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Chapter 50

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    ?Life is still going on, there is no need to drill into the deep mountains and old forests all day long, Song Fengchen's life is really much more leisurely.

    When Chen Bingwen came to the door, Song Fengchen was cleaning a small piece of thin bamboo forest behind his house.  The area of ??this thin bamboo forest is not very large, about thirty square meters.  Song Fengchen planned to turn it into a vegetable field and grow some radishes and cabbages so as not to bother the Chen family all the time.

    "Mr. Chen?" Song Fengchen was a little surprised.

    Outside the door, Chen Bingwen bowed slightly as a salute: "Mr. Song, please forgive me for taking the liberty to visit."

    "If not, please come in, Mr. Chen!" As he said, Song Fengchen turned his body sideways.  Stretch out your right hand.

    Entering the room and taking a seat, the bodyguard behind Chen Bingwen quickly stepped forward and put the gift box in his hand on the table.

    "The conditions in the countryside are a bit rough. Don't blame Mr. Chen." Song Fengchen opened the door curtain, walked in with a copper pot, and poured a bowl of cold water for Chen Bingwen and the three of them.

    "Mr. Song was joking." Chen Bingwen picked up the water and took two sips unhurriedly.

    "It's been more than two months since we left Yang City. How is Mr. Chen?" Song Fengchen asked.

    Without the blessing of Zuo Shengji, Chen Bingwen's gray hair and wrinkled face are in line with the appearance he should have at his age.

    "It's okay." Chen Bingwen looked optimistic: "Thanks to Mr. Song, although my energy is not as good as before, but fortunately, I have smoothly handed over a lot of troublesome things in my hand. I am fine now  With a light body and the preferential treatment from above, life is more comfortable than before."

    The two started chatting like old friends they hadn't seen for a long time. Just talking, the topic fell on Wen Tingwen for some reason, that is, the one who had something growing in his stomach.

    "I heard that it was postoperative infection or heavy metal poisoning. The day after Mr. Song left Yang City, he was urgently transferred to the provincial hospital for treatment. He hasn't come back yet. As for his position, someone else has taken over his position."  , is his former enemy"

    Hearing this, Song Fengchen smiled, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

    Feeling that the greetings were almost done, Chen Bingwen said: "Everyone says that if you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Hall. Today, I suddenly came to visit. I really have something to ask, and I have no choice."

    Song Fengchen looked at him and expressed his willingness to hear more about him.

    Chen Bingwen calmed down: "What I did before, at best, I was doing things for the superiors, but in the final analysis it cannot be separated from the word smuggling. Mr. Song, do you still remember the watch I gave you before?"

    Song Fengchen nodded, guessing that there must be a reason for Chen Bingwen to mention this matter, he thought for a while, and said: "I remember Mr. Chen said that it was originally a gift from your partner."

    "That's right," Chen Bingwen replied, "My partner is from the Zhong family in Hong Kong, and he is one of my important suppliers."

    "But what happened to the Zhong family?" Song Fengchen asked.

    "Exactly." Chen Bingwen said: "At the end of August, some strange things happened in his family. The specifics are that his family has a tight mouth, but they haven't spread it to the outside world, so I don't know for sure. I just vaguely heard that his family is secretly  Looking around for masters in Feng Shui Xuanshu."

    "This is not a few days ago. I took my successor to Hong Kong City to find out the way. The Zhong family was shocked by the change in my appearance and couldn't help asking a few more questions."

    Chen Bingwen smiled: "I have a lot of contacts with the Zhong family, and I have a little friendship. In addition, I drank a few more glasses at the dinner table and relaxed for a while, so I explained the ins and outs of the matter to the Zhong family in detail. It didn't hit the mark.  their arms."

    "I see." Song Fengchen said slowly.

    "They opened their mouths. I have no choice but to come and bother Mr. Song." Chen Bingwen changed his voice and kept silent about the many conveniences Zhong's family had promised him. He only said: "The Zhong family is in Hong Kong.  Those powerful and powerful families in the world, but they can also be regarded as rich and powerful, I don¡¯t know if Mr. Song is interested in making this deal.¡±

    What Chen Bingwen said was a bit vulgar, but it also indirectly showed his attitude.  In this matter, he was only playing the role of a lobbyist, and he didn't mean to threaten others with affection and climb up the pole, so the final decision was still in Song Fengchen's hands.

    What's more, he told Song Fengchen clearly that he should treat the affairs of Zhong's family as ordinary business, and he didn't have to worry about his favor at all.

    This can be seen from his mouthful of Zhong family members.

    Song Fengchen liked Chen Bingwen's attitude.

    Thinking that there is nothing to do recently anyway, let¡¯s take this trip.?No problem.  Song Fengchen said with a smile: "Since Mr. Chen has said so, there is no reason to reject this door-to-door business."

    What's more, if he has a lot of money, he would like to have more such good things. Although he is suspected of cursing others, it is the truth from the bottom of his heart.

    "I have already prepared the air ticket introduction letter and so on in advance. The plane in the morning of the day after tomorrow will fly directly to Hong Kong City from Baishi Airport." Chen Bingwen's expression lifted: "Look, Mr. Song, when is the best time for us to leave?"

    Cypress City is the capital of Li Province, and Cypress City Airport is the only airport in Li Province, including the three surrounding provinces.

    "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment, I will arrange the family affairs first." Song Fengchen said.

    "Okay." Chen Bingwen nodded.

    First went to Xu Shujian's place to say hello, and then asked Mrs. Chen's second sister-in-law to help look after the house. After packing up two sets of clothes, Song Fengchen got into the jeep that Chen Bingwen deliberately parked outside the village to avoid trouble.

    It was bumpy all the way, and it was already dusk the next day when we arrived in Kashiwa City.

    A group of people directly stayed in the guest house and had a simple dinner. Chen Bingwen sent Song Fengchen four suits, two white and two black, and then said euphemistically: "Mr.  dress."

    Song Fengchen looked at the blue cloth overalls he was wearing, and he didn't understand what Chen Bingwen meant. It was not enough to be ashamed, but it was true to be helpless.  Given the conditions of the country, it is no wonder that people despise it, and only hope that the country will become prosperous and strong as soon as possible.

    Thinking of this, he left those two black suits behind.

    Early the next morning, the two went straight to Kashiwa Airport.

    Compared with the airports of tens of hectares in later generations, the airports in the 1970s were pitifully small.

    Tickets are written by hand. Tickets are purchased only by letters of introduction. There is no security check. There are only two small planes parked on the lawn next to the runway, and there are only a few flights a day.

    The cabin is extremely narrow, and the more than fifty seats are not numbered, let alone seat belts.  There were not too many passengers, including Song Fengchen and his party, they were only in their early twenties, and all of them were in suits and leather shoes.

    Before takeoff, the only stewardess on the plane invited everyone to sit on both sides of the aisle to keep the plane balanced.

    Finally, the plane took off successfully, and the sound of enthusiastic conversation in the cabin disappeared, and there was only the endless sound of vomiting and the huge roar of the aircraft engine.

    An indescribable smell came out of his nostrils, and Song Fengchen trembling, took out the box of five Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket-this is a small gift specially prepared by China Civil Aviation for passengers, which is probably equivalent to mineral water in later generations.

    He unpacked it, took out one, crushed it and put it under his nose. The smell of tobacco leaves instantly soothed the churning in his stomach.

    It was already around three o'clock in the afternoon when the plane arrived in the port city. Song Fengchen's face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, "I knew that flying by plane was so uncomfortable, why should I rush to suffer this crime."

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