Chapter 807 Meetings
Get off the plane, Han Qian sighed the plane is really fast, a close eyes and open eyes to the place, the voice of the stewardess is also very sweet and gentle, Han Qian got off the plane and first looked for a place to eat, did not do the plane, do not know where to go to the toilet, hungry also do not know what to do, this way Han Qian feel so hungry and hungry.
Looking for a restaurant that can be understood to ask for a dumpling, Han Qian opened his cell phone to contact Zhong Bo, still in the state of shutdown, did not take the initiative to contact Feng Lun, waiting for this guy to take the initiative to contact him.
What is Feng Lun’s purpose?
This question has surrounded Han Qian for a long time, he has not been able to figure out, exactly no time to think, after eating the dumplings and paid, as a compatriot of the boss was very enthusiastic to exchange some dollars for Han Qian.
After all, the US dollar had almost become the world’s common currency.
Squatting at the door of the airport for two hours, the language barrier, Han Qian wanted to take a car is not a way, Zhong Bo’s cell phone suddenly turned on, Han Qian long story short, then not long after that, Zhong Bo came over, for Han Qian suddenly appeared in Vancouver, Zhong Bo was a little surprised, when he heard Han Qian shouted out Feng Lun’s name, Zhong Bo understood.
The young master was coming for this guy.
Feng Lun said an address, and Zhong Bo took Han Qian over there, because he also had a problem on his side, this guy can’t speak English either, and then this time he came in a hurry, and at this time Vancouver was still at night, so he didn’t have anywhere to go to find an interpreter to go.
Arriving at the place Feng Lun said, looking at the two guys squatting on the road, Han Qian got out of the car and squatted down, stretching out his fingers to point at the ground.
“Tsk tsk tsk, come come come.”
Feng Lun looked at Han Qian as if he was looking at a fool, Cui Li stood up with a bad face, Zhong Bo stepped forward and blocked Han Qian’s face, Cui Li didn’t put this old man in his eyes, striding towards Han Qian.
Zhong Bo moved, side stepped forward and hit Cui Li’s chest, not waiting for Cui Li to get back to his senses, Zhong Bo grabbed him by the neck and waved his hand and threw him out, Cui Li got up and rushed towards Zhong Bo.
Han Qian and Feng Lun both ignored the two do-it-yourselfers, Han Qian rubbed his hands together and let out a puff of air, Feng Lun threw over a cigarette and pointed to a villa in the distance and said softly.
“This is Wei Tiancheng’s home in Canada, it is estimated that this time has already gone to bed.”
Han Qian lit the cigarette and handed the lighter to Feng Lun, Feng Lun stretched out his hands in his pockets and came forward, Han Qian casually threw the mate away, Feng Lun was furious.
“I’m fucking freezing my hands.”
Han Qian said faintly.
“I suddenly remembered that you hung me inside the warehouse, don’t want to light your cigarette, when are you going to turn yourself in?”
“When are you going to give Cui Li a new identity?”
Didn’t get anywhere again, the two didn’t dwell on the topic and walked side by side towards Wei Tiancheng’s villa, the two people who were fighting also stopped, Han Qian couldn’t trust Feng Lun, Feng Lun was just as distrustful of Han Qian.
Arrived outside the courtyard of Wei Tiancheng’s house, Feng Lun just wanted to ring the doorbell, Han Qian has already rolled over the small fence which is not yet waist high, Feng Lun saw this helplessly.
“It’s against the law for you to trespass here! And it’s very serious.”
“Is it still too late for me to come out now?”
“You better come out!”
Han Qian smiled at Feng Lun, then walked to the villa’s door and pressed the doorbell, then Zhong Bo scaled the wall and entered, but Feng Lun obediently stood outside the fence, no matter what country he was in, he couldn’t be arrested.
Sleeping Wei Tiancheng was woken up by the doorbell, walked downstairs and opened the curtains to look at Feng Lun waving at him outside the courtyard, Wei Tiancheng’s heart sank to the bottom of the valley, why is this guy here again! The last time Feng Lun was here it was because of Han Qian, causing him to have a lot of things he wanted to do that he was not able to do.
He had only disappeared for a few dozen days, so why was he back again?
Miaomiao walked down from the second floor, rubbing her eyes in a daze as she stood on the staircase floor, when Wei Tiancheng opened the door to his room, followed by a familiar face that couldn’t be more familiar appearing in front of him.
“Wei Dong! Long time no see!”
Wei Tiancheng’s face was a bit dull, and Miaomiao at the stairway let out a scream.
“Han Qian?”
Han Qian and Zhong Bo walked through the door, at this time Feng Lun and Cui Li also walked in over the courtyard wall, Han Qian walked into the living room and swept up and down before landing his gaze on Miaomiao’s body, squinting his eyes and smiling.
“Miaomiao has become a bit more handsome ah.”
Miaomiao stood at the entrance of the stairs, her hands gripping her collar tightly, when she saw Han Qian for the last time in District 8, this man appeared in her nightmares from time to time, because that day, her life and death with Wei Tiancheng was just a thought of this man.
Han Qian sat on the sofa with a big grin, Zhao Shanying walked down from the second floor and froze slightly when he saw Han Qian, then laughed.
“Young Han came all the way to Vancouver? How come you didn’t say hello in advance ~ we can also prepare for it, Miao Miao go make tea.”
Han Qian threw his cigarette in the ashtray and laughed lightly.
“If I had greeted you in advance, I guess this time I came to attend your funeral, Wen Dong! I’m giving you the way of life, and having Feng Lun accompany you in advance is also to protect your safety, so that you don’t die in the same way as Feng Zhida.”
Feng Lun sat on a high stool and pointed at Wei Tiancheng as he looked at Han Qian.
“This guy even asked if I came over to kill him, what a waste of your hard work.”
Han Qian glared at Feng Lun and frowned.
“Sit no sit like.”
Feng Lun bristled back.
“I don’t have that good father of yours.”
At this time Miao Miao brought hot tea, this woman didn’t even have time to change her pajamas, the muslin pajamas clearly showed the whiteness of her flesh, but unfortunately none of the four guests had much interest in the female sex.
Wei Tiancheng stood by the sofa, looking at Han Qian and frowning.
“I’m surprised that you were able to leave the country to meet me in person, at the same time I guess something big has happened in Binhai.”
Han Qian looked at his legs and laughed.
“Your guess is not allowed, Binhai did not happen anything, just my forces have grown a point, Wei Dong think this Vancouver is good, or Binhai is better?”
Words out, Wei Tiancheng revealed a smiling face, sitting next to Han Qian laughed.
“Han Shao! You want me to tell the truth, that is certainly Binhai good, there is the place where I was born and raised, my body flows is the blood of the yellow children, here even if I Wei Tiancheng in the rich, that is also an outsider.”
“What if I say I let you go back to Binhai?”
Words out, Miaomiao staggered in place, she wants to go back to Binhai, her family, her best friend, her parents are all in Binhai, Wei Tiancheng’s face is unchanged, lowered his head and lit a cigar, fiercely inhaled a mouthful raised his head and looked at the roof, faintly said.
“Han Shao, this is conditional, right?”
Han Qian laughed.
“There is no condition, you leave Binhai, I suddenly feel a little lonely, around the old friends less of a total feeling of the heart some not too comfortable, not thinking of the old after the regret, you back to Binhai, Hui Tian Group can give you back one-third of all to you to manage, I only take the money, is given to you one-third.”
Miao Miao has been unable to hold back the excitement within her heart, squatting by Wei Tiancheng’s legs with her pretty face rubbing the back of this man’s hand.
Seeing this, Feng Lun opened his mouth.
“Wei Tiancheng you don’t give face ……”
“Shut up!”
Han Qian suddenly erupted with an angry cry, Feng Lun raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth, eventually choosing to remain silent, Cui Li took a step forward, and Zhong Bo snorted coldly.
The atmosphere in the room was other and its strange.
Feng Lun was actually afraid of Han Qian!
After a long silence, Wei Tiancheng opened his mouth.
“Han young, I’m going back to Binhai, you sent me a receiving gift, letting everyone know that there’s no grudge between you and me, should I respond a little bit as well.”
Han Qian laughed.
“Wei Dong is polite, you don’t need to respond to anything, but whether or not Miaomiao and Unsaturated’s mother can return to Binhai, this matter will have to be decided by Feng Lun.”
The words came out, Miaomiao and Zhao Shanying’s faces changed, while Feng Lun was cursing Han Qian fiercely in his heart, the current situation, Feng Lun really didn’t dare to mess with Han Qian, and it was the point where he had to do whatever Han Qian told him to do.
Wei Tiancheng took a deep breath.
“Miaomiao and Shanying I won’t leave behind.”
“Wei Dong is sentimental and righteous, but it seems like this airplane back home can’t seat that many people! The airfare is expensive.”
“Just say it straight, Young Han, the two of them have accompanied me for most of my life, I can’t abandon them to return home by myself.”
“Give me one piece of evidence that’s enough to move to Niu Guodong, one that won’t be shown to the officials.”
“Young Han will you follow me upstairs?”
Han Qian stood up, nodded to Uncle Zhong, and said softly.
“Uncle Zhong set the airfare, Miaomiao you get Feng Lun a sum of cash, a sum of cash that you can’t take with you.”
Han Qian went up to the second floor.
After about twenty minutes, Han Qian walked down from the upper floor, cell phone in hand to contact the most trusted person in Marina.
“Ryo, can you get out of the hospital? Go find someone.”
Hanging up the phone, Han Qian glanced at Feng Lun and faintly said.
“It’s still a long time, there’s no rush.”
The words fell to look at Zhong Bo.
“Go back to China.”
Thirty hours of traveling back and forth, seeing Wei Tiancheng was only half an hour in total.
No one knew what Han Qian had gotten.