"Boom!"
With a series of deafening roars, the plane finally flew off the runway and rushed into the blue sky.
The plane Chu Heng and the others took was a small plane, and it was a bit old. It had poor sound insulation and poor stability. It had been vibrating since it took off, and it was in a shaky posture. The discomfort caused by high air pressure, such as dizziness and tinnitus, made those in the cabin panic instantly as soon as they returned to the plane.
"This, this, this...Team leader, is this plane going to fall? Why is it shaking?" Jiang Fanghao, who was sitting next to Chu Heng, grabbed his thigh nervously, his lips turning pale with fear.
"Relax, it's just like flying, it's okay." Chu Heng was afraid of scaring others, so he didn't dare to scare him anymore. The old man patted Jiang Fanghao's shoulder to express comfort.
"Yes, don't be nervous, everyone. It is true that you will feel a little uncomfortable when the plane first takes off and lands. It will be fine after a while." Lan Zhong, who was sitting in the front, also turned around to comfort the big guy, the one in his hand flashing red The light cigarette is unusually eye-catching.
Chu Heng was dumbfounded, and then turned to look at the others. He found that a few veteran oil sticks who had flown several times were also holding cigarettes in their hands. He couldn't help but look at the person closest to him in astonishment. The middle-aged man asked: "Brother, no one cares about smoking on the plane?"
"No one." The man looked at him sideways.
Just now, it was meat sauce and charcoal. It said it had a nose and eyes. I thought he had sat on it before. This was the first time I dared to love it!
“Oh oh.”
Chu Heng nodded suddenly. Although he claimed that Chu Da understood, he really didn't know that smoking was allowed on airplanes in the 1960s, so he quickly took out the cigarette from his body, divided it in a circle, and lit one for himself happily. Gen, he even took out his camera and took a photo of himself, looking like he didn't know anything about it.
After a while, a stewardess pushed a trolley over and brought food to everyone. There were bread, fruit, soda, bacon, and rare chocolates and Maotai, Huazi...
Chu Heng was confused again After a moment, she suddenly felt like she was on a train, and then she happily shouted long live the planned economy in her heart, then licked her face and ordered a bottle of Moutai, a few pieces of bacon, and a cup of tea with Jiang Fanghao and the others. When we started drinking, the cabin became lively.
......
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed at Yangcheng Airport. After Chu Heng and others got off the plane, they boarded a bus that had been prepared in advance.
The car took more than an hour all the way out of the airport and finally arrived at Luohu Port.
As the southern gate of China, Luohu Port has a long history.
It can be traced back to the Qing Dynasty. At that time, it was to prohibit the smuggling of opium and foreign medicines and collect customs duties. In 1949, it was changed to a border inspection station.
The bus Chu Heng and the others took only stopped for a moment in front of the immigration inspection building. After getting the passes they had obtained in advance, the bus started again and drove into Luohu, which crosses the Shenzhen River. bridge.
They also went through some inspections during the process, and finally they successfully passed the port and arrived at the opposite Hong Kong Island.
When they arrived here, they changed to a bus sent by the Xinhua Branch of Hong Kong Island and continued on their way.
I have to say something here. At this time, the Xinhua Branch on Hong Kong Island was China’s representative office on Hong Kong Island. It was established in 1947. Before the handover to 2000, the Xinhua News Agency on Hong Kong Island had been divided into two One part is responsible for the work of the news agency, and the other is the Hong Kong and Macao Working Committee.
So when official personnel from mainland China come to Hong Kong, most of them are received by Xinhua News Agency personnel.
The person responsible for receiving Chu Heng and his party this time is a middle-aged man named Sha. He is not tall and thin. He is wearing a somewhat faded Mao suit. The cuffs and hem are severely worn. There are marks, it looks like it has been worn for a few years.
Maybe he was happy to see people from his hometown, or maybe the man himself was talkative. From the moment he got in the car, he kept telling them about the situation on Hong Kong Island, about the rampant evil forces and the security department. Balabala's... car was bumping all the way, and everyone in the car was curiously looking at the scene outside the window, looking at the cars passing by on the road, looking at the tall buildings in the city in the distance, there was a feeling of inferiority complex. Emotions gradually began to grow in their hearts.
But when the car entered the city and looked at the girls on the street who were wearing hot pants and showing their long fair legs, the gay men immediately threw away their inferiority complex and shouted "No" He spoke harshly while criticizing with his eyes.
Especially for young people like Che Xiaobao and Cen Hao, they couldn't stand up straight.
Only Chu Heng, his focus is not on this aspect. Others are looking at the thighs, but he is looking at the overall environment of Hong Kong Island.
In general, it is still a bit broken.
The 1960s was when Hong Kong Island took off, but after all, it hadn't taken off yet. You could still see rickshaws, shabby squatters, old tenement buildings, and even those high-rise buildings on the streets. In his opinion, they didn't look like much. Sample.
It’s all nostalgic.
After almost two hours, the bus finally stopped in front of the Xinhua Branch Building at 387 Queen's Road East, Wan Chai.
“Oh, my bones are almost falling apart.”
“My butt is almost broken.”
"Please help me, my back hurts so much that I can't get up."
After a long day of hard work, they were exhausted, and they all groaned from exhaustion.
After Chu Heng got off the car, he immediately called his team members over and told them: "You should follow Director Lan to familiarize yourself with the environment, and I will come to you after I finish my work."< br>
“Oh, by the way.” As he said that, he took out a stack of hundred-dollar knives from his body, stuffed them into Li Jiangqi, and said, “I personally give this money to you. Let's take a rest tonight and take them for a walk tomorrow to see the world and buy some specialties to take back."
"Huh?" Li Jiangqi looked at his hands in a daze. Although the money in it has not been paid back, judging from the thickness, it is a thousand dollars less. According to the current exchange rate of more than 5 points between the US dollar and the Hong Kong dollar, that is more than 5,000 yuan!
Oh my God!
He gave away so much money just as he said it would?
Also, where did he get so much foreign exchange?
And leader Qian Meng must not know, otherwise it would have been confiscated long ago!
"Ah, what, remember, spend this money as you like, don't save it for me." Seeing that she was stunned and silent, Chu Heng was too lazy to talk to her anymore, and turned to Che Xiaobao and others to explain again. After a few words, he said hello to Lan Zhong and Comrade Sha, and left with Cen Hao carrying two large boxes.
"What are you doing, Comrade Chu Heng?" Comrade Sha looked at the two of them curiously.
"They have more important tasks." Lan Zhong was silent for a moment and replied. In fact, he didn't know, but as the leader of the team, if he didn't say something, he would be quite useless, wouldn't he? ?
"Oh." Comrade Sha is also a smart man. Seeing that he didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more questions. He glanced at the banknotes that were still held in Li Jiangqi's hand and smacked his lips in envy. He took them into the Xinhua News Agency building.