Chapter 124: The Distant Bridge

"This kind of show can also be on TV in a grand way?" Dang Weimin looked at the men and women who were laughing back and forth on the show, and he was extremely dissatisfied, although he was not an ultra-nationalist and had no opinion on transnational marriage. But the current show seems to be a little too subordinate, right?

"This program has been running several episodes of the special edition on foreign-related marriage, not only with Japan, but also with South Korea, Europe, America, and South Asia, and the races include white, yellow, and of course, black. Last time, the son of a chieftain in Africa also came, and he looked so dark, but our girls are also fighting to the death. The person who worked at the epidemic prevention station saw the displeasure on the face of the party for the people, so he explained it.

"It's also strange, it's understandable that marrying into a developed country can also be said to pursue a material life. Marry into a black African tribe and live that kind of life, I don't know why? Wang Xuening's girlfriend also didn't seem satisfied with the matter, and replied while distributing napkins to everyone.

Wang Xuening opened a bottle of Japanese sake, counted the heads, poured a few glasses, and handed one of them to the party for the people. "Brother Tang, don't pay attention to them, those people are crazy, let's drink our own."

The party smiled for the people, turned off the TV, and watched that show really heartwarming. If you marry an African, you will be poorer, and maybe there will be a possibility of love. It's that the gang of people who married to the Middle East is more funny, remember what to watch Phoenix Terrace, there was a female player who played Go, married to a Bo, and it didn't take long for her to be assimilated, and that woman had no other words to describe except for NC and splashing.

"In a few years in China, it is said that there will be tens of millions of singles, and if Chinese girls marry like this, I am afraid it will be aggravated." The benevolent brother who was about to go abroad sighed and shook his head.

"Okay, in a few days, you will go abroad to marry a foreigner and come back." The crowd joked.

"Don't, I don't look for foreigners, or we Chinese look good." The man shook his head, with a righteous expression on his face, "His skin is so rough, and it feels terrible." ”

"After you got your hands on it, you sold it cheaply." The crowd roared again, hehe, he couldn't stop laughing. It turned out that when these guys were graduate students in China, they once dated a foreign female student and lived together for a period of time.

"Our family won't allow me to find a foreigner, this is no way, the old men are not easy to explain." He explained that for these second generations of officials, it is easy for them to find a woman, but marriage is a big deal. The second generation of officials is either looking for it within the system, or looking for the children of rich families to intermarry. In any case, the "upper class" in the country still thinks about internal relations and organizes their networks in this way.

The party took a sip of wine for the people and did not join in the conversation with those people, and he still understood what he said. The second generation of officials and the second generation of wealth naturally have to consider their own future and the interests of their families, so they will not look for foreigners, that is, it is not suitable and safe.

But most of China's singles are poor, and it's good to have a wife. The party has an idea in the hearts of the people that in the future, with money and power, this transnational marriage can also be mixed and mixed. It's not about marrying off domestic, it's about marrying foreigners, and that's the real integration of nationalities, right?

After eating this meal, Dang Weimin called Wang Xuening to another empty room and talked about the tasks assigned to him again. Soon the two will be separated for a while, and he will try his best to get a clue about this matter.

"Mr. Tang, don't worry, I'll do this when I go back. The relationship is very close, and they are all old buddies of my dad when he worked in the county, and they are extremely reliable. Wang Xuening patted his chest and made a guarantee.

It turned out that Wang Xuening returned to his hometown Jiangbei City this time, and as the son of the deputy minister of the provincial organization, it was really simple to find a factory that could be transferred. Besides, the world financial crisis has completely destroyed a number of domestic enterprises, and there are a lot of factories that can be transferred.

"Okay, Xuening, I'll leave this matter to you." The party knows for the people that Wang Xuening's hearts are more realistic, and he is very kind. But this kid is also very good, he got such a high score in the exam that year, that is, he did not go to Europe and the United States in China, but went to India, and his personality was tight.

Wang Xuening nodded and replied, "It's okay, Mr. Tang, in our hometown, people buy a little bit of my father's face, rest assured, no one will blackmail us." ”

"This is, the son who dares to provoke the provincial organization minister who is not long-eyed?" The party smiled for the people, thinking about it, it is not a big deal, and running a factory is the kind that is laborious and cannot make money, and no one will pay special attention to it. ,

It may also be the reason for drinking, Wang Xuening asked the question that he had been puzzled for several days: "Mr. Tang, the pharmaceutical industry is not good now." The factory I found according to the conditions you said is not large, and there is no special drug, and it has always been in a half-dead state. Are you paying more attention? ”

The party patted this serious subordinate for the people and did not answer. For him, there are still some things that cannot be told to others, even if they are his more powerful subordinates, they can't be said in secret. With such a large amount of future wealth, leaking the news is not a joke.

That night, Dang Weimin boarded a train from Shanghai to Yanjing, and although he paid twice the price, he could only find a hard sleeper ticket. Wang Xuening was a little apologetic because for him, there were few opportunities to take the train, so there were not many people on the railway among his relationship friends.

But for the party and the people, the current treatment is quite good, you must know that when he went to work after the holiday, he stood on tickets all the way, and stood for more than ten hours!

The train came from Yangcheng in the south, so it was early in the morning when it arrived at the station..., the party was in a good position for the people, and it was under the window. He looked out the window for a while, and saw that it was dark outside, and he couldn't see anything except the station and the city he occasionally passed by. He estimated the distance, set the alarm clock on his phone and went to bed.

Four hours later, Dang Weimin was woken up by an alarm clock, and he noticed that it was already dawn outside. I looked at the map on my phone and determined the location, and sure enough, it was not far from that place!

"What are the days of this year called?" Dang Weimin sighed and leaned on the window to look at the scenery outside. Soon, the train rumbled up the bridge across the river, and Dang Weimin stared at the highway bridge in the northwest.

I saw that the road bridge flew across the banks of the river, and the passing cars sped on the bridge deck, and the original grove near the south had disappeared, and a building stood there. The appearance of the bridge is completely different from before, the original classical style of the hole bridge, has now become a modern cable-stayed straight bridge.

"How did it get like this?" The party has studied the bridge it destroyed for the people, and although the earliest bridge is a little more morale, the quality of the hole bridge that was built during the ten years of turmoil is not to be said. Under the bombardment of his own small hydrogen bomb back then, he actually retained a fairly long structure that did not collapse. Like the current cable-stayed type, it is beautiful and beautiful, but the resistance is much worse. If another hydrogen bomb is dropped now, the party guarantees the people that the bridge will be completely shattered, and then it will be submerged in the river with a few bangs.

"The bridge was built later, and the original bridge was demolished." Dang Weimin came with words, and when he looked up, he saw that it was a haggard middle-aged man, and he also looked at the bridge in the distance with straight eyes, "The big explosion back then was really earth-shattering, the flames alone flew up hundreds of meters, and the sound was so loud and scary that my ears have fallen into a booming problem."

Dang Weimin's face tensed all of a sudden, and his face became unpleasant, and for a moment he almost thought that this person was a spy for national security. But after thinking about it, it shouldn't be for yourself, otherwise you have to arrest people, you have already done it just now, why wait until now?

The man put on his pants and slowly climbed down the small ladder, still holding a stainless steel cup in his hand, "When I was on the road on the edge of the grove there last year, it was still three or four miles away from the bridge, and the driver of the unit was driving in front, and I was sitting in the back.

It was about one or two o'clock in the morning, and I was sleeping so hard that suddenly the sun was rising in front of me, as bright as day. Thankfully, I was dozing in the back seat with my eyes closed. The driver was a little miserable, and immediately went blind in both eyes, but our master was really good, and with the impression he was able to drive the car into the woods on the side of the road before stopping. Otherwise, I'll die. ”

After saying that, the man trembled slightly, and it seemed that he was scared a lot. The middle-aged man poured two packets of medicine into the cup, then melted it with boiling water, and took small sips, as if recalling the images of the year.

As soon as he opened the topic, everyone else in the box woke up, and last year's bridge collapse was big news in the country, reporting that terrorists used fuel tankers to attack the bridge, resulting in hundreds of casualties. One of the young men also said that at that time, the whole country was under martial law, and they had to be physically inspected one by one when they got on the train and plane.

"These terrorists are really hateful, I don't know if they were caught later?" A middle-aged woman said indignantly, "It's too bold to dare to blow up an oil truck." ”,

After finishing speaking, several people before and after all ripped away from the topic and discussed related events one after another. The party kept its mouth shut for the people and did not say a word.

"Alas, you know only one and not the other. Come, I tell you, of course, try not to spread the word. The middle-aged man finished drinking the potion, put down the cup, thought about it for a while, and made a decision. It was not a fuel truck that exploded that year, but an atomic bomb! ”

"Ahh Everyone immediately exclaimed, and their eyes widened, "Atomic bomb? How can it be? Are you making jokes? ”

"Hmph, I now have to take medicine every day, this is radiation sickness, I was dragged to the People's Liberation Army Hospital after that, and I was treated for more than a month before being discharged. I'll tell you the truth, I still have to take medicine. The middle-aged man lifted the autumn coat on his chest, revealing the abdomen inside, "Look at my skin, it's the sequelae of that day." ”

Dang Weimin glanced at him, left the bed with his mobile phone, and after arriving at the dining car, he asked for a breakfast and sat down. He looked at the rapidly receding trees on either side of the train and fell into deep thought.

If it weren't for Zhao Mingrui, the person in charge of the U.S. biopharmaceutical laboratory, who said it several times, he wouldn't have gone to Yanjing, and it took a lot of effort to clear himself, and if something happened again, it would be really troublesome.

In addition to Dr. Zhao, the bigger test was that Tang Menglong's sister was in Beijing and asked to meet him. The party has practiced Tang Menglong's hometown dialect for the people, and it seems like that to outsiders, but how can he hide it from his biological sister?

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