Liu Guangqi got off the train with Xiao Song and his group, and they didn't chase him away.

It was as if they were intentionally protecting the safety of this fellow villager from Beijing.

This caused those who hadn't given up on Liu Guangqi to abandon their plans after seeing four or five burly men who were quite vigilant.

We only got to the outside of the station.

Liu Guangqi looked around but didn't see any of his junior high school classmates holding up signs to pick him up.

He subconsciously followed Xiao Song and the others out.
But then he saw two cars parked on the road, waiting for Xiao Song to approach.

The driver got out and opened the car door for Comrade Xiao Song.

Comrade Xiao Song, carrying a suitcase, sat alone in the back seat.

A burly man got into the passenger seat without any expression.

Before getting on the bus, the man gave Liu Guangqi, who was following behind them, a cold look.

Throughout the entire process, Comrade Xiao Song did not say goodbye to him, nor did he invite him to ride in the same car or offer him a ride.

The strong, muscular man was named Abiao, and he was assigned by Lou Xiao'e to accompany Comrade Xiao Song.

Lou Xiao'e's connections in the South were not widely known.

But privately, there are still several credible leads.

Lai Hongchang is someone Lou Xiao'e can absolutely trust.

There's nothing we can do about it; Lao Lu's side can definitely arrange covert agents.

But now that Xiao Song has started his own company, he can't rely on Lao Lu for everything.

In the future, military trade must be primarily conducted by counterpart trading companies.

Otherwise, how can his company prove its importance to those above?
In the future, if the company's operations have some flaws, will it be abandoned by some people who will then start a new business?
These are considered trade-offs in the workplace.

He Yuzhu hadn't thought about these things, but Lou Xiao'e would, and the Song family would too.

Compared to those big families, He Yuzhu is still too naive.

Lou Xiao'e, for example, already had some ideas about running the family business.

He Yuzhu, however, remained oblivious, striking here and there.

When it comes to building a career, what matters most is his interest and passion.

To put it bluntly, He Yuzhu is too naive and idealistic when it comes to his career.

He believed Lao Lu, but Lou Xiao'e didn't, and the Song family didn't entirely believe him either.

Even if they all believe in Lao Lu, Lao Lu will eventually retire.

If Xiao Song is still unprepared by then, he will inevitably be coveted by others and have his gains stolen.

The power struggles and machinations within large families are definitely different from the way He Yuzhu works, who often goes it alone.

Just like this time, Lou Xiao'e inadvertently completed a cooperation with the Song family behind Xiao Song.

Lou Xiao'e didn't boast to anyone about her achievements. She simply used the excuse of caring about her "son-in-law" to have A Biao come over and help Xiao Song figure out Lai Hongchang's secret line.

All that's needed is for Xiao Song to be able to use that line when it's absolutely necessary.

All other routine maintenance of the relationship between the two parties was handled by Lou Xiao'e.

Liu Guangqi stood blankly in the square of Guangcheng, watching the two cars drive away.

I felt a slight sense of loss.

In the preceding thirty-odd hours, it seemed as if he had stumbled upon an opportunity and witnessed a world that was not for ordinary people.

It's like an ordinary person seeing only a corner of the Heavenly Palace, but never being able to find the steps to climb up.

Even when Xiao Song said goodbye, he didn't leave him any contact information.

"Guangqi, Liu Guangqi..." A voice called out in Liu Guangqi's ear.

Liu Guangqi turned around blankly and saw a somewhat unkempt man with a bushy beard and half-bald in the front of his hair. The man was riding a rather dilapidated bicycle, wearing a work uniform covered in oil stains and a pair of plastic sandals. He was smiling and looking at Liu Guangqi with great enthusiasm.

"Hiss... Zhou Jiefang? What happened to you?"

"Your beard, your hair..." Looking at that vaguely familiar face, Liu Guangqi was quite shocked.

After all, the once-naive young man has become a greasy, middle-aged man; the change is significant.

If he and Zhou Jiefang hadn't been classmates for several years and hadn't looked somewhat alike, and if Zhou Jiefang hadn't taken the initiative to greet him, he really wouldn't have recognized him.

“You’re almost forty years old, and you still think you’re in school?” Zhou Jiefang said with great enthusiasm.

He stopped the car, got out, and gave Liu Guangqi a warm hug.

This enthusiasm made Liu Guangqi's whole body stiffen.

After all, his clothes were clean, while Zhou Jiefang was covered in grease.

"Let's go to my house first, my wife has already prepared dinner and is waiting for us."

"Let me show you some Southern specialties today. We brothers won't leave until we're drunk!" Zhou Jiefang enthusiastically took the bag from Liu Guangqi, hung it on the handlebars of his car, and invited his old classmate to go home with him.

This man wasn't hypocritical or overly polite at all.

It's as if Liu Guangqi, even if he had killed someone and fled for his life, would still be treated this way.

The He family of Beijing.

"You're already in your forties, can't you be a little more careful when you're working?"

"This time you just twisted your back. Next time, if you break an arm or a leg, do you expect me to serve you?" Liu Ting cursed as she applied a plaster to He Yuzhu's back.

She was a little angry.

She couldn't believe He Yuzhu's explanation for not coming home last night.

After all, she knows her own man best.

He Yuzhu's position is that of the principal, so even if he works overtime at night, it's impossible for him to do any physical labor.

But He Yuzhu looked completely drained and had even strained his back.

How could Liu Ting not have wild thoughts?
However, she was also conflicted and unwilling to think about certain aspects.

He could only vent his nameless rage at He Yuzhu in a helpless fury.

"Hiss..." He Yuzhu lay on the table, trying to stay strong and not show his weakness in front of his wife.

But as people age, their strength and ability diminish.

That one night with him was equivalent to two or three months of his relationship with Liu Ting.

Lou Xiao'e acted quite erratically that day, perhaps because she was on medication.

It was as if the two of them had spent that night together, and tomorrow it felt like they would be completely separated.

He Yuzhu truly sensed this unpleasant feeling.

After all, they were lovers and spouses for two lifetimes...
He believed he knew Lou Xiao'e quite well.

"Wife, be gentle. It hurts..."

"I'll definitely be more careful next time..." He Yuzhu said listlessly.

Love is a torturous thing. In this love triangle, He Yuzhu couldn't control himself, nor could he control the direction in which things were going.

The only thing I can do is try to be nicer to my two daughters-in-law.

Just like how he is now begging for mercy from Liu Ting.

Whether Liu Ting understood He Yuzhu's implied meaning or was simply being overly sensitive, it was clear to her.

Anyway, she glared at He Yuzhu with annoyance and muttered, "If this happens again, I'll make you suffer until you die!"

In a certain absolutely authoritative setting, Lou Xiao'e, dressed in a neutral formal suit, stepped out of the car, glanced back, and strode confidently into the lobby following the receptionist. (End of Chapter)

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