Chapter 297: Incomprehensible
With a long roar, the train slowly pulled out of the station, and then began to accelerate. This is a new generation of high-speed trains, fast and smooth. The windows are bright and the sightlines are excellent. Looking at the blue and white clouds outside, Yang Zijiang suddenly dreamed of Zheng
Now the situation with him sitting in the command car is completely different. It was a completely confined space, where nothing could be seen or heard, which was a good thing for Ran, who was sleepless, and could sleep beautifully without being disturbed by the outside at all. But for those who have something on their minds, it will be a phobia of space confinement.
Fortunately, Yang Zijiang was too tired, so he had a good night's sleep.
The high-speed train is not only fast, but also very smooth, and the most exciting thing is that the sight is good, and it is definitely a pleasure for people who like to see natural scenery.
Even Yang Zijiang had just come out of the confined space of the command car, so he was naturally in a hearty mood and happy. Through the car window, you can see the natural scenery and the grassland sheep outside, and you can also listen to the travelers' chatter when you look back. From such a completely closed state, I suddenly came to a lively corner, although I couldn't fully adapt to it, and there was some unease, but more of a feeling was excitement.
Because all this came so suddenly, yesterday I was busy in the cave, but now I have taken the train that is moving forward at a rapid pace, and this sudden change is not like a dream.
"Dreaming, it's just dreaming!" Yang Zijiang looked at the passengers coming and going in the carriage, and listened to the conductor's kind answers and greetings, and was excited.
"Laugh at the world, the earth turns upside down," a poem suddenly popped up in his head. "Oh, fate, you're so elusive!"
All this made him not believe his eyes. But look at the clean seats around, the cheerful passengers, and then look at his ticket, this is a train in the direction of Beijing, he can't help but believe his eyes, all this is true!
"Hahaha, that's great!" He was so happy, if it wasn't for the train, he would have wanted to sing it out loud. "Get a newspaper!" He beckoned to the conductor who was pushing the cart back and forth to sell things,
"There's still beer and food, why don't you have some?"
"Come on," he said just as he wanted a drink.
"Oh, that's great," Yang Zijiang took a sip of ice-soaked beer, took a bite of sausage, and looked at the newspaper in black and white.
"Amitabha," he remembered the Buddha name on the top of the mountain, where the director folded his hands and chanted, but he didn't know that the mood was a kind of extremely relaxed mood after being imprisoned. "I hope it goes on forever, don't make any more arrangements for me!" He thought silently.
Who knows, the strict discipline will still be inseparable, closely accompanied by the left and right, but this time it is not implemented by the director, their father and daughter have reversed their roles, and now it is his daughter Xiongling to arrange it.
"You're Yang Zijiang, right?" The train arrived at Beijing West Railway Station on time, and it seemed that before the train stopped, a person had already walked up. She walked straight to Yang Zijiang's seat and stopped to ask him. This is a beautiful girl in her 20s, dressed in a decent suit, tall and tall.
"Who are you?" Yang Zijiang looked up and down, not knowing how she knew herself.
"I'm your contact, Xiongling,"
"Xiongling? Are you Director Xiong's daughter? Yang Zijiang was taken aback, Director Xiong only had someone to pick him up, and it wasn't her daughter?
"Daddy didn't follow you? I am his daughter, you can call me Lingling, I am your contact during your studies in Beijing! ”
"Ao, Director Xiong only picked me up at Ran Station, but I didn't expect it to be you?" Yang Zijiang smiled innocently, "Well, yes, your father and daughter's eyes look very similar!" ”
"Really? I look like my mother and my eyes look like my father, it seems that this is not wrong, hehe! Xiongling also smiled, "My mother is tall, and she was an athlete when she was young!" ”
"Hehe, why are you so tall," Yang Zijiang smiled at the thought of Director Xiong's short and fat figure, he stood up and took the medicine box from the luggage rack, "This is Director Xiong asked me to hand it over to you, and there is a letter!" ”
"Oh, thank you!" Xiong Ling put the medicine box on the seat, and eagerly tore open the envelope to read her father's letter carefully. Although my father had already called yesterday, today's letter is clearer, "From now on, you are the liaison between Yang Zijiang and me, remember, you must not let him contact anyone outside the school, especially people in our system, otherwise you and I will be in trouble, there is a letter of introduction from Unit 05 in the envelope, you give it to the school, and know to them the importance of keeping this matter confidential!" ”
After reading her father's letter, Xiongling already knew the ins and outs of the matter, and also knew the importance of being a liaison. The other party is a confidential unit, and my father is the person in charge there, and when he performs this task himself, he is actually performing his duties on behalf of his father. As a staff member of a state agency, she knew the importance of confidentiality. Starting.. m..
"Alright, you take your luggage, let's get off!" She smiled, her father had roughly explained the confidential nature of the unit, but she didn't expect that this time she would also be involved in it, attracted by a kind of mystery, Xiong Ling was very excited, "Let's go directly to school!" ”
At this moment, her tone has changed slightly, and there is a commanding tone in which Zheng Yang Zijiang naturally heard it In Beijing, Xiongling represents the director!
"Yes, Comrade Xiongling!" He was also very serious.
"Hehe, don't be so serious, although I am the contact person, I am not from your unit after all, I am just acting on behalf of my father, call me Lingling, right? It's a bit casual! ”
"Yes, Lingling!" Yang Zijiang carried his luggage and walked out of the platform behind Xiongling.
"You're pretty tall, huh?"
"Hehe, not tall, 1.85 meters, in the basketball team of the direct team, I am the lowest!"
"Well, yes, 10 centimeters taller than me!" Xiong Ling praised lightly, no one could understand what she meant by this, was she complimenting Yang Zijiang for being tall? Or do two people walk together, not like strangers picking up customers, but like a couple?
At this time, the people in the station were almost gone, Yang Zijiang followed behind Xiongling, carrying his luggage and just silently following, he didn't expect that his contact person turned out to be the director's daughter.
Xiongling's words made him a little shy, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.
"It's awkward, don't we have an office in Beijing? Why arrange such a liaison? Is it because she is the director's daughter that she is not afraid of leaks? This puzzled him...... read3;