Chapter 1212

Feng Han Min suddenly shivered, his face changing constantly. If Miss Yang from the main station really came to Ningdu and was staying at their hotel, and Yang Gang suddenly made such a big move, I'm afraid something big is really about to happen.

"Gulp!"

Feng Han Min's throat rolled: "Is Miss Yang from the main station really at our hotel?"

Yang Gang didn't hide this: "Yes!"

Feng Han Min's brain was buzzing. He had already realized that something big was really going to happen.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Yang Gang smiled bitterly: "I can't say."

Feng Han Min opened his mouth, and it took a good while before he said: "I've already been put under house arrest by you, and all the hotel's communications have been cut off by you. What else can you not say?"

Yang Gang also felt that Feng Han Min's words made sense, and asked hesitantly: "Do you really want to know?"

"I don't want to know anymore."

When Yang Gang asked this, Feng Han Min suddenly refused decisively again, and then walked back to his office.

Yang Gang blinked: "Aren't you going to find a room to sleep in?"

Feng Han Min took a deep breath, picked up a cigarette from the desk, and lit it: "How big must my heart be to be able to sleep?"

Yang Gang sat across from Feng Han Min and said with a smile: "It's going to be three or four days anyway. Relax your heart, you should still rest."

Feng Han Min ignored him, just leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes, and smoked one cigarette after another, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time reached past three o'clock in the morning, and three large buses stopped in front of the hotel gate.

In less than ten minutes, the hotel gate opened. First, two young men carried the old man lying on the stretcher out.

Immediately after, more than a hundred people walked out silently, and then boarded the large buses without a sound.

Miss Yang said with a serious face: "Old Guan, I want to go to Lingbei Town."

"No!" Guan Shengjie refused without hesitation: "Old Zhou said, absolutely do not let you go to Lingbei."

Zhou Andong not letting her go to Lingbei made Miss Yang very indignant, but in her heart, there was an indescribable warmth.

Guan Shengjie said: "Next, your task is to go to Ganzhou. The Xiangjiang Qiudongfang inspection team will arrive in Ganzhou tonight. You go follow and interview them, which can attract everyone's attention. Leave Lingbei to me."

"Alright." Miss Yang sighed and compromised.

Tang Lin looked at the time: "Get on the bus, we're going back to Ganzhou."

Miss Yang, Guan Shengjie, Tang Lin, Zhang You, Little Six, and Guan Tingya also got on the bus and headed straight for Ganzhou.

December 22, 1993, the tenth day of the eleventh lunar month, Winter Solstice!

The extreme of yin, the beginning of yang, the sun reaches the south, the day is at its shortest, the shadow is at its longest, so it is called the Winter Solstice.

The Winter Solstice is as big as the New Year, so in many places, the Winter Solstice is also called the 'Little New Year'. One is to indicate that the end of the year is near and there are not many days left, and the other is to indicate the importance of the Winter Solstice.

Eat Winter Solstice noodles, and the day grows by a thread. The Winter Solstice is the day with the shortest daylight hours in a year. After the Winter Solstice, the daylight gradually becomes longer.

In the morning, Yuan Wanqi and her entourage ate Winter Solstice noodles in the hotel restaurant, then took a car to the airport, and then met up with Zhao Hong and the others who had been waiting for a long time.

At 8:50, Yuan Wanqi and the others started checking tickets and boarding the plane.

The plane wasn't big, it could seat about twenty or thirty people, and it looked very shabby.

Yuan Wanqi was taking a domestic flight for the first time. Seeing such a plane, her eyelids twitched.

She found her seat and sat down, picked up the seatbelt and looked at it, suddenly thinking, should she write a will.

Zhao Hong put away the luggage and, with the other four bodyguards, sat in front of and behind Yuan Wanqi and across the aisle.

At this time, a beautiful flight attendant walked over and then stopped beside Yuan Wanqi.

"Miss, do you need any help?"

Yuan Wanqi was still holding the seatbelt in her hand. The flight attendant thought she didn't know how to fasten it, but also felt it was impossible.

Because Yuan Wanqi's temperament and attire didn't look like someone who hadn't taken a plane before.

"Thank you, no need." Yuan Wanqi came back to her senses and fastened the seatbelt.

The flight attendant had a smile on her face: "If you need anything, you can call me at any time."

"Okay."

Yuan Wanqi also replied with a smile.

Time passed bit by bit, and people kept coming up. Yuan Wanqi's temperament was too good; as long as it was a man, they would take a look.

Yuan Wanqi didn't care either, fiddling with the fan and keychain gifted by the airport. They even gave out souvenirs for taking a flight.

She felt that the domestic plane wasn't very good and looked like it was about to fall apart, but the service was very good, which made her very satisfied.

At the same time, Tong Huaiyu and a young man appeared at the ticket gate and were stopped.

"Sorry, the plane is about to take off, and ticket checking has stopped."

The young man raised his eyebrows and was about to curse, but was stopped by Tong Huaiyu with a wave of his hand.

"Checking tickets and going in now is still in time."

"No!" The staff member refused flatly.

Tong Huaiyu looked at the time and said to the young man: "Give me your mobile phone."

The young man took out a mobile phone from his bag. Tong Huaiyu took it, quickly dialed a string of numbers, and the other party connected very quickly.

"Uncle Han, I am Huaiyu. I am at the airport ticket gate. Because of some things, I was delayed, and by the time I got here, ticket checking had stopped, but it will still be more than ten minutes before takeoff."

A loud laugh came from the receiver: "You only know how to find your Uncle Han when you have something, and you don't even call me at ordinary times."

Tong Huaiyu said with a smile: "You are a busy person, how could I disturb your work if there's nothing wrong."

The other party laughed again: "Give the phone to the ticket checking staff."

Tong Huaiyu handed the phone to the ticket checking staff: "Answer the phone."

The staff member took the phone suspiciously, and upon hearing the voice on the other side, his waist straightened up.

"Okay, I know, Leader, don't worry, alright, alright..."

With a few words, the staff member returned the phone to Tong Huaiyu, and his attitude changed instantly, full of smiles.

"Hurry up and go in. If you're any later, the plane will take off."

Tong Huaiyu passed through the ticket gate quickly, and the young man snorted coldly at the staff member.

"Damn, looking down on people."

The staff member still smiled and didn't dare to talk back. After Tong Huaiyu and the young man disappeared at the ticket gate, he put away the smile on his face and left with his waist straight.

Tong Huaiyu got on the plane and finally exhaled. Only then did he return the mobile phone to the young man.

The young man took the mobile phone and said very proudly: "You still said it was useless and didn't let me bring it. Fortunately, I brought it, otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to get on the plane."

The two found their seats, the young man sat inside, and Tong Huaiyu sat outside.

When he fastened his seatbelt, he looked up and saw a woman with a very good temperament sitting diagonally across from him, and then he was stunned. Why did she look so familiar?

He thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Wasn't this woman Yuan Wanqi, the general manager of Xiangjiang Qiudongfang?

For a period of time, this woman had been infinitely glorious, and the front pages of major newspapers were all about her.

"Ms. Yuan, I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really a pleasure."

Yuan Wanqi turned her head and looked over, asking suspiciously: "Who are you..."