mijobooks Chapter 789
Chapter 789
785. Common sense
In that unpretentious black car.
Okamura Haruwa sat in the back row and Watanabe, who was the driver’s part-time bodyguard, drove meticulously. Although the driving of the vehicle was still stable, the whiteness on Watanabe’s face could not be hidden anyway.
A small person. Watanabe is very accurate in his positioning. In the whole struggle of Toyo, he is really just an insignificant little figure.
But such a small person can become a bystander, witnessing the changes in Dongying’s history with his own eyes.
The death of Tokugawa Takeshi is far more than that simple…
It is just like an ordinary person after drinking paraquat. At first, it may not feel much, but breathing is a little bit weak, but slowly, as time passes by Tenten, the patient will suffer endless pain and torture to death.
And this kind of illness can’t be saved.
“What should we do in the future?”
“What should we do about Toyo’s future?!” Watanabe muttered to himself.
“Concentrate on driving.”
Okamura Chunhe spoke indifferently, and the sound of the old words sounded like a wake-up call, which suddenly awakened Watanabe, who was in a trance state.
“Hi!”
Watanabe’s face straightened, and he didn’t dare to think about other things, focusing on manipulating the steering wheel.
Looking at the busy traffic outside the window, Gangcun Chunhe’s expression was indifferent, and it seemed that he didn’t have any mental fluctuations because of the incident just now.
Compared with the great changes in East Asia more than a hundred years ago, the death of the Tokugawa family patriarch was nothing more than a few hailstones occasionally falling from the sky.
The position of the station is different, the thinking is naturally different.
Just as the dead and the birds are facing the sky, Gangcun Chunhe has always used this sentence as his guideline-there are no eternal friends in the world, only eternal interests.
Such simple and vulgar words can sometimes give people the power to walk.
“Death is kindness.”
Haru Okamura said gently: “For the Tokugawa family, I have enough kindness to give them.”
This is an extraordinary period. Master Taki forbids all civil strife in the Jingu faction, but Tokugawa’s death was too sudden. Even if Master Taki’s command used to be no different from God’s guidelines in people’s minds, under such turbulent and disturbed circumstances …Anything can still happen!
Be lenient with confession, sit in prison; be strict with resistance, go home for the New Year.
It is impossible for Gangcun Chunhe to really sit back and watch such a huge ancient family collapse in just a few years!
“Ding Ding Ding…”
At this moment, Gangcun Chunhe’s old-fashioned button phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Putting the phone to his ear, Gangcun Chunhe still has no expression on his face, but his tone has been relaxed a lot, as if he is as kind as an old grandfather caring for his younger generations.
“Xiao You, what’s the matter?”
“Grandpa Gangcun, do you have a satellite phone? I need to use it.”
Gangcun Chunhe’s eyes dazzled, and then he smiled cheerfully: “Of course we do. Dongying pays great attention to privacy. The research on anti-eavesdropping satellite phones can be said to be among the top in the world.”
“Well, I’ll take it to you now, are you at home?”
“Ahhhhhhhhh? Are you going to come here in person? But don’t you still have a meeting tonight?” Ren Xiaoqin asked suspiciously over there.
Grandpa Gangcun is very busy every day, and a lot of years of age did not sleep more than six hours a day. The former Ren Xiaoqin often saw Grandpa Gangcun’s remote video conference appearing on the TV station in the early morning, and then again in the early morning. Appeared……
“It’s okay. The meeting that night happened to be cancelled. I just don’t know what to do, so I just went to see you, and I have something to say to you.”
“Oh, all right, then please take care of Grandpa Gangcun.”
Ren Xiaoqin whispered.
“OK.”
The smile that appeared on Gangcun Chunhe’s face disappeared instantly after the phone hung up, and he said without any doubt: “All meetings in the evening are postponed and postponed. The specific time will not be notified until tomorrow!”
“Hi!”
In front, Watanabe nodded heavily and began to pick up the phone to notify.
All this did not end. Gangcun Chunhe broadcasted another call: “General Tongji, I need a satellite phone with the highest degree of confidentiality. Can you send it over right away?”
“Yes, I’m…”
After everything was arranged, the black car turned around at the fastest speed!
——
in the room.
Hanging up, Ren Xiaoqin explained seriously: “Although Grandpa Gangcun is an indifferent and ruthless politician, he really has no affection for me. But since he was very young, he has always assumed the responsibility of taking care of me.”
“If it weren’t for Grandpa Gangcun, maybe my situation would be much more difficult than it is now.”
“So, no matter what he thinks in his heart, I always call his grandfather, do you mind?”
Speaking of the back, Ren Xiaoqin was already a little cautious.
“It’s okay, what’s the matter here.”
Shi Qinghai smiled. Just about to play with the girl’s hair, Ren Xiaoqin suddenly slipped away from her arms and stepped on her clogs to the other side.
Then, she ran out of the room with enough horsepower!
“Wait, I’ll make tea for you!”
The girl’s crisp voice came from outside the door.
Shi Qinghai was startled, and said with a smile: “Okay.”
Drinking tea is not only a habit of Chinese talents, but also of Dongying people.
Sitting on the tatami, Shi Qinghai subconsciously wanted to take a cigarette from her pocket, Ren Xiaoqin had already ran over, not only carrying a small plate of fruit, but also a pack of seven-star cigarettes.
“The cigarette I got from Mr. Bodyguard, I don’t know if you can get used to…”
With that said, Ren Xiaoqin pushed the fruit plate to Shi Qinghai again: “You will quench your thirst by eating it for a while. The tea set at home is already a bit dirty. I need to wash it. Please wait.”
“Okay, it’s okay.”
The sitting posture of Dongying people is kneeling, while Shi Qinghai sits like an uncle with his legs spread out, smoking a cigarette given by Xiaoqin, eating cantaloupe, strawberries and other fruits, and looking at the quiet and quaint streetscape outside the window. The quaint buildings are full of the breath of time, and occasionally a few birdsong lightly sounded.
Perhaps the dust of history has quietly passed by at some point.
At this time, Shi Qinghai gradually understood why Ren Xiaoqin’s home chose this place instead of the prosperous and luxurious villa outside.
This kind of artistic conception can never be realized by outsiders.
Who doesn’t like a girl who can bring herself a cigarette?
“Hi…huh…” Shi Qinghai was smoking a cigarette comfortably.
And the reason why Xiaoqin gave herself a fruit platter like cantaloupe and dragon fruit is not because Xiaoqin’s lifestyle is close to the people, but there is another reason——
Dongying fruits are too expensive!
Here, fruits are much more expensive than fish. For example, the cantaloupe in China’s cheap and rotten streets requires at least dozens of a catty in Dongying. Some local exquisitely cultivated ones even cost hundreds of yuan, which is far from ordinary. Food that the people can afford.
Therefore, it is already good to entertain Shi Qinghai with cantaloupe and other tropical plants and fruits!