Chapter 526: White Hair is Your Medal

A greedy and vain man like Kong Shenghui actually doesn't really dislike women and material things in his heart. He just hates that he is not the one driving a luxury car worth tens of millions of dollars and taking a beautiful woman with him.

Just as I was cursing "damn pretty boy" in my heart, I saw the window of the armored vehicle lowered again.

Annan poked his head over from the co-pilot seat and said, "Master Kong, why aren't you getting in the car yet?"

The implication is, don't just stand there like an idiot, lead the way.

Before Kong Shenghui could see the situation inside the car clearly, the window was raised again.

He gritted his teeth. This little girl really doesn't know how to respect others!

Then he opened his car door with a gloomy face and got in. The leader's wife looked at his back with an ambiguous expression, then silently followed him into the car and closed the door.

Song Guoqiang, who had been silent, looked at the black knight meaningfully and was also dragged into the car by Niu Gandang.

After sitting down, he turned his head to look at the armored vehicle outside the window again.

He was not like Kong Shenghui, coveting other people's cars. But he knew that the person who could drive this car must be really amazing.

This armored vehicle is not just a fuel-guzzling vehicle. Even before the natural disaster, it was a fuel-guzzling monster that was difficult to afford, and not something that ordinary rich people could drive.

Not to mention in this end times of fuel shortage. Driving this thing is almost like driving while spilling oil with a basin.

In today's world, having money is not uncommon, having supplies does not make you a big shot, and the one who has enough fuel is the real cool.

Song Guoqiang rubbed his fingers and paid more attention to Annan and Gu Zhiyu.

Such powerful people should be befriended even if they are officials.

The fuel supply in the east is actually very short right now. If they have enough fuel, we can try to make a deal with them...

While he was thinking, the driver turned around and asked, "Leader, are we going home?"

Song Guoqiang retracted his gaze and said, "Hmm," "Let's go."

The car started quickly and drove towards the official base quickly and smoothly.

The one sitting in the front was Song Guoqiang's trusted secretary and bodyguard, and the other was his long-time driver. With only his own people left in the car, Song Guoqiang's straight back finally relaxed a little, and he turned around and asked Niu Gan Dang with concern:

"Brother-in-law, how have you been these years? Are you in good health?"

Niu Gandang sniffed and said, "Very good. You know, I am like an indestructible cockroach. I can survive anywhere."

"Although natural disasters are indeed scary, I am lucky. I also have a lot of experience in outdoor survival. When I encounter danger, I run to places where there are few people..."

He briefly recounted a few dangerous experiences, and then sighed: "Sometimes what is scary is not natural disasters, but people who have gone crazy."

"The journey home is so long that I wonder if I will never be able to come back and see you again!"

"Let me tell you, when the natural disaster struck, I was..."

Once Niu Gan Dang starts talking, he simply can't stop. And it's hard to grasp the main point, as the topic keeps going off the track.

However, Song Guoqiang was different from Annan. He listened patiently to his experiences over the years without interrupting.

From time to time, he would sigh or ask a few questions.

They are indeed very close brothers and a close family. After being apart for so many years, they still have a lot to say to each other.

Especially Niu Gandang, he has experienced everything outside in the past few years. If he were to talk about it from beginning to end, it would take three days and three nights to finish.

Then the topic went around in circles and came back to this:

"Guoqiang, in fact, I, your brother-in-law, am not that hard-working. It's you who is..."

At this point, Niu Gandang's voice choked a little:

"How did you get so old? People who don't know would think I'm the younger brother and you're the older brother. You're in your prime years, but you've turned into an old man! How much hardship have you endured..."

Song Guoqiang knew that he was worried about him, so he patted his hand and consoled him, "It's not a big deal. Worrying about the people is my duty."

As he spoke, he looked out the window with a somewhat depressed mood: "But my power is too small. I can't change the natural disaster, nor can I save many people. The accelerated aging of my body may be the retribution for my dereliction of duty."

Niu Gandang felt distressed and shook his head like a wave drum: "No! These white hairs are your medals."

He frowned: "Guoqiang, I know you must have done your best. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You have too strong a sense of responsibility. You don't know that man-made disasters can be prevented, but natural disasters are hard to avoid..."

Song Guoqiang seemed to have thought of something, sighed, and said: "It's hard to prevent human misfortune..."

But he only sighed like this and did not continue to speak. Instead, he asked Niu Gan Dang:

"By the way, it was so cold, how did you walk back? Was it in the car of the young couple you had been riding in?"

Niu Gandang waved his hand: "No. It's been so cold for so long, I just met them recently! It was really a hard time before..."

Song Guoqiang frowned, feeling a little sorry for what happened to his brother-in-law.

In this kind of weather, he could freeze to death even if he stayed indoors. It was hard to imagine that he was still rushing outside.

Niu Gan Dang also sighed: "To be honest, if I hadn't met them, you wouldn't have seen me! The weather was too cold, I couldn't find fuel, and I had to walk. The day I met them was almost my limit."

"Fortunately, I slept for a long time in their car and finally came to terms with it."

"Alas, I may be lucky. I can always turn bad things into good things! Do you remember the past..."

Song Guoqiang listened for a while and couldn't help but sigh: "You still talk so interestingly."

Niu Gandang curled his lips and said, "I know, you want to say that I always talk off topic, speak incoherently, and fail to grasp the main point. But I can't change this..."

Song Guoqiang smiled and said, "It's okay, no need to change it. I just feel friendly."

Then he asked, "Tell me more about the situation of that young couple."

Niu Gandang nodded and recounted his experiences of the past two days in detail.

Of course, we can’t help but get off topic in the end:

"I'm telling you, it's a good thing I've always carried our family photo with me. I can look at it and think of us over the years. At least it's a spiritual comfort..."

"By the way, how are my sister-in-law and my eldest nephew?"

Song Guoqiang was silent for a moment, then replied, "It's OK, pretty good."

On the other side, in the white Mercedes.

The leader's wife looked at Kong Shenghui with her peripheral vision, who had a gloomy face the whole time.

After a long while, he finally couldn't help asking, "An Meili, what do you mean?"

The man still looked unhappy: "What do you mean?"