Chapter 149 International Lingua Franca
After that, the journey was a little smoother.
In fact, there are still so many people in the No. 6 car, and it will not become sparse because there are a few fewer people. But Yang Weicheng felt that the world was much quieter.
After two days of dreaming about yellow sorghum, Li Dawei lost his nephew and assistant, and he was almost killed. Cooperate with the catcher to finish the investigation before returning to the bunk.
"Little brother, thanks to you this time, thank you, thank you so much!"
He must be a traditional person, as soon as he saw Yang Weicheng, he immediately blushed and gave him a big gift with his fists.
"Yo, don't do that!" Yang Weicheng was half-lying on Kuanye's shop at the time - everyone was caught, and this advantage was not taken advantage of.
He was frightened by Li Dawei's big gift and jumped up, and accidentally touched his head.
Bang!
The middle paving board was almost jacked up, and Yang Weicheng covered his head and gasped.
"Ah, my fault, it's all my fault!" Li Dawei felt even more guilty.
A small cart happened to pass by, and he slapped his thigh: "In this way, let's have a drink!" β
Yang Weicheng laughed, for the Chinese people, there is no grievance and hatred, which cannot be solved by a good wine.
Li Dawei bought a few bottles of beer, some lo-mei, and Yang Weicheng held a simple thank-you banquet on this sleeper.
When the two chatted, there were many common topics.
Yang Weicheng's previous analysis was good, this Li Dawei is very business-minded, but he was a little bit of a rice worm in his brain before, so he almost fell into the way of those bandits.
"I have been going back and forth between China and North Sudan for a long time, and I have a daughter-in-law in North Sudan. If you need it, come to me, and I'll live at So-and-so Road in Mock City. β
He reported a string of Russian, and Yang Weicheng couldn't understand half of the punctuation marks. In the end, Li Dawei simply took a pen and wrote it down for him, so he was relieved.
"The grace of saving lives is unforgettable!" Li Dawei finally sighed.
On the way, he was also very sad, after all, the dog was gone, and now he has not seen anyone dead or dead. According to past experience, people should no longer be alive.
The train swayed and finally stopped at the terminal.
Yang Weicheng, Zhang Guizhi and others got off the train and said goodbye to Li Dawei at the exit of the station.
AndrΓ© was in a hurry to return to the branch, which was in the border city of Blago and needed to change trains at Mock.
"Yang, Ivan will stay in Mok, and I have asked him to entertain you. When I finish the handover, I have a small vacation to take, and then we will have a good time! β
After speaking, he hugged Yang Weicheng.
Yang Weicheng actually can't stand this kind of intimate behavior, if you are a woman, it would be better, but the two old men...... Forget it, just give it a hug.
Li Dawei patted him on the back with emotion: "Brother, I have a strong premonition, you have to do great things in the future!" I hope you don't forget our relationship......"
Yang Weicheng smiled on his face, and said in his heart, which relationship between the two of us!
Ivan was really vindictive, and he specially chose a hotel with a very bad environment for Yang Weicheng and Zhang Guizhi to stay in.
Fortunately, this is still a three-star hotel, and Moke is still more developed than in China at this time, and it is barely enough to live.
Ivan threw them down and left by himself, while Yang Weicheng and Zhang Guizhi watched his back and chatted in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hotel lobby.
"Xiao Yang, you have to be careful of this guy." Zhang Guizhi said angrily, "I don't think he looks like a good person." β
"You can see it too, sister? It's okay, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, let's take care of him. Oh yes, think about it, what do you want to play and eat these days, it's rare to go abroad, you have to have enough books. Yang Weicheng grinned.
Zhang Guizhi smiled: "Dare you take me out, just to entertain me to eat, drink and play?" β
"Is that not it?" Yang Weicheng nodded seriously.
Along the way, Yang Weicheng took care of her, was careful and considerate, like a sensible younger brother, and won Zhang Guizhi's heart.
Moreover, Yang Weicheng has a strong interest in learning, and he keeps asking for advice on all the Russian signboards he sees, and he has even learned some basic vocabulary. It's just dumb Russian, you can only look at it and not speak it.
She thought that it would be difficult to find such a reliable and clever young man these days, so it would be better to go back and introduce him to her sister as a partner.
Yang Weicheng came to Beisu for the first time, but Zhang Guizhi was an old acquaintance, so he took him around and went to several famous scenic spots after taking a break that day.
The city of Mork at this time was far less visited than it was a few decades later. The local residents I saw on the road also looked sad, most of them were in a hurry, and few of them were smiling.
Yang Weicheng knows that the past few years have been extraordinary times for this country, and there is a shortage of materials, which is emotional.
"You must seize this opportunity!" He said secretly.
Mork is an ancient city with a strong sense of history. While Yang Weicheng was playing in a novel way, Ivan made an appointment with a friend and met him in a bar.
There aren't many drinks in the bar, but it's barely enough for the pastime.
Ding zero zero!
Someone pushed the door in, and Ivan, who was distraught by the sound of wind chimes, looked back, and sure enough, he saw the tall and mighty guy with a fierce face.
"Ivan, long time no see!" The visitor walked around the bar and when he saw Ivan, he laughed and stepped forward.
Ivan snorted, without the enthusiasm of the man: "Peter, why did you come?" β
"It's all Sasha's, you know, women just have a lot of things." Peter sat down and beckoned, "A glass of vodka." β
The bartender brought him a drink, and he said, "Write it on our Ivan." β
Ivan was even more unhappy, but thinking that he had a very important task to be handed over to him today, he was even unhappy.
In the dim light of the bar, after a few glasses of wine, Ivan ordered some bills and handed them to Peter, and the two had a secret discussion.
In Mock City in May, it's still quite cold after dark. What's worse is that it started to rain outside.
Yang Weicheng groped in the pockets of his clothes and pants, trying to find cigarettes to smoke, but in the end he only found a shriveled cigarette case.
"Hey! It's really troublesome to get addicted to smoking! He had no choice but to take some money and run downstairs to buy cigarettes.
Yang Weicheng had just gone downstairs when he saw a back figure walking out of the hotel door.
"Yay? Isn't that me? He couldn't help but be happy.
Whether it is the body shape, hairstyle, or even the style of the coat, it is the same, and it is also a Chinese.
Yang Weicheng looked at him twice, and also ran out to sell cigarettes.
The light rain was dripping, and it was cool on the body, but there was no need to use an umbrella. He bought a pack of local cigarettes with a dirty, black lung painted on it, and it looked weird and scary.
But this does not affect him to enjoy the relaxation and fun brought by nicotine, lighting one in the rain, swallowing clouds and fog in the smoke and rain, which has a unique mood.
Part of the streets of Mock City are stone roads, and the drizzle washes the roadside clean and reflective.
Yang Weicheng enjoyed the exotic scenery.
"What do you do? Give me back your papers! Not far away, around the corner of the street, an angry question came from a secluded corner.
Yang Weicheng blinked, ran forward with a cigarette in his mouth.
is already nosy, but when he goes to a foreign country, it becomes even more prominent.
There was something hot in his blood that made him very sensitive to these things.
Standing at the corner of the street, Yang Weicheng saw two tall Beisu people, who were forcing a young man into a corner.
One of them was wearing a local catcher uniform, and the other was 1.9 meters tall, tall and mighty, with a fierce face, and was slapping the man with his hands, muttering something in his mouth.
Yang Weicheng grabbed the back of his head, although he didn't know the reason, he couldn't let it go.
Because the young man who was forced into the corner was the one who went out from the door of the hotel just now, he was the same age as him and had a similar body size, which made Yang Weicheng feel empathy.
Branches of the same qi.
He stepped forward slowly, cleared his throat vigorously, and looked at the officer with the baton.
At this glance, he saw that something was wrong.
Although the man was also wearing a uniform, the police logo on the uniform was not correct, and the letters did not mean to catch fast, but to be a security guard.
Well, this is a fox and a fake tiger!
The two men looked back at him, the uniformed man was speechless, and the other fierce-looking guy smiled contemptuously.
"Whew!"
It turns out that laughter is the international lingua franca.
The other party looked at Yang Weicheng condescendingly, and gestured the height difference between each other with his palm, and then the sneer turned into laughter.