Chapter 375: Dream and tea

The one who fell into the sleepless night with Tan Zhenhua, of course, was Ma Fengshan, who had sent away both Guo and Tan.
Although Tan Zhenhua is really too young, and he does not dress like a rich man at all, but from Guo Rongwei’s attitude towards him and his eloquent conversations, Ma Fengshan can feel it. , This is by no means a kid who can only talk about things on paper.
And after carefully reviewing the process of dialogue between the two parties, Ma Fengshan was surprised to find that the content and rhythm of the conversation between the two parties during this meeting seemed to have been rehearsed, and they were being dragged forward.
Therefore, this kid named Tan Zhenhua must have come prepared.
So, no matter how much he asks, this kid who refuses to reveal his words, what the is it?
Can he really help himself to realize that dream in his heart?
Ma Fengshan assumed countless possibilities in his mind and denied them one by one. Perhaps, as the young man said, going to Britain to recuperate first, and meeting those old friends and opponents by the way, is also a choice.
He finally comforted himself silently, and somehow the clear, steady and firm eyes of the young man appeared in his heart.
It was really a look that made people want to indulge in the sweet dreams he had compiled, he thought, finally fell asleep in the sultry summer night of the magic city, which had already glowed white.
...
Burmese jade in mid-July is extremely sultry, even in a big city like Yangon, which is close to the sea.
Wang Nanmu shook hands with the embassy personnel who had come to see him off one by one, and took a deep look at the bustling city under the morning light. Then he tightly tightened his carry-on bag, turned silently, and walked into the airport security gate alone.
Finally leaving, she thought, living here for more than a month is really stressful, exciting and nostalgic.
That gave such a task to a self who had only received short-term assault training and had no actual combat experience. It was obviously uneasy. This was the moment when she arrived at Myanmar Yu and saw the photo of the target that needs to be protected. Things that have already been understood.
This young lady has also read several Aunt Joan novels, and she understands in her heart.
But, why at the next moment when he knew that the goal was his, his heart rose, and it turned out to be a little bit of joy?
The "PPK" that could not be brought back to China, but was given to Military Attaché Mou to collect the "PPK", which had ended its historical mission but was airlifted back to Xiangjiang by Tan Zhenhua, which was almost equal to the price of the car. Porsche 911, do you have one day to see them again?
I'm afraid, is it gone?
Since Lei Tao had already opened the window paper that day, but the kid didn't express anything other than the slight embarrassment on his face, then these were just his own fantasy or wishful thinking.
Then let this all pass, it did not happen, so there is no end to it, this is just a beautiful dream of self-organization that I occasionally fall into in my girlhood.
Even the set of clothes that she carefully folded and stored at the bottom of the suitcase, which the kid called the "jacket", shouldn't be time to see the sun again.
She thought, wiping away the tears that had appeared on her face, and looking at the gradually diminishing city outside the porthole, she closed her eyes.
...
"So, what Zhenhua means is to use the power of Liu Ye, or our "Yonggang Club" to create an airline in Xiangjiang?"
The question was Bao Yugang.
"From what he said to me, that's what he meant." Shao Yifu replied.
Bao Yugang furrowed his brows and thought for a moment before he said: "It's not impossible to say, I'm a shipping company. From the recent two years of business, it is obvious that the tonnage of imports and exports from the mainland has increased very rapidly. If this is the case for shipping, then aviation must be the same. So I think this business should be promising from a market perspective alone. What do you think of Lao Cao? Among us, you are the most concerned about the situation on the mainland. Familiar."
The place of the conversation is still in the old place. In the study of Shao Yifu’s home, of course, it is necessary to discuss such important issues. Not everyone is qualified. In fact, even among the big names of the "Yonggang Association", there are only a few. People are really interested in this matter.
Cao Guangbiao did not rush to answer Bao Yugang’s question. Instead, he took a sip of the tea in front of him, and then said after a moment: "I said, Uncle Li, after drinking the tea made by that kid, how can you drink it again? Don't think it tastes anymore?"
Li Shuxiong rolled his eyes and said: "I love to drink or not, I still don't bother to serve you!"
Li Shuxiong was born in the last century, the oldest of the few people present, this year is already 90%. Cao Guangbiao respected him with a "Uncle Li", but this old man has always been tough and has a humorous temperament. The bigger, the more naughty, everyone is not used to him, and he doesn't care.
When Bao Yugang heard the words, he took the tea cup and said, "If you don't tell me, I really didn't care about it, old Cao. This taste is more interesting than the one made by that kid? It's really strange, the same. The tea is the same as the vessel and the same water, but the tea that is brewed has a different taste."
Shao Yifu smiled and said: "So, this is called a personal ability problem. It's like the same piece of wood. Some people used it to make sleepers. They were pressed down under the rails for the rest of their lives until they decayed. Some people used them to do it. Brother Guan, enjoy incense offerings every day. Different personal vision and abilities, naturally different future."
"It's okay, I know that your uncle Shao Liu has a poisonous eye and a ruthless hand, and he is even better than others in snatching grandsons. This is because you picked up a treasure and came back. We all know. You don't want to sell melons. "Bao Yugang joked with a smile.
"Okay, let’s get back to business," Cao Guangbiao put down the tea cup and cleared his throat: "Lao Bao asked me just now, what do you think of this problem, in fact, what I want to say is that I want to do this for a day. Two days!"
"Oh?"
The other four people in the room couldn't help but whisper.
"Don't be surprised. I will analyze it for you and it will be clear."
Seeing everyone listening attentively, Cao Guangbiao stopped selling Guanzi, but explained: "At present, our Xiangjiang aviation market is basically monopolized by one company, that is, the old "Cathay Pacific Airways."
Swire Pacific
holds 70% of the shares and
HSBC Bank
holds 30% of the shares. In fact, both
Swire
and
HSBC
are companies controlled by the British, so it has gained a lot of convenience in its operations. One bite of the "Hong Kong Airlines" founded by our local Chinese in Hong Kong is an obvious example."
"So, let's make an assumption and assume that what the kid said that day is true, that is, Xiangjiang will definitely return to China in 1997. Then, do you think that with the consistent attitude and methods of the Chinese government, they will allow only one family in Xiangjiang. Do British-controlled airlines exist?"
After saying this, the other four people in the house were suddenly lost in thought.
And Cao Guangbiao was still talking: "After I figured out this problem, I was thinking, then why can't I take advantage of this opportunity of China’s huge increase in capacity to invest in an airline? If I did this If you do, you should be able to get some support? What's more, according to my experience in investing in the mainland in the past few years, in fact, their governments at all levels are very welcome to cooperate with the business community of Hong Kong."
"However, this matter involves a lot of government communication work. Not only needs to communicate with Hong Kong's British authorities to obtain qualification approval, but it also needs to obtain permission from the mainland to open air routes. This is not a project that ordinary people can play. Don't sound good, just based on the few of us here, I'm afraid I almost mean it?
Li Shuxiong asked while adding water to everyone.
"So after my careful thinking, I found a solution." Cao Guangbiao said casually.
"What way? Say it!" Rarely, the other people asked in unison.
"This method is to ask Uncle Six to come out, tell someone to move someone, and ask him to join in as a shareholder, then big things will happen!"
"Who?"