Return To 1990

On the ninth floor of the VIP Hotel, a few people in old leather jackets were standing on the side. A middle-aged man sat on a large single-seat sofa with a wooden barrel at his feet, soaking his feet very comfortably.

Standing next to him was a young man in his twenties, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, single eyelid, and a black tunic suit, giving him a sharp feeling.

There was a newspaper on the armrest of the sofa, and a piece of paper was folded on it. The middle-aged man picked up the paper and asked, "Do you know these two people?"

"Know!" The old leather jacket and the beard said in unison.

"You know this person too?" the middle-aged man asked again.

"I know, I'm in the same group with these two, Mr. Ke, and a woman who stepped on our plate..."

"Plate? What do you mean? Does it mean the same thing as the basket in the northeast?" Ke Bing asked curiously.

basket?

The old leather jacket couldn't help but burst out laughing, and hurriedly held it back.

"Mr. Ke, the plate refers to the site. They paid for it on the train. This plate and the basket you're talking about are swear words." Liang Zihui, a young man next to him, explained.

"Is that so? How can a boss take a green leather train, and it's still a hard seat." Ke Bing frowned and thought about it, then picked up the newspaper and read it carefully.

Savor the doorways.

This is not easy!

"Mr. Ke, this Lu Feng is so aggressive, he actually got involved in this matter." Liang Zihui said in a low voice.

"This online shop is too big, it's not under our control, I'll report it!" Ke Bing looked at the old leather jackets and said, "You guys stay here and do odd jobs at my place, and will be there when needed. called you."

Do odd jobs?

The old leather coat and beard are a little foggy, but he is a craftsman. Didn't he say he gave 20,000 yuan, how could he be reduced to a laborer?

Liang Zihui saw that the two were standing there motionless, and said coldly, "Why don't you thank Mr. Ke soon?"

"Thank you Mr. Ke!"

"Go down!" Ke Bing waved his hand.

The two of them were very dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to say anything more. They went out of the door and whispered to the people next to them: "Didn't you give 20,000 yuan? Why did you come here to work?"

"Give 20,000 yuan at a time, or stay here, and pay 5,000 yuan a month, you choose."

"How much?" The old leather jacket widened his eyes.

"Five thousand!"

"We stay here!"

"Report to the security department and follow me."

The two quickly followed.

A big brother was placed in front of Ke Bing and dialed a number.

The man in the Xiaoyang Building didn't sleep well all night. He sat there staring at the dark circles under his eyes. He grabbed the phone on the table as soon as it rang, and said urgently, "How is it?"

"I didn't find anyone, but I checked the details. These two people are under the hands of Jiafeng Electronics Lu Feng......"

Things were restored as they were, and the man's face became more and more ugly.

"This Lu Feng came well prepared. I didn't expect the city to be so deep and the layout was so large at such a young age. It has already started since he stepped on the train. I don't know how long the plan has been."

"Yeah, this kind of person is terrible."

"Look for those two people and turn the city over to find them. Once they fall into Lu Feng's hands, it will be too late. Also, tell Lu Feng that this is not over."

"Don't worry, I immediately contacted the people who were there to inquire about the whereabouts of these two people."

After hanging up the phone, the man rubbed his face in pain, and the woman came over and asked, "How's it going?"

"This matter is a trap. I don't think Lu Feng is that simple. If the ledger falls into his hands, it is estimated that he will use this thing to make a deal with He Jiale." The man expressed his conjecture. .

The woman's face was full of shock, what kind of calculation this was, everything was laid out from the moment she got on the train, and all developments were under his control. In this game, these so-called bigwigs are like mice. Let him knead.

So young, so scheming, so terrifying!

If Lu Feng knew that they thought so much, he would be mad on the spot.

What layout?

What city government?

I just couldn't buy a plane ticket, I just took a green train, how did it become a shocking layout?

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang, and the woman stood up and said, "I'll open the door."

The man got up and picked up the teacup on the table. He put it to his mouth and didn't drink it.

The door opened, and a woman in a suit walked in. It was very formal. The hostess asked, "Hello, what's the matter?"

"Hello!" The woman in the suit said with a businesslike look: "I'm from the Disciplinary Committee!"

"Snapped!!"

The teacup in the man's hand fell to the ground and shattered, and he was sluggish in place, so fast? Is this too fast?

"Disciplinary...Disciplinary Committee?"

"Yes, come and register how many children you have in your family, I hope you will cooperate."

The man turned his head and asked, "How many children are you responsible for registering?"

"Yes, I am from the Family Planning Commission, referred to as the Planning Commission. Is there a problem?"

"Abbreviation?" The man laughed a bit savagely, took two steps forward, raised his hand, and called out, "MaleGobi, you fucking scared me out of a heart attack, the Family Planning Commission, you still give me a short name..."

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

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Lu Feng woke up at 9:00 in the morning. He hadn't slept in for a while. The exhaustion on the train was finally eliminated today.

After getting up and taking a shower, I was ready to say goodbye to He Jiale, so I went to Shenzhen.

I was brushing my teeth when someone knocked on the door, I hurriedly rinsed my mouth and asked, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Lu, it's me, Ye Wusheng, something happened." Ye Wusheng outside the door was a little anxious.

Something happened?

Lu Feng opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Lu, you are awake. This is today's local newspaper." He handed over a stack of newspapers.

Lu Feng glanced at the title, his face completely darkened.

Too shameless.

"Who said it's settled? It's not a mess, it's like we settled here, didn't you call the municipal government?" Lu Feng said to Ye Wu: "Call He Jiale!"

"I called, and his secretary picked it up. He said that the publicity department made a mistake and made a mistake. Now we are communicating, and the newspaper has stopped publishing."

"I made a mistake? Made such a low-level mistake? Or, we have already prepared the manuscript before we came. No matter what the result is, we will send it directly. This is to kill me?" Lu Feng angrily put the newspaper directly. smashed to the ground.

He, a liar, met a rogue!

A staff member ran over and said, "Someone called Mr. Lu."

"Who is it?" Lu Feng asked.

"Say it's a friend on the road."

"What's on the road?" Lu Feng's head was full of question marks, what is this all about? Although he couldn't figure it out, he still said, "I'll answer the phone."

When he got to the phone, Lu Feng picked up the phone and said, "I'm Lu Feng, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. It's really a good idea for President Lu to be young. You should have arranged everything before you set off. I really admire such a layout ability!"

"Layout? What layout? I don't understand what you're talking about." Lu Feng said puzzled.

"Mr. Lu, you're a smart person, and I'm the fool. There's no need for a smart person like you to continue playing as a fool. Hand over your things and I'll keep you out of here safely, otherwise don't blame your brother polite."

"Something? Did you make the wrong call? I'm Lu Feng from Jiafeng Electronics. I don't understand what you're talking about!" Lu Feng felt that the other party was playing tricks on him.

"It seems that President Lu doesn't look down on me at all. Also, there is no need to say anything to me with your skills and the city government. I know I'm not worthy, but I'm the spokesperson for that person now, understand?"

clear?

Lu Feng scolded angrily, "I understand you're a motherfucker!"

"Remember what I said, it's easy to say anything when you take it out. If you can't take it out, don't blame me for being rude, you can try it!" The other party threatened and hung up the phone.

Everyone present looked at each other in confusion.

Lu Feng was also confused, and asked a few people, "I slept all night, right? Didn't I sleep for a year?"

"No, no, today is September 25th!"

"Is it '92?"

"exactly!"

If they weren't sure that the day had not changed, and Lu Feng also looked in the mirror, it really had not changed, or else they really thought that they had crossed again, why is everything wrong?

The scene was silent for a few minutes, and intuition told Lu Feng that he couldn't leave.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Feng couldn't wait any longer. He made a few calls to He Jiale, all of which were answered by the secretary. He drove to the municipal office by himself.

"Where's the others?" Lu Feng stood at the door of He Jiale's office and asked his secretary.

"Mr. Lu? Why are you here? He's in a meeting, and he'll be here right away. You go to the reception room to sit for a while and drink some water. It's just that the people under your command are not smart enough to do things like this, so sit down quickly."

"Not smart?" Lu Feng snorted coldly and entered the reception room. He also knew that there was nothing to say to a secretary, so he asked He Jiale directly.

A few minutes later, the door opened and He Jiale came over. He saw a smile on Lu Feng's face, stepped forward and grabbed Lu Feng's hand. Mistake, doesn't it just mean that it is some kind of fate?"

"Fate?" Lu Feng sat down and looked at him and said, "You have sent brothers on the road to threaten me, how dare I go?"

"On the road? Which road?"

"What do you think, call me and ask me to hand over my things, otherwise I won't be able to get out of here." Lu Feng's voice was a little angry, and he was already trying his best to restrain himself.

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible." He Jiale was also confused, sat down and asked, "Mr. Lu, there's absolutely no such thing, have you offended people? What is my status to do such a thing? "

Lu Feng looked at him with sincerity, and he freely admitted that he printed the wrong newspaper. It doesn't look like he did it.

"I didn't offend anyone here, let alone someone on the road, and asked me to hand over things, name and name, and make the wrong call." Lu Feng wondered.

He Jiale was overjoyed, don't worry about it, Lu Feng won't be able to leave this time.

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