle-aged people to eat supper"
"It's not good for young people to eat supper"
"Anyway, I won't get fat if I eat ten meals a day"
This is a sad story, Fang Wenbin has long passed the age of eating freely, in order to maintain a healthy body, he has been following the advice of a private dietitian to choose recipes, and strictly control calorie intake every day.
"Okay, I'll teach you a set of fitness methods in a few days, and it doesn't matter if you let go of eating in the future. ā
"Martial arts?"
"Sort of, but you need a master to leave a spiritual guide" Fang Cheng also saw the tattoo on Lin Yi's arm, so he had this idea.
If you leave a spiritual guide on your father, it will not only make it easier to communicate with him in the future, but also better protect him.
"Xiao Cheng, have you ever thought about starting a sect?"
Fang Cheng was silent and did not answer this question that he had subconsciously ignored before.
Mortals live no more than 100 yuan, so they are eager to live for a hundred years and pass on through the ages.
But Fang Cheng is different, he can live longer than human history, so it doesn't mean anything to him at all.
He will eventually become a living epic.
All the sects in the world were founded by losers who wanted to live forever.
They have gained fame by writing legendary stories for themselves to be remembered and revered by future generations.
The real enlightened person is like a great hidden in the city, but the name of the town is in the heavens, and the voice has been spread through the ages, and the so-called people know them but do not see them.
"Start a sect, let's talk about it when the time comes" Fang Cheng whispered, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea.
The tea is green and astringent, and it has a unique flavor.
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Since Fang Cheng had his winter vacation, Jiang Yuzhu had lived a tormented life.
Because she had to report Fang Cheng's daily movements to the organization every day, she couldn't stay too far away from him.
And Fang Wenbin's villa happened to have no idle buildings within a radius of tens of meters, so no matter rain or shine, Jiang Yuzhu had to stay in the car.
Food and personal hygiene have become a problem, and staying in a confined space for a long time has made Jiang Yuzhu a little depressed.
But given Fang Cheng's importance, it is impossible for the organization to give up monitoring him.
Jiang Yuzhu is ready for a protracted battle.
In the future, you can change to a larger car, preferably an RV, you can put more food in the car, dry food is the best, and high-calorie food is secondary.
It was another quiet morning, Jiang Yuzhu had just woken up from his sleep and found Fang Cheng driving a black Mercedes-Benz out of the basement.
So, she immediately started the car and slowly followed.
Fang Cheng gave up his previous habit of driving slowly, and as soon as he left the house, he increased the speed of the car to more than 100 miles.
Luckily, there wasn't too much traffic on the county roads in the early morning, so it didn't affect traffic.
But soon, Jiang Yuzhu noticed a police car chasing after the rear of the car, and seemed to be preparing to intercept them because of speeding.
Fang Cheng's speed has been increasing, although slowly, but unusually stable.
Soon, the advantages of the model were brought into full play by Fang Cheng. The Mercedes-Benz turbo was full of horsepower, and after a while, Jiang Yuzhu and the police car were far behind.
Just when Jiang Yuzhu was a little discouraged and distressed, she was pleased to find that Fang Cheng drove the car into a gas station.
When Jiang Yuzhu drove the car to the gas station, she saw from a distance that a traffic policeman was knocking on Fang Cheng's car window.
Fang Cheng seemed to take out a small notebook from his arms, and after the traffic policeman looked at it carefully, he quickly handed it to him and saluted.
Then, Jiang Yuzhu saw the traffic police brother turn around and walk in her direction.
"Hello, please show your driver's license"
Jiang Yuzhu glanced at him expressionlessly, and handed the military ID card to the traffic police brother.
The little brother took the military ID, glanced at it, and then took out the baton on his waist: "Get out of the car"
Jiang Yuzhu's attention was on Fang Cheng at this time, and seeing that he had already driven the car out of the gas station, he immediately put up gear and prepared to follow.
"Please cooperate!" the traffic police guy knocked on the window.
"Drop~" Jiang Yuzhu slammed the steering wheel, and then launched the ability to "fall asleep" on this dedicated traffic police brother.
After driving the car out of the gas station, Jiang Yuzhu really found that he had lost Fang Cheng.
After Fang Cheng threw Jiang Yuzhu off, he immediately turned around, drove in the opposite direction for a kilometer, and drove directly onto the elevated road.
In the morning, Lin Yi called and said that she had arrived at the Yuchuan Chengbei Railway Station.
Lin Yi's arrival caught him a little off guard.
Although this was a piece of her mind, Fang Cheng hadn't figured out how to explain it to Xiao Jingyu.
If it's just an ordinary friend relationship, how can it be thousands of miles away to find yourself.
Even if Xiao Jingyu believed this statement, Fang Cheng couldn't believe himself.