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When the flight landed, Wang Changsheng and Wang Changrong followed the flow of people to pick up their luggage, and then walked out of the airport exit mixed in with the crowd again.
When Wang Changsheng set foot on this land, he felt that it still had the same smell, familiar recipes, and the faint smell of loess in the air, which made him feel so friendly. Returning to Chang'an City after a separation of ten years gave him a sense of hometown. The child appeared.
It¡¯s probably like this when the young boy leaves home and the boss comes back.
When I walked out of the airport exit passage, there were three black 760s parked on the roadside. They all had consecutive numbers. Only the last digits of the license plates were different. Standing next to the car in the middle was a slightly fat but definitely very tall car. A sturdy middle-aged man in his forties, this man is wearing a Tang suit, with a string of Buddhist beads on his left wrist and two walnuts in his right hand. People passing by can't help but look at him sideways. Let's put it this way, there is a kind of person who you can't help but look at at first glance. Just by looking at him, you can give him the aura of a big brother, with a strong aura of the world all over his body.
This man is indeed a big brother. His name is Fu Jiu. Anyone who knows him in Chang'an City or has heard of him calls him Mr. Jiu. It is said that this man is a well-rounded person who has a wide range of friends. There's no one he doesn't recognize.
There was once a very interesting story circulating in Chang'an. A few years ago, a friend came from the capital to look for Fujiu. After coming out of the airport, he lost his bag while looking for Fujiu. This friend A friend called the city bureau. The deputy bureau answered the call and immediately asked the police station in the jurisdiction to start handling it. When this person saw Fu Jiu, he told Fu Jiu that it was useless to call the police. Five days, ten days and a half may not lead to results. Let me make a phone call. Fujiu made a call. When the two of them were having dinner in the evening, the bag that the other party had lost was sent to the hotel. They came to deliver the bag. Of course it wasn't someone from the police station, but whoever took it personally delivered it.
The person who stole the bag was Liu Zhi, also known as Tou'er, and was a member of a theft gang. This gang controlled the thieves in the entire streets, alleys, airports and train stations of Chang'an. It was well-organized and well-regulated and existed before liberation. It is an old-school Jianghu organization. No matter where they take things from, they will eventually be collected in the hands of a person named Ma Erlao, and then distributed according to work.
When Fujiu called Ma Erlao, he said, a friend of mine lost some kind of bag at the airport this afternoon, just bring it back to me during dinner in the evening.
The bag was returned, and nothing was missing from it, but with the bag came a piece of little finger. Ma Erlao told Fu Jiu, I'm sorry, Mr. Jiu, the people below are ignorant and touched your friend, I will ask someone to use this Come and apologize.
This is a very small thing, but the smaller it is, the more it shows that Fujiu can do things that others cannot do in Chang'an City.
Fu Jiu also has another identity. He is Wang Changsheng¡¯s third senior brother, so he came to the airport in person today and naturally came to take Wang Changsheng home.
In the Kunlun Temple, the third senior brother Fujiu is stationed in Chang'an City, guarding the main dragon vein of the Zhongqian Dragon. He will not leave Chang'an easily unless there is no big deal.
Wang Changsheng respectfully walked to Fu Jiu and bowed. The rules in the temple may not be very strict, but they must be polite. Wang Changsheng is the youngest gentleman. When he sees several senior brothers, he must treat them with courtesy. .
Wang Changsheng straightened up and said to Wang Changrong: "You can just call me Third Brother. You are of the same generation as me."
Wang Changrong smiled and called Fu Jiu "Third Brother". Fu Jiu laughed suddenly and reached out to take something from the person next to him. It was a small and finely carved jade pendant made of glass. He took Wang Changrong's hand. Putting the jade pendant in her hand, he said, "Brother Third, I can't let you scream in vain."
Wang Changrong felt that the tentacles of the jade pendant felt warm and cool, so she turned her head and looked at Wang Changsheng in surprise. He nodded lightly and said: "Senior brother gave it to you, just accept it. You don't need to show it to anyone."
Fujiu patted him on the shoulder twice, turned around and said: "Get in the car first, go back to eat, stay in Chang'an tonight, I will take you home tomorrow."
"okay!"
Three BMW 7 Series vehicles left the airport. They did not drive towards the city. Instead, they drove to a suburb about 20 kilometers away from the airport and entered a manor.
The manor looked antique, a bit like the gardens in Suzhou. It was surrounded by fences and there was a heavy iron gate in the middle. After the car drove over, someone quickly walked out of the gatehouse and walked toward They bowed to the three cars, and after the iron gate opened, the cars drove straight in.
In the manor, there are rockeries, flowing water, grassland and golf courses. It covers a very large area. Near the middle area are several typical Chinese-style antique buildings. Some of the buildings have parking lots in front.??Several cars.
This is a place similar to a club. On weekdays, Fujiu is specially used to entertain guests. Wang Changsheng does not receive wealth because of his fortune, but his senior brothers are not subject to this restriction.
The third senior brother, Fu Jiu, was called Jiuye in Chang'an City. The senior brother Qiushi who had appeared in Lingnan was a big boss in the business world. The two senior brothers, their backgrounds and experiences were very different from this Mr. Kunlun Guan Primary School. .
After the three cars were parked, Fu Jiu led Wang Changsheng and Wang Changrong into one of the main buildings. When people in the lobby saw him, they walked over quickly. Fu Jiu said: "Bring the things to the room, let's go eat." A meal¡±
Fujiu said to Wang Changsheng again: "If there is anything you want to eat, please order it."
Wang Changsheng looked at the splendid hall speechlessly and said, "I want to eat steamed buns or something, do you have any?"
¡°There¡¯s nothing here that you can¡¯t order, and there¡¯s nothing I can¡¯t make.¡±
"Don't talk nonsense, you have to eat this stuff in the alleys of Chang'an to get the right taste."
"You are too pretentious and have too many things to do!"
Wang Changsheng and Fu Jiu had not seen each other for two years. That year, Fu Jiu followed the rules and went to Kunlun to watch the rotation. The two stayed for a year. It was only this long after Fu Jiu returned to Chang'an.
Fu Jiu said: "Have the master and the young master returned?"
Wang Changsheng sighed and said: "I almost forgot what they looked like. The younger master left a little late, but if the master still doesn't believe me, I don't think I should give him his tablet in the temple." Enshrined¡±
Fujiu opened his mouth, reached out and pointed at him and said, "You are overthinking, he may live a more comfortable life than any of us."
Wang Changsheng thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's right. I have never seen anyone as lazy as him. Maybe he is boating on some river at this time, lying on the bamboo raft and preparing to catch a fish to eat." (Remember Website address: www.hlnovel.com