Chapter 317: Return to Qi He Kuang

Shen Honghong, upon hearing we were going to leave again,

She pursed her lips.

"Leaving again, I just got used to living here; you go, I'm not leaving."

This woman really has a lot of issues.

"Fine, if you're not leaving, then stay here; we're all leaving. This place, Kong Shi already knows, he's preparing to send people to catch us. Then you just wait for them to come catch us."

I finished speaking, ignored Shen Honghong, and went straight back to the room.

Shen Honghong still wanted to say something, but Xiao Fang quickly grabbed her hand from the side.

"Sister Honghong, let's go back to Qi He Kuang; the conditions there are more comfortable than here. I've lived there before."

Hearing Xiao Fang say that, Shen Honghong couldn't say anything else.

Li Ming followed me into the room.

"Brother, Kong Shi really knows we're hiding here."

I nodded.

"Zhao Xiaohua reported us."

"Zhao Xiaohua is really no good. Brother, I misspoke." After Li Ming said that, he glanced at me and felt a bit embarrassed cursing Zhao Xiaohua in front of me.

"Li Ming, you're right to curse him; Zhao Xiaohua is no good. Eating inside and betraying outside at Da Heng Group, now as soon as he goes out he reports us,"

but he didn't expect that Kong Shi wouldn't really believe him.

After all, Kong Shi and Zhang Zong have decades of friendship."

"Then is it not too dangerous for us to return to Qi He Kuang now?" Li Ming asked.

"There is danger, it's unavoidable; we're currently hiding in Da Heng Group. If Kong Shi somehow comes and really finds us, what then, and we'd implicate Zhang Zong. By then, without Zhang Zong here, we'd lose a capable assistant."

Returning to Qi He Kuang was the result of my discussion with Shangguan Zhuren.

We'll set up an open plot against Kong Shi; hum, let's see who's tougher."

"An open plot. Is this Lei Lei's doing?" Li Ming asked.

I nodded.

"It's this kid; now I'm our only means of capture."

Li Ming didn't speak further, kept me company smoking a cigarette, then went to rest.

The next day, Zhang Zong specially arranged a business car to send us off.

As we were about to leave, we shook hands with Zhang Zong,

Xiao Shitou followed Zhang Zong to see us off.

Seeing me, Xiao Shitou's eyes were misty,

I held Xiao Shitou in my arms, gently patting his shoulder,

"Xiao Shitou, stay well in the group helping Zhang Zong; give my regards to your mother, I'll definitely pass them along."

Xiao Shitou couldn't hold back anymore; tears streamed down like broken beads.

"Dad, rest assured, I know what to do. If Qi He Kuang becomes safe, tell me and I'll go see Mom; I miss her." Xiao Shitou said through tears.

My eyes also got wet,

I patted his shoulder again,

"Okay, Xiao Shitou, we're leaving; you all take care."

After saying that, I got in the car and waved at Zhang Zong and Xiao Shitou.

Our group quickly arrived at Qi He Kuang.

After entering Qi He Kuang, Xiao Feng led Du County to greet us at the mine gate.

Du County watched us get out of the car,

happily said: "Jianqiang, didn't expect that, huh? We meet again. You've gotten much fatter and more handsome; I don't see you as fleeing, more like on a trip."

Hearing Du County say that, I laughed heartily,

"Du bro, you really like to joke; we escaped from death. How is this a trip? Let me introduce you to our old leader, Shangguan Zhuren."

Du County hurried over to Shangguan Zhuren,

"Shangguan Zhuren, it's been years since we last saw you; you're still as energetic as ever."

Shangguan Zhuren held Du County's hand,

"Du County, do you still remember this old man?"

"Yo, Shangguan Zhuren, look what you're saying; don't call me Du County anymore, I've been removed from office, just call me Zhaocai."

"Zhaocai, as soon as we see you, we bring in wealth." Shangguan Zhuren said humorously.

Xiao Feng specially arranged a welcome banquet for us at the Qi He Kuang cafeteria.

Xiao Feng called Qian Niang, Ru Meng, He Qing, and Ya Ling over.

Seeing them, I hurried over.

"Mother, it's New Year; I pay my respects to you. Wishing you good health."

Qian Niang looked at me and smiled: "Jianqiang, it's great that you could come back for New Year; please sit down. Ru Meng, keep your dad company."

Ru Meng then sat beside me,

I put my arm around Ru Meng,

"Ru Meng, you don't miss Dad?"

"Both want and don't want." Ru Meng said.

"What does that mean, both want and don't want? Explain it to Dad."

"Dad, you left not long and came back, it's just that I don't really want to. You don't want to, you are my dad. Anyway, that's what I mean." Ru Meng said bluntly.

Hearing Ru Meng's bluntness, I laughed and said,

"You little fool, do you know it's not happy to have Dad by your side accompanying you? It's New Year, and you don't even give Dad a New Year greeting."

"Okay, I've wished you a New Year, I've wished Dad a New Year, hand over the red envelope." Ru Meng said, after bowing to wish me a New Year, then she asked me for a red envelope.

I said: "You little girl, you wish me a New Year and still want a red envelope. We agreed: I give you a red envelope, you must not waste it."

Ru Meng pretended to look sad,

"Dad, where can I spend it? I'm stuck all day at Qi He Kuang, I can't get out. I'm so bored I could die."

"Ru Meng, in a few days it'll be fine. Then Dad will definitely take you out for a trip. Tell me, where do you want to go?" I asked.

Ru Meng tilted her head, thinking, and said: "Let's go to South Korea, my favorite star Jin Xier, whose birthday is in May. We are currently launching online, celebrating her birthday together in South Korea."

As soon as I heard Ru Meng mention the South Korean star again, I got angry.

I don't know why these young people like those stars; they're all beauties made into zombies by plastic surgery.

South Korea is even more like that; from top to bottom, they live a lifestyle of entertainment unto death.

I most dislike the people of this country,

especially arrogant and conceited, thinking they live in their own world.

When I was chairman of Da Heng Group, I had contact with people from this country; the impression was very bad.

A South Korean businessman came to discuss cooperation on home building materials.

Damn, from the moment he came to the company, this guy never smiled, always with a dead-person face,

as if he bore a deep grudge.

Moreover, he especially disrespects women; in his mouth, women aren't even people,

If women aren't people, where did he come from?

While eating and drinking, I had an argument with him,

Coincidentally that day was the Dragon Boat Festival, and a plate of zongzi was deliberately placed on the wine table; he actually claimed that zongzi originated from their country's customs.

I was furious then, damn, what nonsense,

He argues about everything; I swore, "Fuck your mother, you bastards are all things I created."

The translator looked at me, too scared to translate.

When drinking, they said our liquor was undrinkable and our food uneatable, yet they kept pouring cup after cup into their mouths, unable to put down their chopsticks. All they had was kimchi, besides a bit of seaweed.

I had Shi Yong drink against him until the guy was knocked out, lying on the floor, and had people lift him out.

Only then did I feel relieved.

I strongly love this land beneath my feet,

I won't allow anyone to criticize it.

However, here we have indeed done poorly in cultural preservation,

Many cultured customs are disappearing, for example, not allowing firecrackers during New Year; in another ten or so years,

our Spring Festival will become theirs.

Just think, those experts are all talking nonsense, their heads are only for serving the fathers of Europe and America.

Just thinking about this makes my head hurt.