Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

Chapter 96 Leisure Time on the Train (Third Update, Please Add to Favorites, Subscribe, and Vote)
Everyone has their own expertise. The reason why this data was sent to Chengdu was because it was a professional place. Later, the world's largest hydraulic press with a capacity of over 80,000 tons was built there. Of course, no one knows exactly how much larger it is.

Anyway, once we have this thing, military equipment will be produced in large quantities, just like the fat bears are now.

李松是4月1号回羊城，周科长是在4月3号的凌晨拿到货物，4月4号上午十点多，周科长一行人与货船回到某港口。

The data was secretly transferred to a train, as it was considered more secure on a train due to its importance.

Of course, the train appeared normal on the surface, but it was being used by armed guards.

Li Song also boarded the train at this time, and Section Chief Zhou accompanied Li Song back to Chang'an, mainly because it was inconvenient for Li Song to involve other people.

Li Song brought a lot of things, mainly clothes, pants, and shoes, which he shipped over 100 kilograms by train.

In a soft sleeper carriage on the train, Li Song, Zhu Ling, and Section Chief Zhou shared a compartment.

On trains, men and women usually sit together, and the same applies to sleeper berths. Moreover, sleeper berths were very rare in this era. You needed to be a division commander or above, and you also needed a letter of introduction. Otherwise, you couldn't buy one even if you had the money.

"Auntie, take care of yourself," Zhu Ling said to Fang Yuan.

"Come visit often in the future. Take these things with you to eat on the road."

"Boss, thank you for your help." Fang Yuan gave Zhu Ling some canned food and thanked Li Song as well.

"Vice President Fang, you're too kind," Li Song said.

Ma Shengli waved to Li Song, who now had a new mainland ID card, was a resident of Chang'an, worked as a clerk in the BMW Motorcycle Factory office, and had a work permit, a letter of introduction, and so on.

The journey from Guangzhou to Chang'an is over 2,000 kilometers and takes 36 hours. The train departs at 12:00, meaning we won't arrive in Chang'an until midnight tomorrow.

This is much better than when Li Song went south, when he had to hitch a ride on a truck, which kept stopping and starting.

"I wonder if the senior brother who took me out got fed to the fish or ran away?" Li Song wondered to himself.

However, Li Song noticed that the men staying in the next berth were probably not ordinary people.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhou." Because of the trip, everyone's way of addressing him changed.

"I'm fine." Section Chief Zhou still felt a little uncomfortable. Moreover, because of Li Song's matter, Section Chief Zhou had already received a second-class merit and his rank had been promoted. It was for the last time when he went to pick up the cargo ship.

This is another second-class merit award.

"I'm going out for a bit," Section Chief Zhou said.

"Ah Song, what are you doing?" Zhu Ling asked as Li Song took out a book.

"I'm going to read a novel."

"What novel?" Zhu Ling slept on the top bunk, while Li Song and Section Chief Zhou slept on the bottom bunk; neither of them were occupied.

"I wonder if Sister Lin has read The Hobbit by British novelist J.R.R. Tolkien?" Li Song asked.

"I haven't read it. Is this author very famous?"

"Yes, he was a fantasy writer who created the Hobbits in 1937. Hobbits are creatures that are only a few meters tall..."

"Oh, oh!" Zhu Ling didn't quite understand.

"Ah Song, do you speak English?" Zhu Ling asked, realizing something.

"Yes, I've hired a tutor." Li Song felt a surge of excitement when he thought about getting a tutor to teach him a foreign language. He would just have to wait until he returned to Hong Kong Island to start learning a foreign language.

"You're really amazing," Zhu Ling said.

"It's so-so," Li Song said.

"Sister Lin, what are your plans for the future? Are you just going to keep acting?"

"I'm still at my current workplace. I want to act, but I'm not a professional..."

Li Song pretended to be reading a novel, but he was actually browsing a second-hand platform to look at information about cars. Li Song was preparing to offer a reward for information on car design.

Design first, then apply for international patents, because if you do it too late, you may encounter more patent barriers.

Then, while chatting with Zhu Ling, Zhu Ling felt uncomfortable after sleeping for a while, so she went to the lower bunk and sat next to Li Song.

Although Section Chief Zhou went out and never came back, and his lower bunk was empty, Zhu Ling was not as familiar with him as Section Chief Zhou.

"Sister Lin, would you like to read this?" "I don't really like this kind of novel."

"I have another novel here," Li Song said, referring to the first standalone volume of Ghost Blows Out the Light.

"What novel?"

"It must be an adventure..."

"Let me see!"

The train clattered along. At dinner time, Section Chief Zhou brought boxed lunches, the kind in aluminum lunchboxes, with rice, stir-fried celery and pork, stir-fried chili and pork, and also prepared hot water.

"Brother Zhou, this is too much trouble!" Zhu Ling realized it was already dinner time, as she had been engrossed in reading Ghost Blows Out the Light.

"You're too kind, Xiao Zhu!" Section Chief Zhou wasn't in this private room that afternoon; he was in the next one.

The next private room also belongs to Section Chief Zhou's department. Although there are four people in the next private room, they can take turns resting.

Section Chief Zhou slept in the next room in the afternoon, since other colleagues were watching over him.

There are always two people sitting on the seats on both sides of the aisle in Li Song's private room.

"Brother Zhou, aren't you going to eat?" Li Song knew perfectly well that Section Chief Zhou was in one of the two private rooms next door. Seeing that Section Chief Zhou hadn't prepared a meal for himself, he asked.

"You guys eat first, I'll clean up after you're done," Section Chief Zhou said, then opened the door to the private room and left.

Zhu Ling wanted to say something more, but then she remembered what her aunt had said: don't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

"This novel written by Beipai Sanshu is really good, what do you think, A-Song?" Zhu Ling said, sensing the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere during the meal.

After all, it's a small private room for two people to eat together.

"I also think it's very well written!"

"This was published in Hong Kong Island; it's not available in mainland China."

"It's just that some of the content doesn't quite fit the main theme," Li Song replied.

"I don't think it's a problem!"

"Some ancient storybooks also contain tales of gods and ghosts."

“Just like Water Margin, although it’s one of the Four Great Classical Novels, I think all the Liangshan heroes in it are villains. They often kill people!” Zhu Ling shook her head and replied.

“I also think the Water Margin should be called the Villain Chronicle. Although they call each other brothers on the surface, they are all murderers.” Li Song nodded.

"However, there are also those who are wronged, like Lin Chong!" Zhu Ling nodded.

"Ok!"

"What does Sister Lin think of Journey to the West?"

"I think Journey to the West is great!"

"I think Journey to the West is full of human relationships and worldly wisdom. Sun Wukong is also opportunistic. When he encounters those monsters, once they expose his identity and say that he is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven or the mischievous monkey who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace!"

"Sun Wukong knew that these monsters must have some kind of background, otherwise they wouldn't know about the Heavenly Court, and then they would go to the Heavenly Court to ask for help!"

"We're terrified of offending the master of these monsters!"

"When he encountered monsters whose origins he didn't know, he would immediately recognize that these monsters had no powerful background, and he would kill them with a few blows!"

Zhu Ling was stunned when she heard Li Song's words: "Is it true?"

"of course it's true!"

"And I also think there's another reason why he's sitting here?"

Could Sun Wukong really eat so many peaches in the Peach Garden?

"Could it be that someone made Sun Wukong take the blame?"

"Huh???" Zhu Ling was completely stunned when she heard these remarks.

(End of this chapter)