Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't like to cause trouble."

"That's weird!" When Qiao Mengyuan said this, her nose was a little sore and her eyes turned red.

Zhang Yang said: "Okay, don't make it like separation from life and death."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qiao Mengyuan was afraid of hearing this word.

Zhang Yang pursed his lips and said, "I will be back soon!"

Qiao Mengyuan said: "Keep in touch with me at any time. If you encounter problems that cannot be solved, call back immediately."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Is there any question in this world that can stump me?"

Qiao Mengyuan pulled open her handbag and handed him a scarf that she had knitted with herself: "Rasheng is cold, put it on!"

Zhang Yang held the scarf, and a warm current was rinsing in his heart. He had the urge to embrace Qiao Mengyuan in his arms and kiss her cherry lips hard. However, in public, Zhang Daren finally restrained himself and did not take actual actions.

Qiao Mengyuan seemed to see through his thoughts, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she whispered: "You must come back safely. I want to say something to you."

Zhang Yang said: "Why don't you say it now?"

Qiao Mengyuan shook her head. Zhao Tiancai and Wu Dezhi had completed the procedures in the distance and walked towards this side by side. Qiao Mengyuan sorted out her emotions: "After a week, come back as soon as possible!"

As soon as Zhao Tiancai boarded Air China's plane, he covered his blanket and fell asleep. He didn't sleep for almost a night last night. He was already quite tired.

Zhang Yang and Wu Dezhi sat together, neither of them was too casual. Wu Dezhi whispered: "When I was at the airport just now, I saw a few suspicious people."

Zhang Yang wrapped the blanket tightly, found a more comfortable position to lean down, and smiled and said, "I'm afraid this trip will not be peaceful."

Wu Dezhi yawned and said, "It's all in your thoughts. If you don't cause trouble, we will be peaceful."

Zhang Yang laughed.

Wu Dezhi said: "Qiao Mengyuan is good to you!"

Zhang Yang said: "There is no way, many girls treat me very well."

"That's so sarcastic! Is it great if you have so many people concerned about it?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You are not bad either!"

Wu Dezhi coughed awkwardly. Of course he knew who Zhang Yang was referring to. Since he was disfigured in that explosion, Wu Dezhi began to escape Tong Xiuxiu's feelings. Although he knew that he had not forgotten her until now, he hurriedly changed the topic and said, "I haven't slept all night and I'm sleepy. I can't compare to your spirit. I'll take a short look and call me when I'm in Pyongyang!"

Zhang Daguanren looked at Wu Dezhi who closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep and ignored him. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head, asking what love is in the world, and he taught people to live and die together. Tong Xiuxiu and Wu Dezhi clearly fell in love, but they had to face such a reality. When they fell deep, they were not themselves, but the other party. It was because they were afraid of dragging Tong Xiuxiu that Wu Dezhi chose to give up.

Zhang Yang remembered Qiao Mengyuan. During this period, Qiao Mengyuan was also keeping a distance from herself, but when she encountered trouble, Qiao Mengyuan still showed her concern for him as soon as possible, and her true feelings were not transferred by will.

Wu Dezhi, beside him, had already snored slightly. Yesterday, he and Zhao Tiancai spent more than ten hours to arrive in the capital, and he didn't get a rest in the middle. He flew to North Korea non-stop with Zhang Yang. He was indeed very tired. Zhang Yang's lips showed a knowing smile. In fact, he should be satisfied. He has so many family, lovers, and friends who love him and care about him. What he needs to do is to protect all those who love him from harm!

Zhang Yang fell asleep at some point. In his sleep, he saw Liv shouting his name, wearing a white long skirt, lying in a shocking pool of blood, looking at him with fear and helplessness. The scene in his mind suddenly switched to the scene of Gu Jiatong falling into the Niagara River. Zhang Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and the indescribable fear made him sweat covered with cold sweat, and his chest was fluctuating violently.

The movement around him woke Wu Dezhi up. He looked at Zhang Yang in surprise: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Yang shook his head, picked up a towel and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "It's okay... I just had a nightmare!"

Wu Dezhi handed him a glass of water. Zhang Yang felt dry and drank the water in the glass in one gulp. At this time, the sweet voice of the space escort was heard. The plane had arrived over Pyongyang, North Korea. Due to the wind and snow, the airport was clearing the snow, and the landing time was expected to be delayed by half an hour.

Wu Dezhi whispered: "Care is confusion. Since things have happened, don't think too much, take one step at a time."

Zhang Yang nodded, and saw that Zhao Tiancai also woke up, and was almost in a stroll with the stewardess there.

In order to relieve the emotions of passengers and to help everyone pass the waiting time before landing, the airplane broadcast broadcasts some customs and things to pay attention to when visiting North Korea.

Fortunately, the plane's landing process was very smooth. After hovering over Pyongyang for half an hour, the plane was finally allowed to land and slowly docked on the black and white Goryeo Airport. The black one was the runway and the white one was the snow that had not been cleared.

Through the porthole, Zhang Yang observed the Goryeo Airport. The size of the airport is incomparable to the capital airport. The airport is docked with old aircraft, most of which are from the former Soviet Union, and the most of them are the Picture-154. Zhang Daguanren even doubted whether the accessories could be found in this kind of aircraft.

After leaving Air China's plane, the three of them suddenly felt that they had come to another world. Everything in front of them was so simple, as if they were traveling back to China in the 1950s and 1960s. Everything in the exit and terminal building was so simple, simple and even a little shabby. North Korean border inspectors stood there seriously, as if they didn't understand the concept of smiling service at all. Facing the guests coming to North Korea, they were more like treating class enemies with great suffering and deep hatred.

They had just walked out of the gate of the airport. Zhao Tiancai, who had come to North Korea for the first time, was surprised in everything. He took out his camera and wanted to leave a photo at the airport as a souvenir. But before he could press the shutter, a man in a blue uniform and a leader's badge on his chest quickly walked over, blocking Zhao Tiancai's badge with a serious face and scolding him very sternly. Although Zhang Yang and Zhao Tiancai couldn't understand, they could also hear that this guy was definitely not saying anything good.

Wu Dezhi knew some Korean language. He smiled and explained to the man, telling him that the three of them were businessmen from China and were all coming to North Korea for the first time, so he didn't understand the situation here.

The North Korean staff member stared at him and nagged for a few more words before giving up.

Zhang Yang couldn't understand what he was saying, but when Wu Dezhi said that taking pictures was prohibited here, he snorted disdainfully: "I'm paralyzed, why are you? I have a poor family and a broken courtyard. Do you think we are willing to take pictures?"

Zhao Tiancai nodded and put away the camera that was almost confiscated.

Wu Dezhi said: "It is because of the poor family and the courtyard that I am afraid of others taking photos. They have been promoting the prosperity and strength of their country. If you take photos of their poor side, isn't this damaging their national image?"

Zhang Yang said: "Gao Li's sticks are all of the same virtues, and they are fat when they are swollen."

The three of them stood at the door and waited for a while. Before coming to North Korea, Zhou Xingguo agreed to let his business partners in North Korea come and pick them up. Zhang Yang looked at the time and took into account the delay in the plane. It was already an hour late, and Zhou Xingguo's business partner was too unpunctual.

Zhao Tiancai said: "Come on a taxi?"

Wu Dezhi looked at the dark street and said, "The premise is that you can get it! Let's take the bus!"

At this moment, I saw two jeeps driving forward one by one, one behind, one behind, one on the Beijing Jeep 212 and the other on the Toyota Off-road. The brand seemed OK at first glance, but the off-road vehicle was at least twenty years old, with black smoke rising from behind the dual exhaust pipes.

A middle-aged man wearing a Lei Feng hat and a gray cotton coat walked out of the Toyota off-road vehicle. He walked towards Changyang with a smile on his face and took the initiative to reach out: "You are guests from China, are you?" His Chinese is actually very fluent.

Zhang Yang looked at him vigilantly: "How do you know?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the seal on his chest: "Everyone in our country carries the seal of the leader, and the light of the leader warms our hearts all the time."

Zhang Yang and Zhao Tiancai looked at each other and felt funny and wanted to laugh.

But Wu Dezhi knew that the truth was told and his attitude was very serious, so he didn't laugh, and laughing would make people feel impolite.

The middle-aged man said, "You can also see your outfits. It was Mr. Zhou who asked me to come here."

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and shook it with him and said, "Zhou Xingguo is my eldest brother, these two are my friends."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My name is Li Bingmin. It is Mr. Zhou's business partner here. Mr. Zhou specially asked me to welcome you. Because it was snowing today, our car had some problems halfway through, so it was late. Fortunately, it didn't delay your itinerary." He would explain to himself.

Zhang Yang noticed that they had two cars, but a total of two people came. In fact, one car was enough. I didn't expect that North Koreans also paid attention to the pomp. Zhang Daren didn't know that Li Bingmin didn't want to pay attention to the pomp. This old Toyota off-road vehicle was his. It was turned off halfway, so he could only call and call his friend. The Beijing Jeep 213 was originally planned to be a tow truck for him. Anyway, he came over, so he simply made an appointment to pick up people at the airport and also supported him.
Chapter completed!