In December of the cold winter, thin snowflakes floated over the huge Yanjing city, and the whole city was covered with light makeup. The irresistible nature put a perfect white gauze on the city for free. The bitter cold wind made people who traveled had to wrap their thick coats tightly. People with private cars could feel more comfortable while blowing the heating. People without cars had to have some resentment towards God. This cold wind not only made people tremble, but also made people's hearts cool.

Huang Anguo has returned to Yanjing today. The one who picked him up at the airport was Zhao Jinhui and his good brother Chen Qiang, and he could only pick him up because he seemed to be familiar with these two people in Yanjing. Is he familiar with his boss Wu Bin? If Huang Anguo was classified, perhaps his relationship with Wu Bin could only be considered a superior and subordinate relationship. During the period when Huang Anguo stayed in Q City, the two had frequent contacts, and Wu Bin did not show off any leader airs. In his conversation, he regarded Huang Anguo as a good friend. Huang Anguo could still understand his thoughts about Wu Bin. If the two had a competitive relationship, they might have a different situation.

Wu Bin knew that Huang Anguo was back today. When Huang Anguo was on the phone with him last night, Wu Bin said that he would come to pick him up today. When Huang Anguo heard this, he said he was afraid and looked flattered. Later, because of Huang Anguo's insistence, Wu Bin gave up his plan to pick him up. Huang Anguo said the reason was very good. Wu Bin was a leader and had to be a leader in front of others. Wu Bin didn't care about Huang Anguo's statement, but he couldn't do anything to Huang Anguo's insistence, and the matter of picking up the airport was left alone. Whether Wu Bin really wanted to pick him up or talk casually, it was just a superficial form. But Wu Bin at least made this gesture, which made Huang Anguo feel a little bit favorable.

In December, Yanjing City is much colder than in Q City in the south. Q City is located on the southeast coast. In winter, the temperature can even reach more than twenty degrees when it is hot. Usually, the temperature is more comfortable to bask in the sun during the day, but it will be a little colder at night. However, some strong people only wear a long sleeve that is neither thin nor thick, which is enough to keep the cold. These people may have a strong natural ability to resist cold. Of course, this is also because they are located on the southeast coast. If they are in Yanjing City in the north, no matter how strong their body is, in December of the cold winter, if they only wear a long sleeve, they will probably be frozen even if they are not frozen to death, and they will have to peel off.

Just flew from Q City in the south to Yanjing City in the north. The climate suddenly had a very large contrast. At least in Q City, it can be said that it was wearing thicker clothes, but when it came to Yanjing City, it was still a little thin. If there was no experience or careless person, he would not be prepared for it. I am afraid that he would be offended when he got off the plane. He would be shaking constantly when the cold wind blew. Fortunately, Gao Ling was more careful and reminded Huang Anguo to bring a thick coat. .It was just right to wear it after getting off the plane. Huang Anguo did not forget to kindly remind his staff. However, he did not do anything. When he arrived in Q City, he brought thick clothes. They were not like Huang Anguo. They were in Q City. When they arrived at Q City, they kept their luggage at home. They brought whatever they brought, and they still brought back. Each of them even had an extra box on their hands. They were all the contributions made by several people in Q City during this period of time to stimulate the economic development of Q City.

After getting off the plane and leaving the airport, Huang Anguo suddenly saw Chen Qiang and Zhao Jinhui standing at the door waiting for him. Without saying a word, he pulled his subordinates and killed him. He only said to Zhao Jinhui and Shen Qiang, "Get in the car and chat." He asked the two to drive quickly. The huge temperature contrast made Huang Anguo tremble a little coldly. He didn't want to stay in this open-air occasion for a while.

A mysterious place in Yanjing.

In a deep, secluded but majestic office, a middle-aged man stood respectfully at an office desk, bowing slightly, his hands drooping, and pressing against the seams of his pants... From the details, it can be seen that the middle-aged man seemed very restrained in this office and was even more respectful to the owner of this office, with a kind of respect and solemnity from the bottom of his heart.

Sitting behind the desk was an old man who looked energetic. He said he was an old man, but those who had seen him would probably think that he still didn't look very old. At least after knowing his real age, he would probably think that others seemed very young. The old man is over 70 years old, but he is not as old as an ordinary 70-year-old man. At least his behavior is still so calm and powerful. The old man was holding two photos in his hand, and his eyes were nailed straight to the two photos like nails. He was watching for a long time and did not leave for a moment. From time to time, a look of memories flashed through his eyes, including joy, sadness, anger, guilt, relief... and other expressions.

The old man had been looking at the photos for a long time. The middle-aged man who was waiting quietly was not impatient at all, and he still looked respectful as usual. Of course, he recognized the two photos in the old man's hand. One with a frame was always placed on the old man's desk. Whenever the old man arrived at a new place and changed into a new office, he would put the photos on the table. He had heard from the old man that this photo had been with him for more than 20 years. Middle-aged people sometimes think about it. This history is really long. Twenty years ago, he was just a young man who had just made a spearhead. The old man was just a middle-aged man. He had no interaction with the old man in front of him whom he respected. More than twenty years have passed. The old man is already an old man, and he has entered his forties. He has become a personal staff member around the old man. He can be regarded as one of the old man's close personnel.

The middle-aged man recognized another very new photo on his hand, because the photo was given to the old man a few days ago. Since then, the old man has another thing, and he will spend some time looking at the photo every day.

"He's here?" The old man looked up slightly, his eyes flashed across the photo and looked at the middle-aged man. The photo in his hand was still tightly held. When he talked about him, he looked at the photo again.

"Yeah, I arrived this morning." The middle-aged man replied respectfully.

"Oh!" the old man responded, and no longer said anything, his eyes focused on the brand new photo.

Although the old man's expression was still the same as his identity and was always calm and calm, the middle-aged man could still feel the vague joy in the old man's heart. After all, he has been with the old man for so many years and still has a little understanding of the old man's temperament, although he dare not say that he has 100% understanding.

"Tell me everything about him during this period." The old man's voice was not angry but powerful, but at this moment there was a mixture of harmony in his majesty, because he was already very kind, especially when he talked about him, his voice naturally became friendly.

The middle-aged man reported the actions he had done in the old man's mouth in recent times as the old man told him. The middle-aged man reported in detail, and the old man also listened very seriously. In the secluded office, the big wall clock on the wall was ticking, and the sound was particularly crisp...

The old man's expression was still as ancient as a fool. He occasionally frowned slightly, but then it stretched out again. The middle-aged man knew that most of the old man was happy, but the old man was not good at expressing himself and was not used to expressing himself. After the middle-aged man finished reporting, he stood respectfully on the side again, motionless. Looking from behind, the middle-aged man couldn't help but reminded people of the scarecrow woven by farmers in the field to drive away birds. It was just that this scarecrow was wearing black clothes. If it were real scarecrows in the field, most of them had to wear white clothes, because they could only be seen at night. Some timids or when they saw this for the first time at night, they would probably be scared. When they looked at it, they looked like a female ghost in white clothes standing, which was very scared.

"Do I want him to call him here and let you see him?" The middle-aged man fell into deep thought when he saw the old man looking at the photo and said involuntarily that he could understand the old man's mind and know what the old man was worried about, but if he didn't do this, the old man would still live in that vague and hazy fantasy. He knew that the old man was a wise man and a person who did big things. The old man's vision was not comparable to that of him, and the old man's determination and courage were not comparable to that of him, but he knew even more that the old man was a mystery to the authorities at the moment, and he needed him, a bystander, to help the old man make this determination.

The old man frowned unconsciously, as if he was considering the words of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's proposal made him a little moved. He also wanted to see him, and at the same time he wanted to determine whether he was the person he wanted in his heart. But he was afraid that the sudden hope would be broken after the meeting. It only took more than 20 years to have such a hope, and he was afraid that this hope would disappear all of a sudden.

Time walked quietly, beating pointers hitting the hearts of the two people, and the middle-aged man respectfully waited for the old man's decision.

"Go." The old man finally made up his mind.

"Oh." The middle-aged man understood what the old man meant and responded happily. He also hoped that the old man could get what he wanted.
Chapter completed!