Chapter 351: Ferrying the Soul 24
Jin Buchang himself looks older than in the photo, and now he looks like he is in his early forties, with a big back hair that was popular twenty years ago, a khaki vertical collar coat, a black suit inside, and a pair of fiery red Jordan basketball shoes on his feet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Huh...... You're a melon baby, too. As Asa spoke, he had already entered the office with Jin Buchang. Asa glanced back and forth at the director of the drama bureau and the iron consultant, he seemed to feel a somewhat oppressive atmosphere in the room, and after only taking a few steps, he began to think about retreating, "The drama bureau, I still bring you something, you can watch and do the rest of the things, and if you have nothing to do, I won't accompany you." ā
It seems that Jin Buchang is not the first time to meet the director of the drama, and he is not outside, first nodded and smiled at us, and then said to the drama with a smile: "Director of the drama, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you don't look old at all." Listen to Team Leader Asa say, what good business do you have to take care of the trumpet? ā
The director of the drama took out another list that was the same as just now, handed it to Jin Buchang, and said, "I want to bother you to go on a trip to Xiangg and get these things back for us." Jin Buyi took the list, didn't look at it carefully, just glanced at it roughly. But this glance had already shocked him, Jin Buchang's eyes widened, and he carefully looked at the things on the list again, and after reading it, he didn't dare to accept it, put the list on the desk of Ji Liang, and said: "Drama Bureau, don't be kidding, although I don't recognize all the things in it, I know the same and the same." You'd better let me live two more years. ā
"Let you hand it over, and it's not to give it to you, it's great to get your hands dirty, what are you jealous of?" Ji Liang said to Jin Buchang with a flat face, and then tilted his chin to our side, and then said to Jin Buchang: "We have someone to accompany you, but it is inconvenient for our people to come out when the handover is over, after you hand over the inventory, just hand it over to our people." ā
Jin Buchang turned his face and glanced at the three of us, hesitated for a while, and said to Ji Liang with a slightly twisted expression: "Drama Bureau, you tell me the truth, is this trip considered to be smuggling?" You know, smuggling is a business I haven't touched for years. ā
Tie Lao Dao couldn't help it, and said to Jin Buchang with some sarcasm: "If it's really smuggling, you won't need it, the list on the list is a donation from an overseas Chinese, but due to some special reasons, we can't come forward to accept it, so this Asa team leader recommended you to come." If you don't agree, we'll contact someone else for help. ā
Jin Buchang laughed dryly and said, "Didn't I agree?" Leaders, when are we leaving? ā
The next morning, our group set off from the Special Office and went straight to the Capital Airport. Ren Ran, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was finally released from the third underground floor. I was still wondering if our combination of the old and the young could watch this fat fox, but seeing his current situation, I didn't have any previous worries at all.
I haven't seen him for more than two months, and Ren Ran looks fatter now than when he was in the ghost garden, probably because he hasn't been active in the basement for a long time, he is white and fat, but his hair that was still black has now turned gray. He didn't take two steps before he faltered and gasped, and only the distance from the gate to the parking lot was that sweat was pouring down his sideburns from his ears, as if he had just washed his hair. I handed over a pack of tissues, and by the time he wiped them a few times, it had become a wet pile of confetti.
Ren Ran got into the car panting, and Wang Volkswagen and I sandwiched him in the back seat. Wang Dazhong shook his head and said, "Lao Ren, I didn't say it, I haven't seen you for a few days, how did you become like this." Compared to your third grandfather in terms of your current appearance, you are like two brothers. ā
After listening to Wang Dazhong's words, Ren Ran smiled bitterly at himself, shook his head but didn't say anything. Tie Lao Dao, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at Ren Ran from the rearview mirror, sighed softly, and said to Wang Dazhong: "Tall man, take a good look at him, this is the end of playing with fire." ā
Wang Dazhong blinked and looked at Ren Ran, and slowly repeated Tie Laodao's words in his mouth: "It's too big to play with fire... Is this the after-effect of destroying the Buddha? ā
Ren Ran heard this, without any expression on his face, and saw that Wang Zhongzhong was still looking at him with some pity, so Ren Ran simply closed his eyes and took a nap.
By the time we arrived at the airport, Jin Buchang was already waiting there in advance. He is a standard self-cooked, but he met once yesterday, and he didn't say a few words, and when he met again today, he was already shouting "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Wang, and Tie Consultant". It may be that the director of the drama or Asa has revealed a little bit of Ren Ran to him. Jin Buchang only nodded slightly when he saw him, and even the title was waived.
When we passed through customs, we didn't encounter any trouble because we had gone through the inspection exemption procedures for our luggage before. But when he got on the plane, Ren Ran suddenly shook his body on the gangway, and he almost fell off the gangway in front of him, but fortunately I grabbed him behind him, pinched the middle and massaged the heart, and then woke up slowly, and Wang Volkswagen and I pulled him onto the plane. This little episode startled the flight attendant at the door of the plane, and came over to ask Ren Ran what kind of sudden illness he had and whether he could continue the flight journey.
Wang Dazhong said for Ren Ran: "It's okay." He didn't eat breakfast in the morning and now has some low blood sugar. Don't worry, as long as your plane doesn't fall, he won't die......"
Three and a half hours later, our plane landed at Xiangg International Airport. When I arrived at the departure hall, I saw three people waiting there in a conspicuous position, two of them holding a large card in their hands, and both cards had the same five big characters written on them - Mr. Ren Ran. The other was a thin, thin, half-grown old man, with a suit hanging from his skinny body, and looked up inside. This is the same Long Batian who put Tie Lao Dao and Wang Dazhong into the Public Security Bureau half a year ago.
Boss Long seems to have much more information than Jin Buchang, he only knows that he will come to the airport to pick up someone, and then deliver some items of historical value, even if it is over after receiving the commission, he can't imagine that we will come over together. The eyes of the two sides made contact at the same time, Long Batian was a big short-sighted, after seeing us clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, our group had already arrived at his side.
Long Batian turned around and wanted to leave, but Tie Lao Dao and Wang Dazhong sandwiched him in the middle, leaving me alone to support Ren Ran. (To be continued.) )