At about half past two in the afternoon, at the Hong Kong International Airport, Chang Ning stepped off the plane accompanied by Fan Tongshan, looking at the magnificent airport, Chang Ning stretched his waist, took a long breath, and then made a trick on Fan Tongshan's shoulder, so that he hung the sunglasses on the side of his coat pocket, and instantly wore them to the bridge of his nose, and then threw the suit to Fan Tongshan, shook his head and posed in a cool posture, and hummed: "Old Fan, let's go." ”

At the pick-up gate of the VIP channel, there were a large number of people standing to pick up the airport, led by the old man on crutches, who was Changning's grandfather Fan Dongping.

Chang Ning hurriedly stepped forward and gave Fan Dongping a hug in a decent manner, "Grandpa, I am a small proletariat, how dare I work for your big bourgeoisie." Fan Dongping smiled, and patted Chang Ning on the chest with his hand, "Boy, I'm afraid you're getting lost in this world of flowers." Chang Ning shrugged his nose and said, "Grandpa, how can I sniff, you, your bourgeois air is not very good." Fan Dongping smiled: "Stinky boy, it's time for you to wake up, the air here is freer and more open." Chang Ning straightened his chest and said: "Hehe, Young Master Ben is from the great mainland of the motherland, and he is red and courageous, this time he must set foot in Hong Kong and defeat all kinds of attacks by the bourgeoisie." Fan Dongping leaned on crutches, pointed to a team of flight attendants walking by not far away, and said with a smile: "My good grandson, can you beat them?" "No mistakes, no skipping words. Chang Ning smiled: "Hehe, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, and the hero also has a child's love, Mr. Fan, don't you want to add a few more great-grandchildren?" "No mistakes, no skipping words.

Fan Dongping stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, Mr. Xiao Chang, I want to see if you have that ability, old man." He approached Chang Ning and whispered, "Boy, so far, your performance in that area is the most satisfactory to me, widely broadcast, and a bumper harvest is in sight." ”

In addition to a group of people picking up the airport at the exit of the VIP passage, there are more than a dozen reporters, taking pictures of Changning at the "click" and "click", Fan Tongshan said beside Changning: "You are the little master, this time you are in the spotlight, you have to play with them." ”

Chang Ning straightened his chest when he heard this, pretended to be even cooler, and followed Fan Dongping calmly.

After the few pick-ups and Fan Tongshan, Fan Dongping said: "Tongshan, you can introduce it to everyone." ”

Fan Tongshan pointed at Chang Ning and said, "Everyone, this is Mr. Chang Ning, the little master of our Fan Group. ”

Everyone was facing Chang Ning slightly, "Hello little master" and "little young master hard work" were endless, Chang Ning learned from Fan Tongshan in the airplane, and he also frequently returned the salute.

Fan Tongshan pointed to the row of people and said to Chang Ning, "Little master, this is Miss Jin Weiyang, the executive chairman of our Fan Group, Ms. Yuan Sibei, the president of the company, Mr. Jiang Xiping, the president of the company, Mr. Liu Longting, the president of the company, Mr. Cheng Zhuanghan, the personal lawyer of the chairman, and Miss Chen Sisi, the personal secretary of the chairman......

Chang Ning's head was big, and there was a burst of "Hello young master", which made him a little dizzy, but he had to hold his face and nod his head constantly, but his mind was particularly useful, damn it, that was called a cool, once upon a time, the proletariat who was hungry and cold finally had the opportunity to be the master of the house in front of the bourgeoisie.

At this time, a reporter raised his hand and shouted: "Mr. Fan Dongping, hello, congratulations on finding your long-lost relatives, can we interview Mr. Chang Ning?" "No mistakes, no skipping words.

Fan Dongping tilted his head, smiled and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Chang Ning, are you okay?" "No mistakes, no skipping words.

Chang Ning shrugged his shoulders and replied confidently: "Hey, a piece of cake, we proletarians are fearless and fearless, and you old man will look at it." ”

Fan Dongping nodded slightly at Fan Tongshan, Fan Tongshan turned around and said loudly to the reporters: "Fellow reporters, our Chairman Fan will arrange for Mr. Chang Ning to hold a special press conference, and now, he can only answer three questions, please." ”

"Mr. Chang Ning, I am a reporter from Hong Kong Wen Wei Po, what did you think of first when you set foot in Hong Kong? Do you want to stay in Hong Kong permanently, or do you want to return to the mainland? We know that you are a government official from the mainland, what do you think about the Sino-British Joint Statement on Hong Kong? ”

Chang Ning wanted to laugh, but at the moment he restrained his habit of laughing, and after a pause for a few seconds, he said: "Mr. reporter, you asked three questions in one breath, which is very unfair to your peers, so I will count you as only asking one question." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the first time I heard about China and Hong Kong, was when I was eleven years old in geography class, and since then, I have thought that one day, I must come to Hong Kong to see, because this is the place of the motherland, so now I am not excited, I feel like visiting the neighbor's house, as for you to ask me if I will go back, it is obvious, the mainland has a sacred cause that I am willing to fight for all my life, in addition, I want to state that I came to Hong Kong in a private capacity, I am just an ordinary official of the mainland government, I could not have answered your last question, but I can still answer you, Hong Kong's return to the motherland is a matter of course, and in the near future, we will definitely restore sovereignty over Hong Kong. ”

Fan Dongping winked at Chang Ning, meaning to say, stinky boy, that's a good point.

"Mr. Chang Ning, I am a Ta Kung Pao reporter, may I ask, you are an official of the XX Party on the mainland, but you have a grandfather of a Kuomintang general, how do you feel about this?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I do feel a lot about this, and I feel inexplicable, but this is actually a very common thing, Mr. Zhang Xueliang's younger brother, is a founding general of the People's XX Army, in the not far history, there have been several national x cooperation, I think, you can say that I am a misunderstanding of history, you can also think that I am the crystallization of the cooperation between the two parties, which proves that the mainland and Taiwan are one, blood is thicker than water, and all Chinese in the world are inseparable relatives."

"Mr. Chang Ning, I am a reporter from Ming Pao, will you inherit and take over the Golden Dragon Group when you come to Hong Kong this time?" No mistakes, no word skipping.

Chang Ning said in his heart, this Hong Kong reporter, his mother is really slurking, do you still need to ask? Lao Tzu didn't rush to his grandfather's hundreds of millions of family assets, why did he go to Hong Kong to suffer this kind of foreign crime.

"Mr. reporter, this is a sensitive issue, but also our family's private matter, please forgive me for the time being, I heard that Fan's Group Company is a city company, I hope that the shares of Fan's Group Company will rise, and then I will tell you."

At this time, Fan Tongshan said: "Mr. Reporter, Mr. Chang Ning has a tired journey and needs to go home to rest, if you have any questions, you can go to the press conference and see you again." ”

Chang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and when he sat in the car, he grinned and said, "Grandpa, didn't you disgrace your old man?" ”

Fan Dongping snorted, "There is nothing to say, my career is handed over to my grandson, who dares to make irresponsible remarks." ”

"Hehe, don't think I'm a countryman, if you don't give me a legal document, I don't dare to talk nonsense." Chang Ning smiled slyly, "Besides, my current identity can't openly receive your things." ”

Fan Dongping also laughed, "Hehe, stinky boy, are you quite good." ”

Chang Ning salivated and said: "Grandpa, Hong Kong is a good place, it's not easy for me to come here, but I have to have a good time, I don't have a penny now, you hurry up and give me money." ”

Fan Dongping smiled: "Okay, how much do you want, just ask your uncle Tongshan for it." ”

Chang Ning said to Fan Tongshan in the front seat: "Old Fan, you give me 100,000 Hong Kong dollars first, and I want to play horse gambling first." ”

Fan Tongshan said with a smile, "Little master, Hong Kong's horse gambling is from September to June of the next year, you are really here, you can rest assured, I will take you there another day, let us see the ability of the iron mouth god to count as a little half-immortal." ”

Chang Ning suddenly became energetic, "Hehe, what is that, let's go to the Macau casino another day, anyway, you can prepare the money first." ”

Fan Dongping scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, you know everything, you are still a proletariat, I think you are the bourgeoisie, and the XX Party should purge you from the party." ”

Chang Ning looked out the car window and said eloquently: "We proletarians are revolutionaries and know how to enjoy, so why not use your bourgeois money to enjoy it?" ”

Fan Dongping said with a smile: "Okay, we have words first, as long as you honestly complete the things I arranged, the rest of the time, you can play how you want." ”

"Hehe, a word is a certainty," Chang Ningle said, "Lao Fan, please bring a few newspapers over tomorrow morning, I want to see what the bourgeoisie thinks of me, a righteous and awe-inspiring **, hehe." ”

An hour later, in the big living room of the Fan family, Chang Ning took Chang Xiujuan's hand, looked left and right, and nagged again, "Tsk, old lady, old lady, don't be a woman for three days, when you look at each other, why are you living younger and younger." ”

Chang Xiujuan was dressed in a purple cheongsam, with the demeanor of a lady, smiling and patting Chang Ning's shoulder, while snorting behind him.

Chang Ning turned around, and the row of servants bent down neatly and shouted, "Hello, little young master." ”

"Uh-huh, yes, yes, you guys too." Chang Ning's mechanical response, he usually likes this set the most, but now there is no way, he is a little young master, he has to put this score, there are many servants in the Fan family, cooks, florists, chores, drivers, bodyguards, girls, adding up to seventy-seven eighty-eight, there are thirty or forty people, Chang Ning said in his heart, the days of the bourgeoisie, what a fucking corruption.

Chang Xiujuan took Chang Ning to the backyard of the Fan family's villa, and Du Qiulan's mother Xu Hexin was standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at him with a smile on her face.

Chang Ning greeted embarrassedly and hurriedly pushed the door in.

In the small pavilion in the courtyard, there were three deformed women, wearing fat pajamas, each holding a huge belly in their hands, and they were looking at the stupid Chang Ning with a smile.

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