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Chapter 53 Communication

In an empty ward, he chatted with three reporters for more than half an hour and firmly denied that it was hindering the freedom of the press, Chen Chong walked out of the hospital and got into the car.

Reborn in 19RU, for the mobile phone party, it was both unfortunate and lucky. Unfortunately, it was not until 1983 that Motorola invented the formal commercial mobile phone. Fortunately, as early as 1946, Motorola invented the in-car telephone system, which is better than nothing.

"How is Ah Chong?"

"He is fine, he has been released on bail, and is now in my office." Li Kaiyuan asked: "Do you want him to answer the phone?"

"No, just come out." Chen Chong vaguely heard Huang Xin's criticizing voice, smiled, and said, "I won't say much if Sister Youxin dealt with him."

"Yeah." Li Kaiyuan also smiled and said, "He is standing up for me this time. I plan to invite them to dinner at home tonight. When will you come back?"

"I'm going to go to the Hongmen Banquet of Jardine Mahjong tonight. It may be a little later. You ask them to sit at home for a while and I'll go back as soon as possible."

"Oh well."

He put down the phone, looked at the time, and then came out of four o'clock. He pondered for a moment, and then ordered: "Ajun, go to the Peninsula Hotel."

Dai Aijun started the car, and he was always silent. He spoke in a rare way and said, "Mr. Chen, I didn't expect that Wan Renjie was so timid. He just scared him and said everything."

"He is a frightened bird." Chen Chong hugged his hands and said, "There is a Lin Yixiong in Taiwan. Do you know? On this month, his mother and three daughters were assassinated at home in broad daylight. Except for the eldest daughter who was killed six times, the other three died on the spot. Such a cruel murder shocked the country and abroad. Chiang Ching-kuo personally ordered the investigation and used a large amount of police force. It has been more than three months now, but he still has no clue. Lin Yixiong is a household name in Taiwan. He has a high reputation and has suffered this tragic disaster. Can a small character like Wan Renjie not be afraid? What's more, he was beaten up by several vicious underworlds."

Dai Aijun was silent and after driving a while, he asked again: "Mr. Chen, who is Liu Shaokang?"

"Liu Shaokang is not a human being, it is a code name." Chen Chong knew what he was concerned about and explained in detail: "The first dynasty in China was called the Xia Dynasty. The Xia Dynasty had a fool named Taikang. In the end, he lost the throne. After he died, he left a layman named Shaokang. Shaokang was very successful. When he grew up, he not only took back the throne, but also organized the country's governance. It was called "Shaokang Zhongxing," in history books. Liu Shaokang's office was a special institution established by Chiang Ching-kuo to take "Shaokang Zhongxing," which spanned the party, army, taro, and took over Taiwan's political propaganda and anti-unity front work, and was very powerful."

"Why do they do this?"

"Disconnect the relationship between me and Wei Jingmeng." Chen Chong sighed and said, "Just as if some people in Beijing support reform and opening up, some oppose reform and opening up, Taipei also has different political forces. On the one hand, Chiang Ching-kuo wanted to ease relations with the mainland, but on the other hand, he was afraid that the mainland would engage in united front and subvert his rule. The president was in a dilemma. The people below would definitely fight with each other and be jealous. This time I became cannon fodder for the exchange factions and confrontation factions.

"Actually, even if Wan Renjie doesn't say it in the end, I can guess a rough idea. If it's a business competitor who disgusted me, there is no need for him to fight to the death. The more he dares to say it, the more it means that it was made by the senior executives of Taiwan. I often run around the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, and the hard-core Kuomintang in Liu Shaokang's office naturally disliked it.

"What does Mr. Chen plan to do?"

"Terror." Chen Chong sneered and said, "There is no separation between money and power. They have power. I have money. It is unknown who will win."

Chen Chong said it relaxed, but his heart seemed to be pressed on a big stone. Liu Shaokang's office was known as Taiwan's "Taishang Zhongchang Meeting" and "Central Party Department of the Central Party Department". Its actual person in charge, Wang Sheng, is very popular. There are rumors among the people that he is the successor designated by Chiang Ching-kuo. Although this matter is fake, the power is prominent at this time.

Liu Shaokang's office was tinkering with this action, obviously destroying the plan of Shen Chong to open a TV station in Taiwan through Wei Jingmeng's connection. The most tragic thing was that he knew that Wang Sheng's succession was false, but he didn't know when Wang Sheng's political career was ending...

This is a huge iceberg, half exposed on the sea surface and half hidden under the sea, blocking the route of Shenchong Media Huge.

Chen Chong opened the door of the hotel suite and saw Zhang Aijia wearing a nightgown, sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, gathering with Brigitte Lin to read the newspaper - the flight they were on, and arrived in Hong Kong at around 3 a.m.

"Mr. Shen."

"HrIt, how do you feel?" Chen Chong smiled and nodded to Brigitte Lin and asked, "Is it a little uncomfortable to live in Los Angeles for so long?"

"It's true, the jet lag has not reversed, and I'm still dizzy and sleepy now." Brigitte Lin stood up and said, "I'll go back first. As soon as I entered the door last night, I fell asleep. My luggage was thrown everywhere and I haven't cleaned up yet."

"good."

After Brigitte Lin left, Chen Chong looked at Zhang Aijia and felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. There seemed to be an indescribable gap between the two. He was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say. He just stood there. After a while, he walked over and sat next to her, trying to hold her in his arms.

Zhang Aijia didn't resist, but leaned on him and said something inexplicable: "You have done everything."

"how?"

"I'm like an outsider, flew back from the United States and found that the matter was over."

Chen Chong was silent for a while and said, "I just don't want to bother you."

"You don't have enough confidence in me, right?" Zhang Aijia let out a short laugh. She raised the newspaper she had been holding in her hand and said, "I can never leave you. Do you want to rely on life and death? This sentence is specifically said to me, right?"

Chen Chong was surprised at her sensitive and delicate emotional touch, but said nothing, just using his arms to hold her tighter.

Zhang Aijia looked at the photo of Li Kaiyuan standing in front of the sofa with a calm expression on his face, and said, "Why are you so confident in her? I believe she will depend on you for life and death?"

"Love is vague, people's hearts are ups and downs. I don't believe that love can last forever, but I believe that family affection can live and die." Chen Chong whispered: "There is more family affection between me and her than love."

"If you don't believe in love, I believe it." Zhang Aijia threw away the newspaper, turned her body and sat up, bit her lip and looked at him. After reading for a while, she said, "Since you don't believe in love, then you can turn me into a relative."
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