Chapter Twenty-Eight: Returning Home
The old director is also not old. That night, we decided to visit this key person, Liu Hong.
At first, I didn't know why the old director wanted to go out in person, whether it was because he had been under a lot of work pressure recently, and he wanted to return to his old job and reduce the pressure. But I didn't know for what until later.
Because the person who shot Zi Mengyao this time was sent out by our 18th Bureau, although the old man carried out the orders of the "superiors", he was also quite annoyed, and this kind of unclear became an "accomplice", with the old man's personality, he would definitely be annoyed.
When it was time to get off work, I followed the old man out of the office of the 18th Bureau, passed through the gate of the building, and then came to the underground parking lot. Getting into a wild Hummer civilian car, I really couldn't imagine that this old guy would be so domineering and choose such an impressive car.
I didn't say anything all the way, so I followed the old man and returned to the old man's house. knocked on the door, but what I didn't expect to come out was Sheng Xiaonan.
Sheng Xiaonan was wearing a white nightdress, her hair was a little fluffy, as if she had just woken up, and when she saw the old man coming back, she just said very normally: "Dad, you're back!" But I haven't cooked yet, so why don't you cook it yourself, and I won't eat it at night. β
The old director looked doting, and then flashed, revealing me standing behind me. Sheng Xiaonan's face immediately showed a hint of surprise. After that, he ran into his bedroom.
The old director and I are stuck in place, I don't know what this is for, the old director doesn't look like a powerful figure at the moment, and only now did he officially play the role of a father, while letting me into the room, he kept saying in his mouth: "Oh, his mother went early, this girl is spoiled by me, watching the guests come, I don't know how to say hello, but you are his captain, you are familiar with her temperament, don't be surprised." β
I hurriedly said that it was okay, and the old director came to the living room.
The decoration of the living room is relatively simple,It can be said that there is nothing new in the simplicity,The TV of the picture tube has long been eliminated,But,This is a large household appliance in this homeγ There is a refrigerator in the kitchen, but it seems that it has been around for some years, and it is still the old brand of Sino-Japanese joint venture. Although it is old, it is still well maintained. It can be seen that the father and daughter do not often eat at home.
The old director asked me to sit down, and then beckoned Sheng Xiaonan: "Xiaonan, come out, your captain has come to our house, why don't you pour a glass of water." You can't let me, the director, pour water for this subordinate. β
I quickly stood up, walked to the water dispenser, took two glasses of water, one to the old director, and sat down on the sofa on the other side.
At this time, Sheng Xiaonan's door opened, Sheng Xiaonan was no longer dressed in pajamas, and changed into a pair of extremely ordinary jeans, and the top was a relatively well-fitting T-shirt, giving people a more girl-next-door feeling.
Sheng Xiaonan spoke at this time: "Dad, why don't you say hello when you bring the captain?" I can also buy some groceries and have a light meal at home,"
Seeing his baby daughter coquettish, the old director was still doting on his face, and then said: "You go, buy some according to what your captain wants to eat, eat at home tonight, and Zhang Chengnan and I still have important activities to do in the evening."
Sheng Xiaonan nodded, and went out, I chatted with the old director about the two missions and Sheng Xiaonan's performance. Especially when talking about rescuing Liu Hong, Sheng Xiaonan flew up and grabbed the grenade, and threw the grenade back into the other party's crowd at the moment when the grenade exploded. The old director was a little nervous for a moment, but after a while, his eyes were full of pride.
It seems that his daughter has scored 100 points in the test, handed the test paper in front of her, and looked at this beautiful test paper with that expression.
The strong father-daughter relationship infected me, I lowered my head, recalled the bits and pieces of me and Liu Ju, and found that there was nothing that could be used to make me happy. It's nothing more than training, training, training, and Liu Ju's face, a forever unchanged iron face.
Seeing that I didn't speak, the old director patted me on the shoulder and asked, "What's wrong, Cheng Nan?" Why are you in a bad mood all of a sudden? β
"Oh, no, it's nothing," I carefully concealed my loss, but what kind of person is the old director, at such an old age, he still sees things quite thoroughly.
The old director sighed: "Hey, I've heard a little bit about you, is your father Zhang Wentian?" He sacrificed early, and later Liu Zhenhai was not at all like a material with a child. If it's gone, let it pass completely. Thinking too much will not benefit you. β
I nodded, looked up at the old director, and asked with difficulty: "Old director, do you know my father Zhang Wentian?" β
The old director took out a box of cigarettes in the drawer of the coffee table, then took out one, handed it to me, and subconsciously looked at the door, lit one, and put it in his mouth, with a very enjoyable expression.
The old director took a deep breath of smoke, and then with a long sigh, the smoke erupted in his nostrils, and then said slowly: "I have heard of the name of Zhang Wentian, but I have never seen this person, because Zhang Wentian is subordinate to the Seventh Bureau after all, and is under the management of the domestic secret service. But this person's fame was not trivial at the time. It is said that this man has developed a pair of fiery eyes. It doesn't matter if you're an agent or a spy along the way, you can't escape his eyes. Moreover, he never showed mercy. β
I listened to the introduction of the old director, but the image of my father Zhang Wentian was still vague. But I'm also very grateful to the old director, at least through these stories, I can be in another time and another space, to admire my father, my vague but very awesome father.
At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of the key inserting into the lock hole, and the old director suddenly became nervous. Hurriedly stuffed the cigarette in his hand that had not been completely smoked into the ashtray, that is, at the same time, Sheng Xiaonan came in with a few plastic bags. Smelling the smell of smoke all over the room, he frowned, put a few plastic bags in the kitchen, walked out, approached the old director, and then pouted.
The old director hurriedly made a gesture of surrender, practiced admitting his mistake, and said that he felt excited when he thought of taking action tonight, and said that Zhang Chengnan was your leader, and smoking a cigarette with your leader was not too much.
Sheng Xiaonan didn't want to give me face so much, so he didn't say anything anymore and went to the kitchen to cook. The old director looked excited, spread out a piece of paper, and began to talk about the details of tonight's operation.