Zhao City, the sky above the capital of Shenguo. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is this the capital?" Gao Shuai changed seats with Huang Baozhong, who was sitting inside, and then looked down through the porthole. In the evening, before the sky was completely dark, the afterglow of the sun reflected on the huge city, and a domineering spirit came to the face in the depths.

It is worthy of the imperial capital!

The "special plane" finally landed smoothly, without any accidents, although Gao Shuai didn't like accidents, but he always felt that the first time he took a plane, there was no such thing as hijacking, hijacking, hijacking and so on.

But then again, what kind of lineup does the security department of a plane need to hijack this plane?

Very esoteric question.

Gao Shuai was not the first to get off the plane, there were many people who went out first, most of these people were martial arts factions similar to muscle dramas, Gao Shuai knew that this was for his own safety.

Now I am a treasure, at least ninety-nine rounds treat myself like this.

Well, a little touched.

After getting off the plane, compared with the bright lights in the plane, the world outside became darker and darker, and the sunset was red like fire, and in this fire-like sunset, there was a tall and thin old man standing alone under the gangway, looking up.

Although the old man's waist can no longer be as straight as when he was young, although he has long since had frosty temples, his eyes are full of determination and faith, and there is anticipation for the young man who is coming.

"I'm touched again!" Looking at the picture in front of him, Gao Shuai began to be moved for the third time today - twice on the plane plus this time.

"You're Xiao Gao, aren't you?" The old man caught up in two steps, and a pair of big thin hands and Gao Shuai held each other tightly.

"I'm being held tightly again!" couldn't help but think back to the scene where he was held tightly by the two uncles just now, and then looked at the thin old man in front of him with his back to the sunset, and the egg-shattering sense of mission that had been stimulated before rose again.

"Our old man's acting skills, I can't help but cry." At the edge of the airport, several black cars with license plates from the Ministry of Safety and Intelligence on their buttocks were parked quietly, and more than a dozen big men seemed to be violating the airport regulations with cigarette butts in their mouths.

"Who are you?" Gao Shuai faced the old man and had to use honorifics, which was a matter of politeness and had nothing to do with the other party's official position.

The old man opened his mouth, but he was choked, and tears flowed before the words came out!

"This is our director." Zhu Changyou hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the old director who was trembling slightly.

"Director? Isn't it true that younger cadres have been advocated for a long time? This bureau chief is a little too old, isn't he? Gao Shuai looked at the old man who was fluttering like a candle in the wind, as if he could blow him out if he breathed a little bigger, it was really unbelievable.

"The director hasn't reached sixty yet, and it's all for our ninety-ninth bureau!" Zhu Changyou, who was holding the old director, couldn't cry.

"Hey, Boss Zhu's performance is a bit excessive, right?" It was still the edge of the airport, although it was too far away to hear Zhu Changyou's tears, but just looking at the general movements, the dozen or so big men couldn't stand it, and the cigarette curls fell to the ground with the festival.

"Since the existence of the Ninety-Nine Bureau has its rationality, now Xiao Gao is the proof of our existence, in order to wait for this day, no matter how hard it is, it is worth it! Because of this day, our decades of hard work have not been in vain! "Sonorous and powerful, the old man spoke slowly, but his tone was firm and abnormal.

The old man's voice echoed in the empty airport, and the thirty or fifty people who got off the plane first were silently in tears, but their waists were quite straight!

"I think you'd better go back to the car first, it's windy here." Gao Shuai's nose suddenly became a little sour, oh, these damn tears.

"That's right! Let's get in the car first! Go back and settle down for Xiao Gao. The old man shook Gao Shuai's hand vigorously again, and the big men on the edge of the airport drove over. So the siren, the convoy, and Gao Shuai passed the leadership addiction again, and he was still in the capital.

Next, listen to the question.

Legend has it that the traffic in Zhaoshi is very good, but Gao Shuai has gone all the way smoothly, why is this?

Because there are fewer cars at night? No, it's rush hour.

Because there are sirens to open the way? If you open the road again, you still have to block it, unless you clean it up in advance, Gao Shuai doesn't seem to have reached that level.

Why is that?

The answer is actually very simple, that is, the car, not driving towards the city at all!

"The conditions of our 99th Bureau are not good, there is no industry in the urban area, the funding is not enough, and the benefits have not been paid for several years, so I have to grieve Xiaogao to live in the suburbs. Fortunately, it is our family area, and the conditions are not very good, but they are clean and tidy. The old director apologized vigorously, and sincerely made the handsome man who fantasized about the super luxury presidential suite full of shame.

"I know the difficulties of the Ninety-Nine Bureau, and I can live if I have a place." Gao Shuai hurriedly said.

"That's good, that's good." The old director was relieved and closed his eyes serenely.

"Hey! What is this expression of your age? How is it like, 'I can finally leave with peace of mind'? Gao Shuai was shocked.

"Ah, nothing, just a little sleepy." The old director came back to his senses, opened his eyes again, and smiled kindly.

"I don't think it's that simple, do I?" Gao Shuai was suspicious.

Because the convoy was heading outward, the road was easy to walk, and it didn't take long to get to the ground.

"Nice view." Gao Shuai got out of the car and looked at it, it was much better than he imagined, it was a villa community that looked quite high-end. Gao Shuai originally thought that the family area of the Ninety-ninth Bureau was a small rural courtyard, and then raised some chickens and ducks to grow some vegetables or something to be self-sufficient. Although logically unlikely, the performance of the previous ninety-nine rounds can't help but be guessed in the direction of.

The area of the whole community is quite large, the terrain is slightly higher than the surroundings, especially the most central point is about 20 meters higher, a small villa is scattered and orderly in the meantime, regular trees and flowers are dotted, artificial lakes, garden swimming pools are readily available.

"This is what the director of the bureau fought for us in the early years, when the land in the suburbs was not valuable, and the old director went to the ministry and said that the urban area could not be resettled for us, and the suburbs could not be without it, right? That's why I set aside such a piece of land. If you look at the current market, it has appreciated. Zhu Changyou got down from the co-pilot and sighed.

"This old director is quite sympathetic to his subordinates, no wonder Zhu Chang respects him so much." Gao Shuai's feeling for the old director is much better.

"It's a pity that we only got this kind of land." The old director sighed with self-reproach on his face under Zhu Changyou's support, and in an instant, he seemed to be several years old.

"Director, you've done your best." Zhu Chang had tears in his eyes.

Just when Zhu Changyou and the old director burst into tears again, Gao Shuai was arranged to one of the best villas on the commanding heights of the community, close to the old director's house. The villa has two floors, the total area is not large but very exquisite, from the inside and outside of the layout is very thoughtful, Gao Shuai is very satisfied.

After taking a turn in the temporary "home", the old director personally came over to invite, and Gao Shuai had a dinner at the old director's house - the old director's wife personally rectified it. Of course, compared with the old director, the director's wife is very healthy, and people in their fifties look like they are in their forties.

However, in the subsequent conversation, Gao Shuai learned that the old director's child is a man and is currently working abroad, so there is no possibility of having a singing and crying love story with him.

On the whole, the meal was not bad, except for the old director's brilliant use of a random action, a look, a sentence, and even an interjection to "inadvertently" continue to increase Gao Shuai's sense of mission to break his eggs.

This feeling lasted until the end of dinner. After dinner, he refused the old director's offer to have tea with him for a while, and Gao Shuai fled before he was completely brainwashed.

Gao Shuai, who escaped from the clutches of the old director, was invited by Zhu Changyou to stay at home for a while, first sighed that although Aunt Zhu was amiable and comparable to the two Uncle Zhu, and then was called Lei by Uncle Zhu's love for Aunt Zhu and a little phoenix, and had to flee in a hurry again.

After fleeing again, Gao Shuai was shocked and refused the invitation sent by Huang Baozhong, who was alone, with his eyes, and finally returned to the small villa where he temporarily lived after a lot of hardships.

Taking a breath, Gao Shuai washed up indiscriminately, and then threw himself on the bed. Too many things have happened this day, although Gao Shuai has become a superman, his head is still a little tired, and he needs to rest.

"Hopefully I'll be able to wake up a little more after a good night's sleep." Gao Shuai knew that he was not in a good state today, as if he had suddenly won five million, which made him feel sleepwalking all the time, which directly affected his normal thinking, so Gao Shuai decided to sleep first. When I wake up again, it should be much better.

Presumably.

Then, Gao Shuai fell asleep.