"This is a scam!" Holding the black punk-style suitcase, Su Fei raised his eyes and nose angrily, and said to Zhuo Huan: "Serve the wine and food first, and when we are drunk and unconscious, suddenly a mallet Just smash it over. Is there any reason for this! Fucheng, are you right!"
Fu Cheng was watching his performance with great interest, when suddenly his name was called, he nodded slightly, with a serious look: "It makes sense."
With approval, Su Fei felt that Uncle Zhuo's crimes were too numerous to write down, and he gained confidence: "It is easy to go from being frugal to extravagant, but it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. Now that I have suddenly fallen from heaven to hell, I will not be able to live through this day. Take a step back." Wan Bu said... you just don't give Rolls-Royce, you can get a Volkswagen."
Old Joseph was also filled with righteous indignation along with him, but his Chinese is not that good. When Su Fei spoke common sayings, he couldn't understand them.
Old Joseph could only say: "Do you really want us to take a taxi by ourselves?"
Zhuo Huan had already started flipping through taxi-hailing apps with his mobile phone, as if he saw something interesting, he raised his eyebrows and waved his phone at his members: "Friendly reminder, taxi-hailing apps seem to be a few dollars cheaper than taxis."
Su Fei: "..."
Old Joseph: "..."
Fucheng: "..."
Lina smiled and said: "Although there is no luxury car pick-up and drop-off, UAAG provides housing. I have sent you the address of your apartment. It is a very good high-end apartment. It is next to the UAAG headquarters. You should be able to move in with your bags. I We've got a taxi, so Reid and I will leave first."
The three of them watched Zhuo Huan and Lina get into the car, and the car disappeared into the bustling Shencheng Airport as soon as they stepped on the accelerator.
Su Fei wanted to cry without tears: "Don't bring such a thing! I thought that I came to UAAG to live a good life with RIP. It is popular and spicy. My supervisor wrote me a recommendation letter and asked me to work in Boeing. Now it's good , I just turned down an offer from Boeing last week. RIP is a scam, a scam!"
Old Joseph also had something to say: "I am miserable too. The NTSB's affairs have been handed over, and there is no way to go back."
The two looked at each other and looked at Fucheng.
The eyes indicate: what about you
Fu Cheng smiled at them, but did not answer immediately, but took out his mobile phone and opened the taxi app.
"I think our first priority...maybe be to get home quickly."
Not long after, the car called by Fucheng also arrived.
After the three of them got into the car, Fu Cheng recalled what Lina said just now, and looked out the window thoughtfully.
Su Fei and Old Joseph had already forgotten about being scammed into UAAG. One of them was an American, and the other hadn't returned to China for a long time. As soon as I set foot on the land of Shencheng, I immediately began to think about what to eat tomorrow.
Su Fei sat in the passenger seat and began to think about the future: "Hot pot, I must eat hot pot! With all due respect, the hot pot in Boston is not called hot pot at all. It is an insult to the top of the food chain that I have struggled for hundreds of thousands of years to reach. status!"
Old Joseph was also in high spirits: "I once ate hot pot in Chinatown, it was really delicious."
Su Fei chuckled: "Then I'll take you to eat real hot pot tomorrow!" After speaking, realizing that someone hadn't spoken, Su Fei turned his head and looked at Fu Cheng with an awkward posture: "Fu Cheng, what are you thinking? , why don't you talk? Do you want to eat hot pot together tomorrow?"
Fucheng came back to his senses: "No, I have something to do tomorrow." After a pause, he thought for a moment, and then said: "I was thinking about one thing. Lina seemed to be walking with Teacher Zhuo just now."
Old Joseph: "Of course, the three of us saw them leave together. Sure enough, I said that the two of them have a different relationship."
Fucheng was stunned for a moment: "No, I was just thinking. Earlier, Mr. Zhuo asked Lina where he was going, and he wanted to take the car. Later, it seemed that Lina took the car too." Although it's fine for women to take taxis and men to take cars, but Zhuo Huan said this in a very natural tone, as if it should be like this.
Hearing this, Old Joseph thought for a long time. He touched his chin and smiled knowingly: "With their relationship, it seems that there is no problem with who will take the taxi. This is probably a cultural difference. In our case, although Decades ago, gentlemanly demeanor was very important, but nowadays young people seem to care less and less about it. My Anna is like this. By the way, Anna is my daughter. When she was in a relationship, she liked to invite her boyfriend to dinner. Even AA, she hates men spending money for her."
Hearing this, Fu Cheng's lips moved, suddenly he didn't know what to say.
Is it because we are in love that it is so natural...
After a long time, Fu Cheng: "I just think that Mr. Zhuo seems a little... poor?"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the old Joseph laughed unceremoniously: "Reid is poor? Oh, my dear Fu, sometimes I really think, it is my Chinese is not good, or your Chinese is not good. The word poor and Reid I'm afraid he won't have anything to do with it in this life. As far as I know, he owns 5% of McFly's shares. What a damn capitalist!"
Su Fei: "That's right, my mentor also said that when RIP was appointed as the chief designer of Mai Fei, he was questioned by the industry for a long time. It was because he was too young and owned shares of Mai Fei. Everyone thought he relied on That’s why I got the job.”
Fu Cheng: "I know."
Su Fei: "You don't know, let me tell you, this person RIP..."
The car drove off the airport expressway and entered the busy and congested main road in Shanghai.
In the narrow compartment, the punk teenager chatted happily with the white-haired American old man. They lashed out at the evilness of capitalists. In front of enviable money, Old Joseph didn't mind exposing his ugly face: "If I own 5% of McFly's shares, then I would be willing to be insulted by everyone, welcome You spit on me, a filthy capitalist. But it's Reid who owns it, so let's drown him, the happiest man, with pleasant curses!"
An hour later, the car drove to the high-end apartment arranged by Lina.
Looking at the modern high-end residential area in front of him, Su Fei said with emotion: "Shanghai's housing prices are very expensive, and here is the CBD financial center. A small apartment costs at least 10 million yuan. UAAG's treatment is better than I imagined. Well."
However, when they got out of the car, Su Fei and old Joseph suddenly discovered...
"Fucheng, won't you get out of the car?"
Pressing down on the car window, a smile appeared on the gentle and refined face of the young man: "I am from Shencheng, and I own a house."
Su Fei: "Oh, but your home is quite far from the UAAG headquarters. Anyway, it's a free apartment arranged by UAAG, so you can't live there for nothing."
Fu Cheng's expression remained unchanged: "It's pretty close."
Su Fei didn't hear clearly for a while: "What?"
Fucheng pointed to another high-end residential area across the road, and said with a smile, "That's it."
Su Fei: "..."
Old Joseph: "..."
Unexpectedly, there was a spy among us!
After bidding farewell to Su Fei and old Joseph, Fucheng returned home.
The house has always been cleaned by part-time workers, even after two months away from home, it is still as clean as new.
After changing his shoes at the entrance, Fu Cheng walked to the coffee table. He stretched out his hand and helped up a white oak photo frame that had been turned upside down on the table. His eyes quietly watched the four people in the photo, and his eyes stayed on a middle-aged man and woman with kind smiles for a long time.
This is a family photo taken on the lawn.
On the left side of the picture stands a generous and dignified middle-aged woman. She does not have a beautiful face, but she has carefully arranged her hair and put on exquisite makeup. Just from the photo, she can see her romantic pursuit of life. On the right side of the screen is a middle-aged man wearing tennis clothes and holding a tennis racket. With his right hand around the shoulder of a little girl with long hair, the two of them laughed heartily towards the camera.
And on the left side of the girl was Fucheng who was wearing a military uniform with a nervous expression on his face.
The sun was warm, and it reflected on the joyful and happy faces of the four of them. In the photo, Fu Cheng is only about eighteen or nine years old, still childish, with youthful looks in his brows and eyes, full of vigor.
a long time.
"boom-"
Fu Cheng put the photo frame back upside down expressionlessly.
***
The next day, Shanghai, Qingpu District.
It rained the night before, diluting the restless heat. The cool wind blowing from the mountains and forests, mixed with the slightly astringent breath of vegetation, brushed over the blue bouquets held in the hands of the grave-sweepers. In the paleness of the mountains and plains, this touch of blue has become the most vivid color, and there is a faint fragrance in the moist air after the rain.
Holding a large bunch of cornflowers in both hands, Fucheng strode up the hill and stopped in front of a marble tombstone.
Staring at the loving and smiling couple in the photo, he looked at it for a while and couldn't help but smile.
Putting the cornflower lightly in front of the tombstone, Fucheng squatted down, and stretched out his hand to push the dead leaves from the tombstone. While looking at the person in the photo, he smiled softly: "I know you like romance, and white flowers don't suit your liking, so this time I brought you cornflowers. Do you like it?"
"Don't be angry, I brought you a gift too. The lighter, from STDupont, I specially picked it for you at the airport during my business trip to Finland."
"I've met a lot of new people lately..."
There was a long silence.
"Well, there is Zhuo Huan. It is the very powerful Zhuo Huan I told you about back then."
“There are others, all excellent…”
The young man's whispered whispers are lost in the mountain haze whizzing past among the trees.
***
At 8:30 in the morning, the financial center of Shanghai CBD.
Fucheng bought a cup of coffee downstairs, took the elevator to the 17th floor, and saw UAAG's gold embossed nameplate at a glance.
UAAG's appearance is extremely deceptive as a wealthy family, and I don't know how Lina did it. Fucheng heard that when they went to Finland last month, the UAAG headquarters had just started renovation. She is in Finland, but she can still take care of the decoration of the headquarters in Shanghai to create such a luxurious and modern style.
Entering the door is a large glass wall and indoor green plant garden, and a miniature green fountain flows slowly in the hall.
Fu Cheng's eyelids twitched when he saw it. He walked to the office area with coffee, and was about to speak when he suddenly felt that he should speak French at this moment, so as to be worthy of Lina's meticulously prepared romantic luxury.
After a pause, Fu Cheng said, "I thought there were only five members of UAAG?"
Su Fei came early in the morning and was stunned by this astonishing sight. "Don't talk, I still suspect that this is not the UAAG headquarters. To be honest, I just went to the toilet to check. There are ten cubicles in the men's toilet. The four of us use two of them each, and we can't use them all up. It’s so big that it’s no problem lying down!”
Fucheng: "..."
Why do I have to lie down to go to the bathroom? !
Old Joseph's eyes lit up, and he looked at Lina expectantly: "Didn't you say that UAAG is poor, very, very poor?"
Everyone turned to look at her.
Is it all a lie? !
Lina smiled and said: "These parts have special allocations and can be reimbursed directly. Don't you know that UAAG is an air accident investigation organization that cooperates across countries. Huaguo, the United States, the European Union... all participate. By the way, your The apartment rent is also reimbursed." She blinked.
Everyone: "..."
Just as he was talking, Zhuo Huan walked in from the door.
As soon as he reached the door, he paused, looked at the indoor green plant garden and fountain at the door, and stayed quietly for a while. Then he took a few steps back without changing his expression, returned to the door, and turned his head to look at the nameplate made of golden metal embossment at the elevator door.
UAAG.
Oh, that's right.
Wearing a casual white T-shirt, the lower body is a pair of jeans. Uncle Zhuo walked to Lina's table: "Your design?"
Lina smiled back.
It seemed that he hadn't woken up yet, Zhuo Huan didn't say anything, he went directly to the sofa and lay down. Suddenly remembered something, he stood up straight, and said to the people in Fucheng: "Let's take a look at the American Airlines 3157 case together later." After speaking, he fell down straight, took a random document and covered his face, After a while, there was a steady breathing sound.
Everyone: "..."
Su Fei couldn't believe it: "No, he just sleeps like this?! As soon as he came to the headquarters, he started to sleep?!"
"He's still jet-lagged." Lina kindly reminded, "You can too. There are only five of us here."
Su Fei: "..."
Is there any more bizarre organization than UAAG in this world? !
You spend public money so much, don’t the patrons know that!
Su Fei slandered a lot in his heart, but in the end he didn't hold back a single word, and he digested it all internally.
Fu Cheng got up and went to the reference room to get the accident investigation materials about American Airlines 3157. When he came back, he saw old Joseph and Su Fei getting together and pointing at Zhuo, who was lying down and sleeping. Seeing Fucheng coming, Old Joseph waved at him.
Fucheng walked over.
Old Joseph: "Vol, do you remember that cold joke you told yesterday?"
Fu Cheng: "...?"
Fu Cheng: "Actually, I don't remember ever telling a bad joke."
Old Joseph slapped his thigh: "That's it, the joke about Reid being poor."
Fucheng: "..."
Old Joseph became interested: "Look at Reid's T-shirt."
Fucheng turned his head to look.
It's white, without any obvious patterns, it's very plain, not much different from what Zhuo Huan wore before.
Old Joseph: "Look at the cuff logo, Kiton!"
Fu Cheng: "...?"
Old Joseph: "Did you see the pants?"
Fu Cheng: "K... Kiton too?" He is not very familiar with this brand.
Old Joseph shook his head: "ZILLI."
Fu Cheng: "...?"
What is this
Old Joseph looked up to the sky and sighed: "Is this also called poverty? What an evil capitalist!"
"Have you read the information on American Airlines 3157?" A cold male voice sounded from behind, and everyone fell silent for a moment, looking up.
Zhuo Huan frowned tightly, he didn't know when he got up, and rubbed the already messy black hair a little more messy. He looked around and found that only Fucheng's desk had information on American Airlines 3157. With a meaningful "oh", he raised his eyes and glanced at Su Fei and old Joseph, who quickly looked away.
Zhuo Huan walked to Fucheng's desk, bent down, and reached out to open the accident data of American Airlines 3157.
"Where did you see it?"
Because of the movement of leaning over, the man's slightly warm exhalation was gently blown into his ears. The distance is extremely close, as long as you turn your head, you can bump into this man's raised chin.
Fu Cheng's eyes darkened, and the next moment, he turned his head back.
Zhuo Huan was startled and stepped back half an inch.
The sunlight at nine o'clock in the morning shone into the room through the large floor-to-ceiling glass. The handsome young man looked at Zhuo Huan with sincere and clear eyes, and said in a guilty voice, "I just took it and haven't looked at it much."
It was clearly an apology, but there was a trace of indescribable publicity and rejection that only the person concerned could feel.
Zhuo Huan was silent for a moment, he stood up straight, and looked down at Fu Cheng.
Then he turned to Lina and said, "Everyone make a copy and read it."