Upstart

In the cold winter of December, there are thin snowflakes floating over the huge city of Yanjing. The whole city is wrapped in light makeup. The irresistible nature has covered the city with a perfectly suitable white gauze for free, and the biting cold wind is even worse. Those who can travel have to wrap their thick coats tightly. Those who have a private car can sit in the car and blow the heater to feel more comfortable. It makes people shiver, and it makes people feel cold.

Huang Anguo has already returned to Yanjing today, Zhao Jinhui and his good brother Shen Qiang from the university picked him up at the airport, and these two people can only pick him up, because he seems to be only with these two people in Yanjing Familiarity, is it considered familiarity with the boss Wu Bin?If Huang Anguo were to be categorized, perhaps the relationship with Wu Bin could only be regarded as a superior-subordinate relationship. During Huang Anguo's stay in Q City, the two had frequent contacts, and Wu Bin did not show any What kind of leader's airs, and Huang Anguo is more like a good friend in the conversation. Huang Anguo can still understand Wu Bin's attitude to some extent. If the two have a competitive relationship, I am afraid it is another It's been a while.

Wu Bin knew that Huang Anguo was coming back today. When Huang Anguo talked with him on the phone last night, Wu Bin originally said that he would come to pick up the plane today. When Huang Anguo heard this, he kept saying that he didn't dare, and looked flattered. Later, because of Huang Anguo's insistence, Wu Bin also gave up his plan to come over to pick up the plane. Huang Anguo's reasons are very good. Wu Bin is a leader, so he has to act like a leader in front of others. Wu Bin doesn't care about what Huang Anguo said, but he can't help it. Without Huang Anguo's persistence, the matter of picking up the plane would have been nothing.It doesn't matter whether Wu Bin really wanted to come to pick up the plane, or just said it casually.Just make a superficial form.But Wu Bin at least made this gesture, which somehow made Huang Anguo feel a little good.

Yanjing City in December is much colder than Q City in the south. Q City is located on the southeast coast, and the temperature in winter can even reach [-] degrees, and most of the time the temperature is more than [-] degrees.It is very comfortable to bask in the sun during the day, and it will be a little colder at night, but some strong people are enough to keep out the cold by wearing only a long sleeve that is not thin or thick. These people may be born with cold resistance Stronger, of course, this is also due to the location on the southeast coast, if it is in Yanjing City in the north.No matter how strong the body is.In the cold winter of December, if I only wear one long sleeve, I am afraid that I will be frozen to death or frozen, and my skin will inevitably peel off.

I just flew from Q City in the south to Yanjing City in the north. The climate contrast is very big. At least in Q City, it can be said that the clothes are relatively thick, but here in Yanjing City, it is still a little thin Point, if inexperienced or careless people are not prepared for this.I'm afraid that when I get off the plane, I will be offended, and I will be shivering non-stop when I am blown by the cold wind.Fortunately, Gao Ling was more careful and reminded Huang Anguo to bring a thick coat.You can wear it when you get off the plane.Huang Anguo didn't forget to kindly remind his staff.But he didn't need to do anything too much. When they arrived in Q City, they brought thick clothes.They are not like Huang Anguo, whose home is in Q City, and when they arrive home, they leave their luggage at home. Did they bring something back, or bring something back, and each of them even has an extra box in their hands. During this period of time, the city has contributed to stimulating the economic development of city q.

After getting off the plane and out of the airport, Huang Anguo saw Shen Qiang and Zhao Jinhui standing at the door waiting for him. Without saying a word, he pulled his men and killed them. He said, "Get in the car and chat." They asked the two to drive quickly. The sudden huge temperature contrast made Huang Anguo shiver from the cold. He didn't want to stay in this open-air place for a while.

A mysterious place in Yanjing.

In a secluded but majestic office, a middle-aged man stood respectfully beside a desk, bowed slightly, with his hands drooping, clinging to the seams of his trousers... from every detail It can be seen that the middle-aged man is very cautious in this office, and he is very respectful to the owner of this office, that kind of respect and solemnity from the heart.

Sitting behind the desk is an old man who looks hale and hearty. He is said to be an old man, but people who have seen him may feel that he still does not look very old. At least after knowing his real age, most people will think that others look old. very young.The old man was over seventy years old, but he was not as old and frail as ordinary seventy old men, at least his demeanor was still calm and powerful.The old man was holding two photos in his hands, his eyes were fixed on the two photos like nails, he stared at them for a long time, and did not leave for a moment, his eyes flashed a look of memory from time to time, there was joy, there was Sadness, anger, guilt, relief... and so on.

The old man had been looking at the photo for a long time, and the middle-aged man who was waiting quietly showed no sign of impatience, and remained as respectful as ever. Of course he recognized the two photos in the old man's hand, one framed with The framed picture has always been placed on the desk of the old man. Every time the old man goes to a new place and changes a new office, he will put the photo on the table. He has heard the old man say that this photo has been with him for more than [-] years. Now, middle-aged people sometimes think about it, this history is really quite long. Twenty years ago, he was just a young man who was just starting out, and the old man was just a middle-aged man, and he and the name in front of him made him respect There is no intersection with the old man, and more than twenty years have passed, the old man is already an old man, and he has entered the age of forty, and he has become a personal staff next to the old man, and he can be regarded as an old man one of my close friends.

The middle-aged man recognized another very brand new photo in the old man's hand, because that photo was shown to the old man a few days ago. Since then, the old man has one more thing to do, and spends some time every day look at that photo.

"He's here?" The old man raised his head slightly, his eyes glanced at the middle-aged man, and he still held the photo tightly in his hand. When talking about him, he looked at the photo again.

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

"Oh!" The old man replied, without another word, his eyes were focused on the brand new photo.

Although the old man's expression is still the same as his identity, always calm and calm, the middle-aged man can still feel the faint joy in the old man's heart. After all, he has been with the old man for so many years, and he still knows a little about the old man's temper. He dare not say that he has [-]% understanding.

"Tell me everything about him during this time." The old man's voice was not angry but mighty, but at the moment there was kindness mixed with the majesty, because he was very kind when he was talking about him, especially when he was talking about him. The voice becomes naturally friendly.

According to the old man's instructions, the middle-aged man reported what the old man said about his recent actions. The middle-aged man reported in detail, and the old man listened carefully. In the secluded office, the big clock on the wall was ticking. It was ticking, and the sound was extraordinarily crisp...

The expression of the old man is still the same, occasionally frowning slightly, but then relaxed, the middle-aged man knows that the old man is mostly happy in his heart, but the old man is not good at expressing, and he is not used to expressing it.After the middle-aged man finished his report, he stood aside respectfully again, motionless.Seen from behind, the middle-aged man can't help but remind people of the scarecrows that farmers wove to drive away birds in the field, but this scarecrow is only dressed in black. If it is a real scarecrow in the field, most of them will wear white clothes. Because you can only see it when you look at it at night.Those who are timid or those who see this kind of thing for the first time at night will probably be frightened. At first glance, it looks like a female ghost in white clothes, which is really terrifying.

"Do you want me to call him and let you meet?" The middle-aged man saw the old man and looked at the photo and fell into contemplation. He couldn't help but ask. Doing this way, the old man will still live in that vague, hazy fantasy. He knows that the old man is a person with great wisdom and a person who does great things. The old man's vision is not comparable to him. The courage is not something he can match, but he knows that the old man is a fan of the authorities at the moment, and he needs him, a bystander, to help the old man make up his mind.

The old man subconsciously frowned twice, as if he was considering the middle-aged man's words, the middle-aged man's proposal moved him a little bit, he also wanted to meet him, and at the same time wanted to make sure that he was the one he wanted But he is afraid that this sudden hope will be shattered after meeting him. There is only such a little hope in the past twenty years, and he is afraid that this little hope will disappear all of a sudden.

Time passed quietly, the beating pointer was beating the hearts of the two, and the middle-aged man was waiting respectfully for the old man's decision.

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

"Sigh." The middle-aged man understood what the old man meant, and replied a little happily.He also hopes that the old man can get his wish.

The middle-aged man went out, and the office returned to silence. The old man gently placed the photo on the table, as if he was afraid that the photo would be damaged if he put it too heavy... The photo lay quietly on the table, and a familiar figure came into view. Eyelid, if others see this photo on the old man's desk, they will definitely be surprised. Who is this not Huang Anguo?