As the sun sets, the boat sails on the sea.
Hu Yong stepped out of the cabin, did a pull-up to get onto the deck, and smiled at Song Yuanchao: "Finally, I have a decent mission."
Holding up his binoculars, Song Yuanchao laughed, "I've attended too many concerts; my hearing is about to be damaged."
But then he added, "Judging from what Captain Yue said, there will probably be quite a few missions like this in the future."
Hu Yong glanced at the cabin and whispered, "These kinds of missions don't pay much. Boss Nie must be very unhappy."
Song Yuanchao smiled knowingly: "He wouldn't dare utter a word about what our boss wants to do."
But then he immediately added, "Be careful, people are coming."
Several other people, who were either squatting or sitting, also stood up.
In the past few years, what they have done most often has been taking Hong Kong and Taiwan stars to the mainland.
With sunglasses on and a suit in hand, they don't need to endure gunfire, but they have to endure the sound system at the concert venue, which is even sharper than explosions, as well as the screams of the fans, and having to be dragged back when the stars want to interact with the fans.
Some celebrities are timid and dare not venture into crowds.
But some of them are like Sun Wukong, not content with jumping around on stage, they have to squeeze into the crowd. Moreover, they gradually discovered that this group of bodyguards composed of veterans are highly qualified, quick-witted, and like to put on airs and act.
Even if there aren't many fans following the star, they still have to support the star and create the illusion that the star is very popular.
When you arrive at a concert or at the hotel entrance, it's even more spectacular.
In reality, all the fans were secretly recruited by them. They themselves found it noisy and didn't want to see them, but they insisted that Song Yuanchao and the others act like a star who wanted to hug and gnaw on fans like a pork knuckle. However, the ruthless bodyguards wouldn't allow him to be enthusiastic and insisted on dragging him away, creating the illusion that he would break free from the bodyguards and rush into the arms of the fans.
That money is hard to earn. Some extreme fans hate the bodyguards, and they would scratch their faces, grab their chests, and even grope their crotches.
Song Yuanchao even managed to retrieve a bottle of sulfuric acid that had almost been opened from the crowd. In short, the job was extremely difficult.
But compared to that, today's job is simply wonderful, except for the fact that there's no money in it.
As the sun sets and twilight descends, a small kayak silently crosses the border waters and approaches the boat.
While signaling his men to unload the kayaks, Song Yuanchao held up his walkie-talkie and said, "Boss, it should be them, they're here!"
He had barely finished speaking when Chen Rouren was already behind him: "Just, just the two of you?"
He then said, "Turn the frequency, connect the connector!"
Song Yuanchao adjusted the frequency of the walkie-talkie and said, "Follow the wind, follow the wind, this is Dongfeng, please respond."
His wife, Ms. Chen Rou, experienced significant hair loss for a period of time after giving birth to her second child, so she cut her hair short.
That matter troubled Mr. Nie for a long time. He consulted many doctors and found many medicines to help his wife recover. Of course, she no longer has hair loss and has long been cured.
But she got used to short hair and never grew it long again. As a mother of two, she didn't have much of a motherly look on her face. Song Yuanchao thought that was probably because the boss was the one taking care of the children, and the motherly look was on the boss's face.
Still wearing cargo pants and an oversized T-shirt, Mrs. Nie, oh no, the boss of Dongfeng Escort, still looks like a teenager.
The sea breeze gently caressed her face, and she smiled, "It's so relaxing not having to bring the kids out."
Speaking of children, Song Yuanchao actually regretted it a little. He regretted that he had promised Nie Han that he would not have children.
His former comrades-in-arms, Wang Baodao's daughter has long since grown up. It is said that she quarrels and fights with her mother every day, but the house is still very lively. Hu Yongsheng also has a daughter, a girl from Northeast China. When she scolds her father, it's like she's telling a comedy routine.
Yue Zhongqi had a son, who, according to him, was a little tyrant in kindergarten.
He was also a notorious troublemaker in the kindergarten, the principal's honorary confidential secretary, and the homeroom teacher's number one lackey, because he knew the ancestors of all the children in the kindergarten like the back of his hand.
He even knows what each teacher ate at home last night, yet he still can't even calculate 1+1.
The child is so young, yet Yue Zhongqi was so angry he put a belt on him.
Just like Chen Ke said, not every family's child is like Nie Zhao's.
But looking at the whole world, he is the only one who is willing to invest his heart and money in his child without considering the cost.
Song Yuanchao sometimes couldn't understand why his wife always liked to leave the kids behind and run off on her own, complaining that the kids were a nuisance. He loved both his two little ones, A-Shu and A-Yuan, and his dream was to have two little ones like that.
Putting that aside, his walkie-talkie suddenly crackled to life: "East wind, east wind, I'm with the wind at my back, 50 meters away."
Chen Rou had already been squatting on the deck, and Song Yuanchao's henchmen had also unloaded the speedboat and were waiting for orders.
Signaling his men to proceed, Song Yuanchao raised his walkie-talkie: "Dongfeng escort, mission accomplished, favorable winds, welcome!"
Chen Rou, who was squatting on the deck, also took out her gun and loaded it.
Her escort agency doesn't handle drugs, hostages, or corrupt officials from various countries.
But the two who came today are different. They were discovered by the special police team after extensive investigation. Several years ago, they were infiltrated by foreign enemy agents and their car accident was used as a cover to kill four heavyweight nuclear industry engineers in the northwestern desert. They were mid-level military leaders who were infiltrated by enemy agents.
After being discovered, they took a batch of documents with them and contacted spies, preparing to smuggle themselves out of the country.
These two junior leaders are quite well-informed; they even approached Chen Rou.
Chen Rou would have been willing to do this job even without money, let alone since they had already paid hundreds of thousands of yuan in advance.
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