1979 My Life in the Era

Chapter 317 East
June 1980, .

Flight CA953 roared through the clouds and passed over Mount Fuji.

Ning Weidong sat by the window, looking outside at the city blocks on the ground that looked like a chessboard.

A few days ago, Ning Weidong obtained a place on this plane as part of a trade and economic delegation through the State Foreign Trade and Economic Commission.

There were more than 20 people in the visiting group this time. Ning Weidong joined in temporarily and did not know the other people.

As for the others, more than half of them came from other provinces and didn’t know each other, so it wasn’t that strange.

Ning Weidong was accompanied by Wang Yuanping.

In addition to protecting Ning Weidong's safety, Wang Yuanping himself is also a very good agent, responsible for contacting comrades in Japan.

Moreover, Ning Weidong's identity is rather special, and it is very taboo for him to touch upon some things in Japan. When necessary, Wang Yuanping can also be a wall of isolation.

At this moment, the plane suddenly shook violently.

Ning Weidong's heart shuddered. Even if his physical fitness improved after traveling through time, he was still a mortal body. If the plane crashed and fell, he would still be dead.

At that time, flying was quite rare, and more than half of the people on the plane were flying for the first time.

At this sudden incident, everyone's face turned pale and they gripped the seat handles tightly.

Perhaps we encountered clouds, the outside of the plane window was covered with white fog and the ground could no longer be seen.

Fortunately, it only swayed for a short while. Just as Ning Weidong's heart began to lift, a crack appeared in the mist outside, and the runway of Narita Airport suddenly appeared.

Ning Weidong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After another ten minutes, the plane landed and slowly came to a stop.

Ning Weidong did not leave with the visiting delegation after getting off the plane. He came there just to borrow a name.

Wang Yuanping can speak Japanese and Ning Weidong can also communicate with him, so there is no communication barrier between the two.

Ning Weidong raised his hand and glanced at the time. He had already adjusted the time to Tokyo time on the plane.

Half past eleven in the morning.

"Let's go get our luggage first." Ning Weidong said, following the signs on the wall while looking around the Tokyo Airport in 1980.

This was the golden age of the East. It did not have the madness and exaggeration of a few years later, but it had accumulated the fruits of twenty years of development.

Surpassing Dokkan to become the third largest country in the world has allowed the Japanese to regain the confidence they lost after World War II. Everyone I saw along the way had a smile on their face and their eyes were full of hope.

"What a pity~" Ning Weidong muttered to himself. After all, all this was just a mirage. In less than ten years, their Amei's father's slap in the face would make them realize what kind of people they are.

Suddenly, Wang Yuanping, who was picking up the luggage, whispered to Ning Weidong: "Someone is watching~"

Ning Weidong nodded calmly. Although his vision and hearing had been enhanced after the time travel, the lack of some experience was irreparable.

There were many people at the airport, so Ning Weidong didn't notice anything unusual, but Wang Yuanping did.

After being reminded, Ning Weidong calmly took a suitcase from Wang Yuanping. He turned around and glanced in the direction Wang Yuanping winked at, and sure enough, he found three young men wearing leather jackets and leather pants in the hot weather.

Wang Yuanping whispered, "Should we get rid of it?"

Ning Weidong said calmly: "Forget it, ignore them."

After all, he had just arrived, so it was better to have less trouble than more. Ning Weidong's top priority now was to contact the people in Japan.

The two of them walked out carrying their luggage. There were many people queuing up at the airport exit in front of them.

Ning Weidong's eyesight was extraordinary. He could see from a distance that someone was holding a pick-up sign with his name on it.

Ning Weidong was just about to look down the sign to see the person holding it.

But at this moment, two policemen in blue uniforms suddenly came out from the security room in front.

Following closely behind the two of them was a shabby young man with a middle-parted hair, raising his hand and pointing in Ning Weidong's direction.

The two men in blue uniforms came trotting over with rubber batons in their vigilant hands.

Ning Weidong didn't want to get into trouble, but he didn't expect trouble to come to him.

Ning Weidong's mind raced, and he had guessed some of the reasons. Since Big Ben Kumaji wanted to use him, he must have made sufficient preparations long ago.

Ning Weidong's whereabouts were not kept secret. If he followed the visiting delegation, it would not be difficult to find him out as long as he paid a little attention.

And he could use this to set a trap.

Of course, Ning Weidong didn’t think that Big Ben was going to trick him. It was more likely that he was using this opportunity to create an enemy for Ning Weidong.

And this is exactly why he wanted to use Ning Weidong.

Thinking of this, Ning Weidong couldn't help but become a little more curious.

At this time, the two men in blue uniforms had already approached, with vigilance in their eyes, but still polite: "Smith Marseille..."

Ning Weidong did not respond and let Wang Yuanping negotiate.

Wang Yuanping calmly took out the foreign-related certificate.

Upon hearing this, the two men in blue uniforms immediately backed off.

They are just low-level civil servants, and what they fear most is suddenly causing trouble for their superiors.

Causing trouble for your boss is equivalent to causing trouble for yourself.

However, once it came to foreigners, especially the Japanese during this period, people were still quite cautious.

He returned the ID to Wang Yuanping, bowed deeply, turned around and glared at the man with the middle-parted hair.

Ning Weidong also took a glance.

The man with the middle-parted hair avoided the sight guiltily.

These were all pawns, Ning Weidong ignored them and casually glanced at the three Yakuza in leather jackets.

When I looked at the name sign held outside again, it suddenly disappeared!

Ning Weidong was slightly stunned, but only two seconds later, he raised the sign again.

Ning Weidong and Wang Yuanping followed the crowd out.

Outside the exit, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and Ning Weidong finally saw the person under the sign clearly.

A young man of medium build, wearing a suit, also with a middle-parted hair.

Seeing Ning Weidong and Wang Yuanping coming over, he immediately came up to them and talked in Chinese. After confirming their identities, he immediately said, "Please follow me, both of you."

Ning Weidong glanced back and asked, "What should we do with those tails over there?"

The young man smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will solve it."

Ning Weidong nodded, then followed the young man out, walked to the parking lot and got into a gray Toyota sedan.

As for how the young man dealt with those people, he didn't care. Instead, he glanced at the driver, then looked at the young man who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked, "Our people?"

The young man said, "This is Comrade Zhang Jing."

Ning Weidong nodded to the middle-aged driver in the rearview mirror.

At this time, the car had already entered the airport highway.

Ning Weidong looked out the window and sighed, "Dongyang has developed so fast in the past few years!"

The young man echoed: "Yes! What a pity..."

Ning Weidong glanced at him and said, "What a pity?"

A complex emotion flashed across the young man's eyes: "It's a pity that we missed more than ten years of development opportunities in vain."

"Missed?" Ning Weidong raised his eyebrows.

The young man said, "Comrade Ning, you may not know much about this since you are in China. Throughout the 1970s, the world's economy and technology developed rapidly, but we...were still standing still."

(End of this chapter)