Chapter 459: help

The so-called Yangtze River Delta naturally refers to an economic circle formed around Shanghai, Nanjing, and Hangzhou, the three most developed cities in China’s economic territory. However, the core of China’s most important economic development in the future is still In the gestation, the convenience of connecting the speeding high-speed rail and the dense highway in the future is even invisible.
For example, from the magic capital to Ningdu, one of the golden arteries after Huaxia, the Shanghai-Nanjing Expressway, will not take shape until ten years later.
Therefore, now from the Magic City to Ningdu, there is only one national highway to choose from when driving. On the national highway in 1982, it is not just cars that ran...So, Zhan Nuozhu drove the car fast and cursed from time to time. Bicycles, pedestrians, old scalpers, big gooses, Chinese pastoral dogs rushing out of the road...
Tan Zhenhua was amused when he looked at him. This man must have suffered some great grievances, otherwise, with his temperament, how could this be?
However, Tan Zhenhua deliberately refrained from asking questions, just want to see how long this guy can hold back.
Sure enough, when the car drove out for a hundred or ten kilometers, and seeing that he had passed Suzhou, he finally couldn't help it. He seemed to ask casually, "Zhenhua, you don't want to know what you asked me to do. , What's going on?"
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Tan Zhenhua replied seemingly casually: "That matter, there is no rush anyway, let's talk about such a good thing that benefits the country and the people, and you don’t want your people to end up in person, and you don’t even want to pay for it. As long as you are just an intermediary, you will not help if you are so simple. If one of your leaders says not to help, isn't it ignorant?"
This sentence choked Zhan Nuozhu on the spot, and he was so embarrassed that the roots of his neck were red, so he had to honked the car horn to the sky and yelled at an old donkey in front of him who was not hurrying and pacing leisurely. Car to cover up his embarrassment.
After the broken old donkey finally let out the road slowly, Jen Nuozhu finally adjusted his emotions after stepping on the accelerator and overtaking it, and said gently to Tan Zhenhua: "I'm sorry, this matter, I I may not be able to help you."
In fact, Tan Zhenhua has probably guessed the result by seeing his performance just now. Otherwise, according to the temper of this master, would he put his scream on his face long ago?
Although he had guessed the result a long time ago, after Zhannuozhu’s mouth was confirmed, he was still unavoidably disappointed and uncomfortable. He couldn’t help but ask:
Why? Also, I just wanted to ask, you clearly belong to Jiangnan. Province, why did you think of reporting to the magic city?"
"You know what a shit, it's good for me to be under the control of Jiangnan Province, but shouldn't Jiangnan Province also have to be under the control of the magic capital? Who told them to put up a sign called "East China Bureau"?"
Zhan Nuozhu replied angrily, and then sighed: "I am so smart. I thought that this matter would have to be reported through them in the end anyway, so I just talked to them directly. Come to think of it, as you said, this matter does not require us to end up in person, nor do we need to pay for it. If we succeed, everyone will be happy, and if we fail, there will be no loss. Why do we not agree?"
"So why didn't you agree?"
"The reason is of course high-sounding. It is said that this may affect your life safety. It is said that similar negotiations have already been conducted through other channels, so it is inconvenient for us to intervene. If this fails, it may affect your life. At present, China and Britain are improving the relations between the two countries, anyway, a lot.
Tan Zhenhua was silent.
In fact, he is asking for nothing. There may only be one reason to approve of one thing, but if you want to stop it, then anyone can come up with n reasons, and it sounds like the country is still doing it. people.
Seeing Tan Zhenhua's silence, Zhan Nuozhu also stopped chattering. There was silence in the car. Only the roar of the engine came in through the car window, "buzzing" annoyingly.
After a long time, Zhan Nuozhu said leisurely: "Zhenhua, in fact, among the reasons they said, I still agree with at least one of them. After all, you want to deal with MI6, which is not a good thing. Everyone who kills people without blinking all puts money on their faces. Your plan really requires too much risk. So whether it is in business or in private, I personally don't approve of you doing that."
Tan Zhenhua suddenly felt a little touched. Between this Zhan Nuozhu and him, he always quarreled when meeting each other, wishing to ruin the other party completely, but since the night sky horror and the subsequent heart-to-heart conversation, he actually cared very much in his heart. The other side, they both firmly believe that although the two walked on different paths, they had exactly the same goals.
"All for China."
This is more than just talking.
In Myanmar, they have completed a tacit cooperation. Although they have not yet seen the final result, they both firmly believe that each other is a back they can rely on.
This is the true trust and friendship from comrades in arms.
But today, Zhan Nuozhu said such words, obviously in his heart, his life safety of Tan Zhenhua also occupies a very important position in Zhan Nuozhu's heart.
However, the next sentence of the lame man immediately exposed his nature and almost made Tan Zhenhua annoyed his nose: "You said you are so rich now, and you haven't really enjoyed life. If you just hang up like this, it would be a shame. The saddest thing in life is this, the money is still there, but the people are gone."
"I bother!"
Zhan Nuozhu laughed and said: "I did the same just now. This is actually nothing. After all, according to your plan, there are a few things that are safe to make, such as the "BAC" airliner and "Speey". The civilian version of the engine, of course, the military version of the new model may be more difficult, but it is not impossible to talk about it. I guess the air-to-air missile and carbon fiber are the most troublesome in the end. Or, let’s wait? Anyway, I think, as long as you are willing, You can toss like this, and sooner or later you will find opportunities to toss those things out of the door."
It's okay for him not to say that. The more he said this, the more stubbornness in Tan Zhenhua's heart was aroused, and he couldn't help but initiate a ruthlessness in his heart: What kind of little master I picked it up all my life, afraid of a ball? You guys don't let me do it, I will do it myself!
So he turned to look at Zhan Nuozhu and said, "Brother Zhan, do you remember what I told you about Xie Li?"
Zhan Nuozhu suddenly became alert when he heard this: "What did you say?"
"I said, it doesn't matter if you don't help, as long as you don't stop me from helping, and today, I want to repeat this sentence again."
Zhan Nuozhu's face instantly changed color, he slammed the steering wheel and braked the car to the side of the road, then turned to look at him, and asked with a serious face: "Zhenhua, what do you mean? With our help, you will do it alone?"
Tan Zhenhua nodded firmly, and then solemnly said: "Yes, Brother Zhan, even if I am alone, I will continue."
"why?"
"Because, if I don't do this, then I will leave a great regret in my life, and the price to make up for this regret is too great!"
Zhan Nuozhu asked puzzledly: "What regret is it that makes you take it so seriously, can you talk about it?"
Tan Zhenhua shook his head firmly and said: "No, it's not yet time."
"No, you must make it clear today!"
"Impossible, besides, why should I tell you if I don't ask you for help?"
Zhan Nuozhu stared at Tan Zhenhua. Seeing that he was also biting his lips and staring at him unwillingly, a flame was burning in his eyes.
He knew that the young man in front of him under the age of 18 must have made up his mind, and according to past experience, once the kid made up his mind, it must be impossible for the nine cows to come back.
Zhan Nuozhu shook his head slightly and restarted the engine. The jeep roared and continued on the road to Ningdu. After a long time, he said softly, as if casually, "Zhenhua, I will help you."
Tan Zhenhua suddenly turned his face to stare at him and asked in astonishment: "Brother Zhan, you help me? You are different from me. You are a member of the system. You can't do anything that violates the regulations. Besides, how about you? help me?"
Zhan Nuozhu avoided his gaze and stared at the road that seemed to spread endlessly. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said softly: "Why did you forget? Back then, I was also a field worker. ..."