Chapter 555: Escape

"Hiss~~~"

Li Xuewu shook his head and said uncomprehendingly: "That's truly strange. I don't believe he could have calculated this day nineteen years ago."

"I don't believe it either."

The young man blew a puff of smoke, looked into the distance, and said: "You know, I was already twelve when I first met him, in the third grade of elementary school."

"Speaking of this..."

Li Xuewu interrupted and asked: "How come you're nineteen and only in the second year of high school?"

Seeing Li Xuewu's lack of professionalism in interrupting, the young man expressed his disdain for Li Xuewu's ability.

However, it wasn't easy to have someone accompany him, so he didn't show it.

He was using this information to fish for this person, but this person didn't seem to know it and just kept interrupting.

"I started school late. I was eleven before I started school."

This question of Li Xuewu's also made him very embarrassed. After all, having been in school with a group of children younger than himself since he was a child was a very bad feeling.

After explaining, fearing Li Xuewu would misunderstand, he added: "Actually, I met him when I was twelve because he only knew of my existence when I was eleven. If it weren't for his arrangement, I wouldn't have been able to go to school."

Li Xuewu frowned slightly and said: "I'm not thinking wildly, but how could your mother..."

"It was an accident."

The young man hurriedly interrupted Li Xuewu's words, truly afraid that this hotheaded Li Xuewu would say something inappropriate.

"My mother was from the same village as him. Later, he went to study and never came back."

"Oh~~~"

Li Xuewu nodded understandingly and said: "I really didn't know this, but wasn't this situation rare at that time?"

The young man pursed his lips and said: "Is Chen Shimei something that happened just last year? Where isn't there something like this?"

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked: "Do you hate him?"

"Heh heh, can't say that."

The young man glanced at Li Xuewu, somewhat meaningfully. Finally, he asked something useful.

However, he seemed very willing to cooperate and explained: "When our family was at its most difficult, when the work team wanted to investigate her, there was no other way, so she brought me from the village to find him."

"After that, she lied to me, saying she wasn't my mother, but that I was someone that person had fostered in the countryside. She explained it to the work team like that too."

"Isn't it very strange?"

The young man pursed his lips, glanced at Li Xuewu, and continued to look into the distance: "I guess he was also very strange when he knew of my existence."

Li Xuewu maintained the same posture as the young man, also looking into the distance.

For a silent listener like Li Xuewu, the young man relaxed and began to recount his own life story.

In the cold wind of the early morning, smoking a cigarette, it was as if he were recounting a past event belonging to someone else.

Li Xuewu would nod occasionally, but spent more time in silence.

The young man finally finished recounting his life, looked at the red sun rising in the distance, turned to look at Li Xuewu, and smiled: "Is the past of an illegitimate child very boring and uninteresting?"

Li Xuewu withdrew his gaze from the distance, as if awakened after a movie ended, turned to look at the young man, tilted his head, and said: "You have a maturity that transcends your age group."

"Woo~~~"

A black train figure appeared among the distant buildings, and the whistle sounded across the sky. The young man looked at the train coming from afar, also lost in thought, and said: "Maybe it's because I've been in contact with children younger than me since I was a child, so I seem more mature."

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile and said: "You have more thoughts than me, someone who has already started working."

"Heh heh, not necessarily."

Hearing Li Xuewu's praise, the young man actually appeared humble. He rubbed his hands and said: "My mom said, children from poor families take charge early. I've actually always been like this."

Li Xuewu nodded and said to the young man: "I understand you quite well. Actually, I also had a miserable childhood. My dad wasn't good to me either, often hitting me for no reason, and my family was very poor. We brothers and sisters..."

Neither of them cared about the train approaching from afar, entering the station, passengers getting off, getting on, or even the train leaving.

The noisy bustle didn't disturb the two of them. This long bench seemed to have been cast with a magic spell, having an outer shell that isolated the world.

The passengers in a hurry on the platform wouldn't care about these two strange people; at most, they would take a glance before chasing their own trains.

The hurried travelers on the platform wouldn't care about these two strange people; at most, they would just take a glance before chasing after their own trains.

Li Xuewu recounted with a sigh the days when he didn't know if he would have his next meal and was often beaten, telling how he could only steal things to eat when he was hungry, and so on.

The young man listened very carefully and empathized deeply, only lamenting that his own father was not as miserable, and that having a father didn't necessarily mean warmth either; he felt he wasn't the most pathetic one after all.

In this world, what could compare to the empathy shared between fellow patients discussing their conditions?

Your dad didn't acknowledge you?

What a coincidence, my dad acknowledges me, but he beats me~

"So I don't hate him, I just feel very helpless."

The young man took a puff of his cigarette, and after Li Xuewu finished speaking, he said: "At least when he's gone, my mother and I can be a bit more at ease."

After saying this, he looked at Li Xuewu and asked: "In a situation like mine, I won't get arrested, right?"

"I don't know about that stuff."

Li Xuewu smiled, tucked the cigarette case and lighter into his pocket, and said: "Usually, the leaders above decide; I just follow orders and do whatever I'm told."

"That's true."

The young man nodded and said: "I've been talking to you for so long, and you haven't asked a single serious question. Won't your leaders deal with you?"

"Not at all~"

Li Xuewu shook his head quite cheerfully and said: "When I came out, he was also treating a dead horse as if it were alive. On the embankment, we only found your dad's driver and you..."

Speaking of this, Li Xuewu suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "That woman, do you call her Mom... or...?"

"No."

The young man looked at Li Xuewu, shook his head, and said: "Every time I go to his house, she doesn't talk to me, and I don't call her anything. There's nothing to say."

"Oh~~~"

Li Xuewu nodded knowingly, curled his lips, and said: "Your feeling is right; she's not a good person."

Looking at Li Xuewu's expression, the young man became curious and asked: "What's wrong with her?"

Li Xuewu shook his head, curled his lips with a look of disdain, but said: "Can't say, it's an eyesore, too... ugh~~~"

Seeing Li Xuewu's disgusted expression, he became even more curious. He hadn't known that woman for just a year or two, and she always had an arrogant demeanor. Now, hearing Li Xuewu describe her so filthily, he was truly itching with curiosity.

"Hey, tell me about it, it's not like anything will happen anyway."

The young man leaned closer to Li Xuewu and said: "You tell me, I absolutely won't tell anyone else. I just want to know how she's bad. Could it be that she did..."

"That's something you guessed yourself, I didn't say it."

Before the young man could finish, Li Xuewu pointed his finger at him and emphasized this, as if the young man had really guessed correctly.

The young man was stunned at this moment. What did I guess for you to have that look?

But the more Li Xuewu acted like this, the more it made him think of that kind of thing.

"What~!"

The young man widened his eyes in disbelief, looking as if he were saying, "Don't lie to me."

"How is that possible? She doesn't look like that kind of person."

Li Xuewu curled his lips and said: "Do you know the saying 'you can know a person's face but not their heart'? You might be mature in your thinking, but you definitely haven't seen as much as I have."

The young man felt a bit withdrawn, sitting there blankly, looking at Li Xuewu unable to speak.

Li Xuewu also sighed and said: "A lone man and a lone woman, one in the prime of life, the other a young lad, in the middle of the night, sitting in a pitch-black car for several hours—do you think they could just be chatting idly like us?"

"This... this... how is this possible?"

Listening to Li Xuewu's words, the young man believed it in his heart, but couldn't bring himself to believe it out loud.

Li Xuewu shrugged indifferently and said: "I'll say it, you just listen. Once we leave here, I won't admit to it."

"Yes."

The young man nodded blankly, then said to Li Xuewu: "Thanks, you're a good person, quite decent."

"Hehe."

Li Xuewu nodded with a smile, pounded his knees, and said: "It's nothing, I'm just telling it as a joke, something to hear and laugh about."

"Indeed."

The young man nodded and asked: "Then she...?"

"Don't know."

Li Xuewu pursed his lips, shook his head, and curled his lips again, saying: "We searched their car and found a lot of things. You know, it really wasn't a small amount. I estimate..."

He only said half of his words, leaving the rest for the young man to guess.

At the same time, observing the young man's complexion, seeing his moment of silence, Li Xuewu couldn't help but pinch his fingers involuntarily.

"Then..."

The young man wanted to ask more, but discovered that Li Xuewu had already stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"Going back."

Li Xuewu smiled at the young man, who looked reluctant to let him go, and said: "My mission was just to wait here with you for the first train to pass, because they've already started closing the net over there. Your dad wasn't caught back then, and by now, who knows where he's run off to."

The young man looked at the end of the railway and asked Li Xuewu: "The next train is coming soon, aren't you going to wait?"

"Hehe, no need."

Li Xuewu chuckled and then said: "I'd also like to chat with you for a while longer, but you know, I'm different from you; I have to go to work to support my family."

The young man looked at the helplessness on Li Xuewu's face, nodded, and said: "Oh, yeah, it's dawn."

Li Xuewu tilted his head and turned to head toward the ticket gate without hesitation.

The young man's gaze followed Li Xuewu the whole time; from the waiting room window, one could see Li Xuewu leading several people out of the waiting room's main entrance.

And those people who had been responsible for monitoring him watched all this blankly.

Including the workers who had checked the tracks all night, they also stood by the tracks holding their hammers, watching this side blankly.

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched as he took another look at the red sun rising on the horizon in the distance.

If he hadn't had contact with this father, what would it be like?

If he hadn't come to the city, what would it be like?

If he hadn't been born, what would it be like?

In the waiting room, the person in charge of the Investigation Department here sighed at Li Xuewu's retreating figure as he left the station.

Although it was hard to face the fact of failure, that was life; there were always some imperfect flaws that left one with regrets.

But wasn't this kind of regret the fun in life? If a person really had everything go smoothly, what would be the point?

He understood this person Li Xuewu; like their section chief, he was a young, promising, and proactive activist.

They were both the kind of heaven-favored children who rarely encountered setbacks. This time, their joint effort hitting a snag in Steel City might not be a bad thing for them.

The person in charge held his tea mug and took a sip of hot water, warming his stomach.

Looking at the platform again, that figure was still there, still looking lonely.

Only, the morning sun shining on him lacked the coldness of the early morning, instead having a feeling of warmth.

The investigators deployed around looked toward this side, but the person in charge did not give the signal to retreat. Just as he had promised Li Xuewu, if this young man didn't leave, they wouldn't leave.

They had spent the whole night here, what was half a day more?

Being played for a fool by this little brat was truly hard to swallow; even if they had to wait, they would make him freeze on the platform for a while.

The young man clearly thought the same. With Li Xuewu gone, the two sides began this standoff again.

Time passed; the noise of people going to work and the hustle and bustle of the waiting room formed the melody of the station's morning.

A new day had begun, and the past could no longer be chased.

"Woo~~~"

The whistle of the second train came from the direction of the rising red sun. The investigators standing by the tracks could still see the white mist drifting from the locomotive.

The person in charge boarded the platform with the flow of people checking tickets and stood not far from that chair.

He knew that they had been exposed; this young man had keen observation and counter-surveillance skills.

It wasn't that their abilities were lacking, but after the target went missing, hiding here had lost its meaning; it was more of a deterrent.

A stray dog, surrounded on three sides with one left open.

The young man turned his head to look at the person in charge; his indifferent face no longer had the liveliness from when he was chatting with Li Xuewu, it was all gray and cold.

But this gray coldness was so out of place under the morning sun.

Standing with his back to the sun, the person in charge looked like nothing more than a silhouette.

The two stared at each other, like two dueling swordsmen waiting for the other to make a move. The image of their standoff formed a sharp contrast with the hurried travelers around them.

Travelers always reached the platform a step ahead of the train, and the train entered the station with a "clatter-clatter" sound.

The subsequent "hiss~" let everyone on the platform know that the starting gun had fired. People in the queue pushed forward hard, as if they were going to run out of seats.

The attendant stood by the door shouting hoarsely to maintain order, while also having to help travelers with a lot of luggage lift it.

Those with official status boarded the sleeper carriage directly under the train conductor's signal.

The train driver and several colleagues jumped off the train; his shift was done, and he would change shifts to take the next train back in a while.

The incoming train driver and his partners boarded the train laughing and talking.

A busy station is just like this; everyone has their own work and responsibilities, and everyone has their own direction and destination.

A point in time brings them together here, yet they board different carriages and rush toward different distant places.

Actually, trains at this time all had seats; the crowding was just people's anticipation and planning for the unknown situation inside the carriage.

Just like how people in this country love to save—including grain, money, and even children—this is the bloody experience summarized by the hardworking and simple people of this country over thousands of years in the face of various disasters and hardships.

Regardless of quality, this is the essence of a mindset, and also a habit carved into their bones.

If one day the phenomenon of queuing appears, that is the establishment of order and the improvement of cultural quality, giving people the confidence and composure to deal with fear in the face of the unknown.

After a burst of panic, the number of people on the platform decreased; except for the staff, only a few relatives seeing people off remained.

Between the pillars, the benches were mostly empty, with only the young man and the person in charge still confronting each other.

If time were eternal at this moment, they still wouldn't be able to spark any romance.

The signalman was already waving flags; after a brief stop, the train sounded its whistle, representing the start of the next leg of the journey.

The train started slowly, but also more steadily. The relatives followed the carriage, slowly breaking into a light run.

At this time, journeys were long, letters were slow, and meeting once could be a difficult thing.

So they all cherished it deeply.

Seeing them off with a light run might be their stubbornness in their final attachment to their loved ones.

And after the light run, when they couldn't keep up with the train's speed, these people often wouldn't choose to run fast again.

There is no banquet in the world that doesn't end; everyone knows the principle that no matter how far you see someone off, you must eventually part ways, so they hide this longing in their hearts, brewing it well, waiting to bloom with even happier smiles when they meet again.

Suddenly, a figure darted out from the platform, so abrupt compared to these people who were slowing down.

"Stop!"

"Don't run!"

"Call someone quickly!"

Guan Haishan couldn't hear the shouting behind him, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. Now, there was only the sound of the wind in his ears, the sound of the wind rushing past.

When he was confronting the person in charge, when the train was slowly accelerating and about to pass before his eyes, he moved.

Moving like a rabbit, moving as wantonly as a dog off the leash, so mischievous, so proud.

"Bang!"

The train wouldn't stop because of anyone's shouting, nor would it stop because someone hung onto the rear railing to climb aboard, nor would it stop because a group of people were chasing and cursing.

"Ha~ ha~ hahaha."

Guan Haishan pulled hard with his arms, his dangling body flipping onto the rear platform of the luggage carriage; this was the place for loading and unloading luggage.

And now he stood on the platform, panting heavily, his mouth wide open, waving to the various people in different clothes who were chasing behind him but couldn't catch up.

This greeting and the smile on his face carried a thick sense of mockery, making the person in charge chasing behind the train furious, but he was certain he couldn't catch up to the train.

What made him even angrier was that the rear door of the luggage carriage opened, and a familiar figure walked out, said something to Guan Haishan, and then the two entered the luggage carriage together.

"Hoo~ it's~ it's the target! It's Guandong! Hurry and call!"

The train moved forward quickly against the cool spring breeze as the sun rose, and the withered trees by the roadside revealed new buds under the blowing of the spring breeze.

And the father and son, who had also gained a new life, hugged each other rarely, revealing victorious smiles after escaping death.

"Dad."

"Hmm."

The one discovered by the person in charge was indeed Guandong, who was now smiling at his son and saying: "Scared?"

"No."

Guan Haishan shook his head; although his legs were still trembling, he was still smiling, as if he had completed a great adventure.

"Hehe."

Guandong patted his son's shoulder, handed him a water bottle, and said: "Catch your breath, drink a little slowly."

Guan Haishan took the water bottle, drank a small sip, smiled at his father again, and said: "Sat at the station all night, almost couldn't run."

"Hard work."

Guandong touched his son's arm, nodded, and said: "Let's go, take you to rest for a while."

"Dad."

Seeing his father about to take him to the front, Guan Haishan hesitated and asked: "Won't there be danger? They know we're on the train, will they be at the next stop..."

"Still early."

Guandong smiled and said: "It's still more than two hours to the next stop, you still have time to rest."

"Won't something happen?"

The adventure just now still left Guan Haishan with lingering fears; now he seemed cautious and careful.

Guandong also knew that a child is ultimately a child; even if he was older, he was still a bit timid.

"It's fine, I've arranged everything."

As he spoke, he took his son through the luggage carriage, turned back to lock the door with a key, and walked forward all the way until they reached the passenger carriage. He didn't stop, walked straight through several busy carriages, passed the dining car, and found an empty seat to sit down.

This train wasn't full at all; the seats around this carriage were all empty, which made Guan Haishan relax quite a bit.

"You rest for a while, we'll get off before the next stop, then take a car back, and then take a car to Fengcheng."

Guandong said to his son: "Did you buy the tickets I asked you to buy?"

"Bought them."

Guan Haishan's pocket was full of train tickets; he had bought tickets for every route passing through here.

"Good."

Guandong smiled, sizing up his son, with an indescribable meaning on his face.

And Guan Haishan, holding the water bottle, asked nervously: "If we go back, will there be danger?"

"Remember what I told you?"

Guandong looked around before continuing: "Soldiers use risky strategies, combining the real with the fake. You must think of what he can think of first, and think of even more than he does."

Guan Haishan nodded, then lowered his head, thinking about his father's words.

If letting himself attract the target was to help his father escape, then him jumping onto the train was helping his father give those people the impression that they were running far away.

Since the father and son had reunited, how could they possibly go back to Steel City?

And his father doing the opposite, turning back to Steel City, making those people search the whole train station for them, was a feint.

By the time they discovered this, he and his father would probably have already taken a car and headed to Fengcheng.

Once they got there, finding them would be as difficult as it could possibly be.

Guan Haishan found his role in his father's words; to put it bluntly, it was still being used, but he didn't dare ask or say anything.

Guandong noticed his son's silence, took out a cigarette case, lit one, and asked his son: "Nothing happened at the station, right?"

"No."

Guan Haishan shook his head and said: "Those people are truly blockheads, monitoring me like I'm a fool. With those deployments, even a blind person could see it."

"Hehe, not exactly."

Guandong shook his head slightly and said: "They wanted to trap me in Steel City, didn't want me to get on the train, fearing that things would get complicated and involve them."

After finishing, he shook the cigarette in his hand, glanced at the passing attendants, and then winked at his son sitting opposite him.

Guan Haishan didn't see the attendants coming from behind, but seeing his father wink, he also quieted down.

The attendants didn't pay them any mind; perhaps they were changing shifts or cleaning, and they passed by while talking in low voices.

Guan Haishan watched those attendants wearing white cotton masks pass by, then opened his mouth to his father: "Are there no communication tools on the train?"

"Mostly no, at least not on this train."

Guandong nodded, knowing his son was cautious, pursed his lips, and said: "After we get off the train in a while, the people at the station will withdraw, you don't need to worry."

Guan Haishan nodded, then hesitated and asked: "Dad, that... at home..."

Looking at his hesitant appearance, Guandong raised his eyebrows and asked: "What about at home?"

Guan Haishan moved his lips and said: "My... my mom might have been caught by them."

"Oh, I guessed that."

Guandong took a puff of his cigarette, nodded, and said: "With their ability, it's not strange that they found you and your mother."

"Then... do you blame my mom?"

Guan Haishan was still cautiously testing his father's attitude. From the situation of him being monitored, he knew his mother must have been caught, and judging by the situation the person just mentioned, it looked like his mother had also confessed some things.

"No, I don't blame her."

Guandong narrowed his eyes, shook his head, and said to his son: "I don't blame anyone; it's all my fault for making you suffer so many difficulties."

After saying this, he smiled slightly and asked: "Did you call her Mom?"

Guan Haishan lowered his head a bit embarrassedly, his voice a little small as he said: "It was my fault before..."

"That's good, seeing you think that way."

Guandong nodded, flicked the ash, looked at his son, and comforted him: "Your mom doesn't know anything, they won't do anything to her. After we get out, I'll arrange for someone to pick her up, and then you can be reunited."

"Then..."

Hearing his father's comfort, especially regarding his mother, Guan Haishan raised his head again, wanting to ask about that woman.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying: a child doesn't mind a mother's ugliness, and a dog doesn't mind a family's poverty.

Li Xuewu had seen the files on Guandong's family, so when he first saw Tuo Ruifen, he thought she was very ordinary.

But that was just ordinary. Guan Haishan naturally still sided with his own mother.

And as for his attitude toward his mother, his cold war all stemmed from his father's sudden appearance and his mother deceiving him.

At that time, he thought his mother didn't want him anymore and had given him away to someone else, which was why he was angry.

So many years had passed; with his mother, it was more about reliance and a young man's embarrassment to admit he was wrong.

If his father could take his mother abroad, then the family would be reunited.

But that woman was his father's wife, an indisputable fact placed before him.

Guan Haishan thought of the news revealed to him by the rookie who had just started working at the train station, and didn't know if he should say it.

He also wanted to test his father's attitude before choosing whether to say it or not.

Guandong naturally understood his son's intention, took a puff of his cigarette, and explained: "She is too reluctant to let go of too many things, refuses to let go of anything, refuses to put anything down, just like a landlubber falling into the water, yet clutching a large lump of gold to death."

As he spoke, he described it to his son and then asked: "Tell me, if we take her with us, what will happen?"

Guan Haishan hesitated, nodded, and said: "We'll be implicated, and we'll all sink to the bottom of the water together."

Guandong nodded. He was an educated man, and his philosophy on educating children was different from Tuo Ruifen's.

The child's mother only thought about the child's well-being, taking care of her son with that kind of all-encompassing love.

But he didn't; he chose to use a story, or personal experience, to teach his son, letting him think it through himself.

Guan Haishan, having thought it through, raised his head again, hesitated toward his father, and said: "I... I heard some news."

"Is it about her?"

Guandong could guess his son's thoughts; although this child was mature for his age, he was ultimately his own child.

"Tell me, how is she?"

"You..."

Guan Haishan bit his lip, looking like a child who had done something wrong, and asked in a faint voice: "Did you arrange for her to wait at the pier with the driver?"

Guandong looked at his son's face for a good while before nodding and saying: "I did arrange it that way, and we were also going to transfer to a boat at Fengcheng to go out to sea. But who did you hear all this from?"

"Someone who just started in the business."

Guan Haishan explained casually; this wasn't the point of what he wanted to express.

"He said they went to the embankment and saw... saw..."

Guandong frowned, looked at his son, and asked: "Saw what?"

"Saw..."

Guan Haishan lowered his head, his voice very low, but Guandong could still hear it.

"Saw her and that driver... and the driver..."

"Click."

Guandong didn't need his son to continue; he could already guess what had happened.

The cigarette case in his hand was directly crushed into a crumpled mess, and the gnashing of teeth made a ferocious look appear on his refined face.

Arranging for the Zhong family to go was originally to put the other brothers of the Zhong family at ease.

And the fundamental purpose of executing those assassination missions was to take them with him and reward them with a portion of his savings.

But how could Guandong take these idiots with him? The target was too big.

Therefore, he chose to let his wife wait at the pier with the youngest of the Zhong family.

And he acted separately with the other brothers to create difficulties for those captors.

The other brothers of the Zhong family did indeed work hard, because the youngest was in the car, the lady was in the car, and those gold and silver treasures were in the car.

As long as they didn't go back, Guandong had no way to deal with them.

But they never expected that Guandong didn't care about those gold and silver treasures at all, and had even discarded his dignified and elegant wife like worn-out shoes.

But what Guandong did couldn't be a reason for the Zhong family to ride on his neck and take a dump.

I can let you down, but you can't let my wife...

"Alright~"

Guandong let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and said: "It's in the past, anyway, none of it is ours anymore, let it be."

Once he thought of those jewels, Yin Mei wouldn't have a good end, especially with him running away.

Tuo Ruifen had no relationship with him at all; in terms of social relations, they were two completely parallel lines.

So he was certain those people wouldn't make things difficult for Tuo Ruifen. Even if someone was monitoring her, he was already abroad, so what could they do to him?

But Yin Mei was different; Yin Mei was his wife, an accomplice, and caught red-handed, so he wasn't angry.

If you don't risk the child, you won't catch the wolf; if you don't risk the wife... damn it!

The father and son, one with his head down and one with his eyes closed, neither wanted to see the other's expression at this moment.

After a long silence, Guandong opened his eyes and asked his son, who was still lowering his head to admit his mistake: "Tell me, why did that person want to tell you this?"

"He...!"

Guan Haishan saw his father's attitude soften and the resentment gone, so he raised his head to answer.

But just as he raised his head, he saw another line of attendants walking over, and immediately swallowed the words in his mouth.

Guandong also noticed his son's abnormality and chose to look out the window, waiting for the people behind to pass.

But these attendants stopped when they reached the father and son.

Guan Haishan had long found the passing attendants familiar, but couldn't say where he had seen them.

Eyes? Figure? The way they walked?

These people were wearing uniform railway uniforms and had cotton masks on their faces, so he really couldn't tell why they were familiar.

But when these people stopped in front of him, and when the lead attendant sat down beside him, Guan Haishan remembered!

"Hehe, it was really damn hard to find."

The attendant pulled down his mask, revealing a scarred face with a mocking smile.

"It's you!!!"

Looking at his son's surprised gaze, Guandong also narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Xuewu's face.

The attendants who followed had already taken out their pistols to be on guard, and people in other seats in this carriage stood up to watch the excitement.

But this side was calm, because Li Xuewu didn't intend to get rough with this intellectual.

The only one in good physical condition was blocked in his seat by him, and a special agent also sat down beside Guandong.

Li Xuewu turned his head to look at Guan Haishan's terrified face, winked his left eye, and gave him a surprised expression.

Then he smiled and praised: "You ran really fast, those people on the platform were played around by you, tired like stupid dogs. Later, I'm going to use this to mock their lead leader for a year."

Guan Haishan tried his best to lean his body back, wanting to stay away from this rookie he had thought he knew.

Too damn inhuman, even lying to a high school student!

Li Xuewu didn't pay any more attention to him, but looked opposite and greeted with a smile: "Guandong, right? Hehe."

As he spoke, he took a cigarette case out of his pocket, lit one, gestured to Guandong, and said: "I just got off the train yesterday and have been wanting to meet you. I didn't expect you to leave so hurriedly, so I had to resort to this."

Guandong looked at Li Xuewu with his eyes drooping and said: "Actually, I would have come back. You didn't have to be in such a hurry. Wouldn't it be better if we met next time?"

"Hmm~~~~"

Li Xuewu shook his head slightly, rejecting Guandong's opinion, raised his eyebrows, and said: "You Steel City people don't keep your word, I can't trust you."

Guandong tilted his head slightly, indicating he didn't understand what Li Xuewu meant.

And after taking a puff of his cigarette, Li Xuewu explained: "Look, what have I seen and heard since I got off the train?"

Li Xuewu looked disappointed, spread his hands, and counted: "Yu Min promised to treat me to a meal in Steel City, but when I arrived, he was gone. Also, Nie Liansheng is messing with Hu Huisheng's wife, Hu Huisheng's nephew is messing with your wife..."

"You!"

Seeing Li Xuewu bring this up, Guandong's face turned livid again, and he asked through gritted teeth: "Is what you're saying true?"

"I'll say it's fake, stop gnashing your teeth."

Li Xuewu looked scared, covered his heart, and said: "Just take it as me talking nonsense, it's fake, fake, okay?"

Guandong's hatred had finally been suppressed, but now it was stirred up again by Li Xuewu.

But he knew his current situation and could only suppress it for the time being.

"Although we haven't met, shouldn't I call you Deputy Section Chief Li?"

"Anything is fine."

Li Xuewu pursed his lips and nodded, adding: "But they usually omit the 'Deputy' part, uh~"

Li Xuewu gestured with his hand as he spoke: "I don't know if your habit here is like that, but I don't really care about these things, really."

Hearing Li Xuewu's emphasis, Guan Haishan only felt his worldview collapse. What happened to "good people live a safe life"? On the platform, he still felt this person was very good and quite decent.

Young, knew how to listen, spoke well, and knew how to comfort people.

Especially when it came to the ID, wasn't it supposed to be a fake ID? Was the "Deputy Section Chief Li" in his father's mouth sarcasm or real?

Guandong also couldn't figure out Li Xuewu's personality. The news he got was that Li Xuewu was a young but capable cadre.

This was news from Beijing, and also that person's evaluation of Li Xuewu.

This evaluation wasn't low, which showed how much that side valued this person, but it didn't quite match his current "lively" appearance.

Li Xuewu shrugged at the father and son's expressions and continued: "I came here this time mainly to work on the steel mill's business. I really just wanted to meet you, no other malice."

"Good!"

Guandong also smiled, raised his eyebrows, and said: "You've met the person, is there anything you want to say?"

"Yes~~ of course there is."

Li Xuewu also smiled, patted Guan Haishan's thigh, looked at Guandong, and said: "They all say you're very capable in Steel City. I was thinking of making some retirement money, so I came to ask you for advice. Maybe one day I'll have to take my things and run away too."

"Then I wish you the same."

Guandong pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, and said: "To meet a pursuer who bites and won't let go like you."

Li Xuewu didn't care about Guandong's sarcasm at all; it was just a stubborn duck's mouth. A winner should have a winner's pride and demeanor.

"But I definitely wouldn't put a woman and a driver together."

Li Xuewu widened his eyes and said with a wicked smile: "Hahaha, I still feel... when I recall the scene I saw in the car in the middle of the night... hahaha~ lost the wife and the soldiers~ hahaha~"

Guandong gnashed his teeth to maintain his demeanor, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was distorted, looking both down-and-out and miserable.

"I'll give you gold, just pretend you've never seen me, and maybe we can become friends in the future."