Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 281

   Director Zhang immediately laughed and scolded when he heard it: "Stinky boy, if you haven't done your job, please invite credit first."

  Du Fei smiled and pushed the bike.

  Although the big bag was quite heavy for Director Zhang, it was nothing in Du Fei's hands.

  Du Fei chatted with Director Zhang while pushing the cart forward.

   It turns out that Director Zhang went to visit an old sister in the morning and took the bus by himself, without calling the driver of the car class.

   Who knows when we come back, the bus is halfway broken!

   After waiting for the next trip, she didn't know when she would arrive, and seeing that it was not too far from home, she simply wanted to go back.

   The last time I chatted with Director Zhang, Du Fei learned that this person was also with the Long March team and walked from Sichuan to northern Shaanxi.

   I guess I still don’t admit defeat, but I didn’t expect that, with the passage of time, I only walked two stops, and I couldn’t walk a bit.

  Director Zhang didn't admit it, but insisted on it, because the burden was harmful and always bumped into her thigh.

   Du Fei didn't hold back, he laughed beside him, and Director Zhang stared at him angrily.

   Du Fei didn't care either.

   Dealing with such a half-old lady is the most taboo to be cautious and responsive.

   That will not only bring no benefits, but it will backfire.

   Instead, it is better to show your true temperament and be more decent when dealing with people.

   Of course, it doesn't mean that showing your true temperament will get the other party's favor.

   But at least in this way, I can relax a little, and I don’t need to be thankful for the emptiness and the snake.

   Anyway, Director Zhang seems to like this set.

   Seeing Du Fei relaxed in front of her and not speaking carefully, he couldn't help thinking of her children.

  Since the children have grown up and each has a job, they really get together less and leave more.

   Even if it’s New Year’s Eve, we only come back to order a Mao during the New Year’s Eve.

   Thinking of this, Director Zhang couldn't help but sigh.

  Du Fei was a little puzzled, and said in his heart, "How come it's fine, so you just sigh?"

  Because he didn't know what to do, he didn't interrupt.

   Let Director Zhang feel depressed.

   The two of them were chatting quite lively, but soon fell silent.

   Du Fei can only sigh: a woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea, the ancients honestly did not deceive me!

   Fortunately, it didn't take long before he arrived at the gate of the office compound where Director Zhang lived.

   When I got here, I could find anyone to help carry things back, and I wouldn't need Du Fei anymore.

   Originally Director Zhang wanted to ask Du Fei to come in and sit down, but Du Fei politely declined, waved his hand, turned around and left.

   This made Director Zhang somewhat surprised.

   Usually, there are many people who want to enter their house.

  I didn't expect Du Fei to leave as soon as he said that, but it made her a little impressed.

   But after thinking about it, if you can get so many good cigarettes and wine from Minister Chu's house, you shouldn't need to curry favor with her.

   Director Zhang looked at Du Fei's back pushing the car, smiled, turned and walked into the compound.

   This time, there were no more accidents.

  Du Fei walked a little forward, and saw a fork that was not too wide.

   Following the fork in the road, I found an empty alley, and finally got the chance to put things away.

  Du Fei breathed a sigh of relief, got on his bicycle, and started rushing back.

   It was not yet two o'clock.

   Section Chief Qian's side, go back to his daughter-in-law's house, no need to go.

   It was still early, so I just found time to walk around Wang Xiang.

   This old gentleman is very knowledgeable, and he is the best at playing. He cooks a scaffolding dog, crickets pigeons... It should be very interesting to get along with each other.

  Du Fei planned years ago to go to Wang Xiang's house to pay New Year's greetings.

  Inquire about Mr. Wang's home address in advance with Xiao Wang from the unit.

   lives in Fangjiayuan in Dongcheng.

  Du Fei rode his bike along Fuxing Road, now Fuxingmen, to Chang'an Avenue, and then Tiananmen Square, almost crossing the capital!

   Until you reach Jianguomen, turn the corner to the north.

   Follow Chaoyangmen Street to Fangjiayuan Hutong.

   This is Du Fei, another person, riding so far in one breath in the winter, must be sweating all over and steaming from the top of his head.

   But Du Fei also came back here.

  Although you know the specific address, when you enter the hutong, some have a house number and some don’t, which is a bit troublesome.

   Du Fei had no choice but to open the mode of "Uncle, please, let me know...".

   Fortunately, the small courtyard where Mr. Wang lives is not difficult to find. After asking the two uncles and one eldest sister, I finally reached the boundary.

  This yard is not small, there are four entrances in total, but it is a bit messy inside.

  Du Fei pushed the car in and was stopped as soon as he entered the gate.

   A man with a stern face came out of the next room, rolled his eyes and looked at Du Fei, and said with a big mouth, "Who are you?"

   Du Fei took a look, this guy is not a serious person.

   Tattoos are not popular at this time, otherwise it must be the kind of dragon and phoenix drawn on the body.

   But Du Fei didn't care about this obstacle, he said with a smile: "Man, I'm looking for Mr. Wang Xiang to give him a New Year."

Mr. Wang seems to have some prestige.

When the man heard it, he was looking for Mr. Wang, his face changed suddenly, he scratched his head, and he smiled: "You are looking for Mr. Wang! I'm sorry just now! The street has been uneven these two days, looking at you and talking. Chong, offended."

   Du Fei smiled and said it was fine, but noticed that the man tucked his left hand into the sleeve of his padded jacket.

   If you guessed correctly, he must be holding a dagger or something in his hand just now.

  Du Fei was calm on the surface, but also secretly vigilant.

   While pushing the cart in, he asked, "Which house does Mr. Wang live in?"

   Du Fei deliberately showed his back to the other party to see what he was going to do.

   The man stood still and replied, "The east wing of the middle courtyard."

  Du Fei waved his hand and said, "Thank you~"

  The man said: "You're welcome, but Mr. Wang seems to have gone out just now, go in and take a look."

   After he finished speaking, he turned around and went back into the room, without showing any more hostility towards Du Fei.

   The opponent didn't move, and Du Fei didn't make any extra efforts.

   Actually, the man's reaction just now wasn't too extreme.

   At this time, the security in the capital is not very good.

  The courtyard where Du Fei lives, because most of them are employees of the rolling mill, the staff is relatively fixed, and there are few outsiders, and the security is relatively good.

   Compared to Fangjiayuan Hutong, there is no large-scale factory such as a rolling mill, and the people living there are more complicated.

   There are both literati like Mr. Wang, and some brave and ruthless like just now. It is not unusual to meet anyone.

   Moreover, there must be such a person in the large courtyard.

  Not only here, but every courtyard has them, like silly pillars.

   If there is any conflict in the courtyard, there is an uncle to help adjust it. If someone outsiders bullies it, someone will have to take the lead in the front.

  Du Fei went through the second gate.

  The yard is well preserved, only half of the door leaves of the hanging flower door are left, so I don’t know where the outer half of the door panel goes.

  The surrounding verandah, the tiles on the top are also missing a lot, they must have been lifted and filled on their own roof.

   (end of this chapter)