Chinese Workers' Union Headquarters in Santa Fe.
There was only one bed in a clean and spacious ward. Wu Boxin was lying on the bed, and two young and beautiful nurses stood beside him, holding very professional and expensive medical equipment to examine Wu Boxin.
A young Chinese doctor stood beside Wu Boxin, looking at the data displayed on the tablet computer, and then told Wu Boxin in a gentle voice: "Mr. Wu, you are fine, just a little overworked. Have a good rest for a few days, and I will prescribe some medicine for you. Remember to take it on time, and you will be fine in two days."
Wu Boxin nodded and sighed, "Ah, I'm old now, and my body is not as good as it used to be. In the past, this would not have mattered much."
“Boom boom boom!”
There was a crisp knock on the door of the ward. After waiting for a few seconds, the door was pushed open and a middle-aged man about 1.75 meters tall, with some graying hair on his temples, wearing a Mao suit, walked in. Behind him, followed three entourage members in black suits, including Wang Xiao.
The two accompanying personnel stood at the door as soon as they entered the room, and did not go in. The middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples smiled heartily and stepped forward: "I have heard a lot about you, President Wu!"
The man's name is Huo Dongsheng, and he is the current president of the Chinese Workers' Union. Four years ago, he was elected as the president of the Chinese Workers' Union. During his tenure, the Chinese Workers' Union has developed rapidly, expanding its scale and increasing its size.
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!" Huo Dongsheng smiled and slowly walked to Wu Boxin. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and gently held Wu Boxin's hand: "I am the president of the Chinese Workers' Union, Huo Dongsheng."
"Hello, President Huo." There was not much surprise on Wu Boxin's face, because they were all in the same circle and he had seen photos of Lao Huo before.
"I've wanted to meet you for a long time, but I never had the chance..."
"Haha, you're welcome."
The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Huo Dongsheng pointed at Wang Xiao who was standing beside him and said, "Let me introduce this to President Wu. This is Wang Xiao, the director of the Operations Department. You should have met him."
"Oh, I've seen him before, I've seen him before!" Wu Boxin nodded at Wang Xiao, and Wang Xiao smiled and nodded.
"President Wu, how are you?" Huo Dongsheng looked at Wu Boxin with concern: "At our age, we have to be more careful!"
"Alas, I'm just old." Wu Boxin waved his hand: "It's no big deal, just take a few days to rest."
"Haha, that's good." Huo Dongsheng said with a smile: "You sit down, you sit down."
As the two were talking, the man in the black suit at the door answered a phone call, then stood up, walked quickly to Huo Dongsheng and whispered, "President, lunch is ready."
Huo Dongsheng nodded, then looked at Wu Boxin: "Then, President Wu, it's time to eat, shall we go out and sit for a while?"
"Okay!" Wu Boxin agreed.
"Okay, let's go somewhere else."
"please!"
"please!"
The two of them stood up and walked out of the ward, and Huo Dongsheng's three followers immediately followed them.
After walking through the corridor, they came to an outdoor courtyard with lush green plants. A dining table covered with a white cloth was placed in the middle of the courtyard. A chef in uniform stood beside it and bowed slightly to the two of them.
"We're here, please come in, President Wu!" Huo Dongsheng smiled and extended his hand.
"Please come in!" Wu Boxin replied softly.
The two sat down face to face, and the chef immediately served them the food, while Wang Xiao and the others sat at the very corner.
"President Wu." Huo Dongsheng picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Wu Boxin himself: "Don't worry, I have already arranged everything for your son."
"Oh?" Wu Boxin took the tea, and remained calm on the surface, but in his heart he couldn't help but think about Wu Taiyong. As a politician and businessman, Old Wu certainly didn't want his son to be involved in the military intelligence system, which was too complicated and too dangerous. Wu Taiyong had been rebellious since he was a child, which really made him worry.
"He's already on the plane, and he should be in the Chinese district soon." Huo Dongsheng said with a smile, "When he lands, ask him to call you, and you can rest assured."
"Um… "
"By the way, Wang Xiao..." Huo Dongsheng turned to look at Wang Xiao who was sitting on the side and asked casually, "How did the Chinese District arrange for Mr. Wu?"
Wang Xiao looked at the two of them, chuckled and replied, "Haha, I called the Southwest Military Command. As for studying abroad, there are two options. If you want to continue to study cultural majors, you can go to Yanbei University. If you want to wear a military uniform, you can also go to the Army University to study abroad. We have special enrollment quotas, and it's just a matter of a phone call. Oh, and my friends over there have already arranged a place for Mr. Wu, it's in Chuanfu."
"You know the Chinese District." Huo Dongsheng took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "The political environment and security there are better than other places. The children are there, so there is no need to worry."
"Thank you, President Huo." Wu Boxin smiled. On the surface, he did not show any strong emotions, but in his heart he felt that Old Huo was quite reliable. In order to reassure himself, he specially called someone over to introduce the situation: "Hey, President Huo, how old is your child?"
"The older one is married, and the younger one is just three years old. Alas, they are both worry-free." Huo Dongsheng spoke casually without any sense of distance.
“Haha.” Wu Boxin smiled, secretly envious in his heart that the other party had done something that he had failed to do even after changing four wives: “You are still strong even at an old age, President Huo!
"Combination of work and rest!" Huo Dongsheng responded with a faint smile.
"Ha ha!"
The two smiled at each other. Huo Dongsheng could clearly feel that Old Wu was a casual person, and being too formal when talking to him would make him seem awkward.
After a few cups of tea, Huo Dongsheng looked at Wu Boxin and said casually, "Districts 1, 2 and 3 are engaging in political obstruction and diverting resources to the military intelligence department to set up new Chinese group management units. The authorities are trying to recruit as many as possible. In Longcheng in the north, the old Li is busy developing, Tan Hengqiang is looking far ahead, and the An faction can't see the way out. Further south, the old Mexican government and army are about to split. Bana City, the Chi Army, the Qingyi Bureau armed forces... each has their own mountaintops, just like a warlord separatist. Old Wu, what do you think of this situation? Where should overseas Chinese groups go?"
When Wu Boxin heard this, he thought for a while with a serious face: "Talking about rebellion is a reckless act; talking about sovereignty still has a glimmer of hope."
Huo Dongsheng nodded heavily and filled Wu Boxin's cup with tea again: "Then how can we be independent? Where can the first-tier cities be located?"
"If the guns were fired, it was a war, and people would die. If the guns were not fired, it was a negotiation, and there is still a glimmer of hope." Wu Boxin replied with a frown.
"Then we can't live without guns." Huo Dongsheng thought thoughtfully.
"Yes, no matter how or in which direction, the gun must be held in hand first." Wu Boxin sighed and said: "Although Lao Li's team is the administrative brain and controls the body of the warlord, I don't like it, but the facts prove that their direction is right."
Huo Dongsheng picked up the teapot and smiled and changed his address: "Brother, the tea tastes good only when it reaches this level."
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It is now exercise time in Zhadao Prison. The prisoners are gathered in groups of three or five, moving freely in the large enclosed playground.
The old man who helped Su Tiannan escape from prison was sitting on a chair in the basketball court. Not far away, several sturdy prisoners were surrounding him to protect the old man's safety.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
One of the prisoners took out his cell phone, looked at the caller ID, then walked over to the old man, bent down and put the phone to his ear.
"Hello?"
The old man answered the phone.
"Mr. Wang, what does Huang Peishan mean by doing this?!" Su Tiannan's questioning voice rang out.
"What Huang Peishan?" Old Wang replied indifferently.
"Mr. Wang, don't tell me you don't know about this!" Su Tiannan glared and roared, "He is a vice president, and he dared to take the Wu family father and son away privately?! What on earth do they want to do?! Do the upper management know that this will lead to a complete collapse!"