Time is like a cycle.
Some people grow younger with age, while others become more compassionate.
From the age of sixteen, Wang Shouren had something on his mind.
Therefore, he has always acted very maturely, regardless of his age.
Only when you get old can you truly unleash your true nature.
Qin Jingru, on the other hand, was pampered from childhood to old age.
As they grew older, they matured.
I have to say, this kind of thing is really more and more interesting the more you watch it.
His phone rang as soon as he got into the car.
Now, very few people contact him anymore.
Or rather, almost everyone who could contact him had passed away.
Every time his phone rang, he felt annoyed. For a while, he even refused to carry it, putting it on airplane mode. He was like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, unwilling to face the unknown. The passing of any old friend was something he didn't want to accept.
Swipe open the screen.
Then I saw a new message on Green Bean's interface.
The source of the information is Kui Datou.
His heart skipped a beat.
The Four Nine Cities.
Inside a luxury hospital room.
Next to Kui Datou stood a group of people. He was wearing a ventilator and his consciousness was already somewhat blurred.
His body was extremely weak, but he didn't know where he got the strength from. He tore off his mask.
"Dad!" The old man standing next to Kui Datou quickly moved closer, knowing that his father had something to say.
Kui Datou opened his mouth, his voice weak; he could barely make a sound anymore: "Hand...phone..."
"cell phone?"
The clever grandson next to him quickly handed his grandfather his phone.
Kui Datou took the phone.
Trembling, I opened the green bean.
Fingers tapped the screen repeatedly, and no one in the ward spoke; everyone was watching Kui Datou.
Everyone knows who the old man is saying goodbye to.
Wang Shouren scrolled through his messages and saw the message from Kui Dafa.
When I saw that it wasn't a voice message, my heart skipped a beat.
Normally, when Kui sends messages, he uses voice messages.
Kui Datou: Brother
Kui Datou: Brother
Kui Datou: I can't take it anymore.
Kui Datou: I can't say anything properly.
Kui Datou: Don't
Kui Datou: Forget
Kui Datou: Plans, plans...
He typed each word slowly and deliberately, his mind already somewhat clouded, yet he still managed to type so many words.
The sound of wailing and sobbing came from inside the ward. The monitoring equipment had also become a completely straight line.
Wang Shouren sighed inside the car.
"What's wrong?"
"Big Head is gone."
"Is that so?" Qin Jingru's voice lowered slightly.
That's just how time goes by.
When you're young, the friends you get along with will pass away one by one as you get older.
Kui Datou never forgot that so-called plan until his death.
Among the friends Wang Shouren made.
Kui Datou is a typical angry young man, and a typical angry young man with a grand vision.
It's hard to imagine that those former street thugs suddenly became so patriotic, so eager to kill those foreigners. Actually, this has a lot to do with the two old men they found back then. Those two old men, even in their dying moments, thought about the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. And Kui Datou inherited their legacy, even reaching a higher level.
Back then, getting Kui Datou to the factory wasn't actually that smooth.
From that time on, Kui Datou had been thinking about selling his products abroad.
Later, when Wang Shouren learned of his idea, he brought him to the motorcycle factory.
This group has been together for fifty years.
For the past fifty years, he has worked diligently and never stopped, all for the sake of making money from foreigners.
Later, their factory still suffered suppression.
In fact, this kind of action has been taking place since the beginning of the 21st century.
No, to be precise, it was during the five years after China joined the WTO.
The bald eagle truly witnessed the terror of the rabbit.
Originally, those countries all sold their goods at very high prices. Why? Because of technological barriers, which are very difficult for some small countries to overcome. They don't have that kind of talent.
Even if they do, most of them go to the United States to live.
But rabbits are different.
Rabbits have both talent and the ability to build these factories.
The reason for the sanctions is undoubtedly because they touched upon the most vulnerable members of society.
Wang Shouren paid a heavy price for this, even giving up most of the benefits from the "Greater Bay Area".
For a time, he was even denounced as a traitor.
He didn't care about this, and neither did Kui Datou, because their plan was much bigger than that of those clueless bastards.
They spent decades working on this plan, laying the groundwork and making arrangements for it.
Starting with the generation of shipping magnates, generation after generation, countless people went to the United States incognito.
Until now.
Kui Datou ultimately did not live to see that day.
He left, leaving with regrets.
He was the one who persisted the longest among Wang Shouren's group of old comrades.
Wang Shouren looked out the window at the scenery rushing past, his mind somewhat dazed.
Now, most of his memories from his past life are hazy. He only remembers that the United States would impose sanctions on China. As for how those sanctions would be implemented and what kind of trouble they would cause, he can hardly recall.
Memory is actually a very magical thing.
Novels often talk about time travel, but is the so-called time travel just someone gaining a set of memories?
Perhaps he is Wang Shouren, but the memories he received make him believe that he is his past self.
He didn't know, and he didn't understand. All he knew was that doing things according to one's conscience would ultimately be fine.
"Old man, old man?" Qin Jingru nudged Wang Shouren.
Wang Shouren turned his head, about to speak, but seeing her worried eyes, he swallowed his words and turned back to say, "The scenery here is really quite nice."
Qin Jingru pursed her lips. There was no scenery outside, just a ring road, though the landscaping was quite nice.
Wang Xirou silently turned on the car stereo.
Where has all the time gone...?
As soon as it was played, Wang Shouren was speechless: "Isn't there anything a little more cheerful?"
"No, you know I don't like listening to that. Should I turn it off?" Wang Xirou asked.
"Never mind, whatever." Wang Shouren continued to gaze silently out the window.
He felt that he was becoming more and more willful; he would never have done something that worried his family before.
An ordinary Audi A6 was driving on the road, and other vehicles that approached it kept their distance.
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