"Are there any prohibited items in there?" The young armed police officer asked subconsciously when Yuan Fangguo came to the X-ray machine.
"It's just a toy gun." Yuan Fangguo said calmly.
"Take it out." The young armed police officer had a relaxed look on his face. It seemed that he had seen this situation many times.
Holding the simulated rubber pistol in his hand, Yuan Fangguo handed it to the young armed police officer.
"Haha, it looks quite similar." The young armed policeman took it in his hand and weighed it.
"My brother gave it to me. He used to be an armed police officer like you. Later, he was injured in a drug-busting operation. My family originally wanted me to join the army, but later I was admitted to university, so this wish has to be shelved for the time being." Yuan Fangguo looked solemn when he said this.
There will always be a certain affection between soldiers, even if they are from different branches of the military. As long as their identity as soldiers is mentioned, everyone will feel that they are on the same path.
The young armed policeman held the imitation pistol in his hand. After listening to Yuan Fangguo's words, he felt very uncomfortable. Without saying a word, he decisively handed the gun to Yuan Fangguo.
"Keep it safe."
"Thanks."
…
Yuan Fangguo calmly stuffed the imitation pistol into his bag. He secretly felt lucky that he didn't bring a real gun, otherwise...
After passing through customs smoothly, the snakehead also got the additional fifty yuan that belonged to him.
However, there was still a vast green field in front of them, and there was no trace of the city.
"See that? There is a station there, which is only within Pengcheng City. You can just take that bus." The snakehead's service was quite good, and he pointed to the blue building and said.
The station was facing away from them, and no one knew which idiot designer designed it. The big brother from Northeast China who came with them couldn't help but once again express his condolences to the parents of the engineer who designed the station.
"What a stupid thing..."
Although he said a little unhappy, his steps were unusually firm. At the station, Yuan Fangguo and the others even waited for another half an hour before they got on the bus.
The car windows were opened, and the moist, salty seaside air began to drift in. Many people in the car found it difficult to adapt to the temperature.
On the other hand, Yuan Fangguo was taking deep gulps of the salty and humid air, looking very comfortable.
The big brother from Northeast China was sitting next to Yuan Fangguo. He stared at Yuan Fangguo for a long time before speaking, "Dude, what kind of gun is that? Why does it look so real?"
"A toy gun. I bought it for my nephew."
"Let me take a look..."
Yuan Fangguo “…￥”
The Northeastern man picked up the imitation pistol, his face beaming with joy. "Not only does this thing look like the real thing, it can scare those thugs. Where did you buy it?"
"Chengdu."
"Fuck, that's so far."
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After driving for half an hour, the outline of Pengcheng City became vaguely visible, and modern high-rise buildings appeared in front of them. The experience of "one floor built in three days" was also promoted in Pengcheng.
Ten minutes later, the bus entered the city.
This is an extremely modern city, with broad roads, clean streets, hurried pedestrians, cars packed like army ants, and high-rise buildings springing up like mushrooms after rain...
The bus drove into the newly built passenger transport center, where hundreds of minibuses and large buses were parked, and there were even many special buses from the far north.
The big brother from Northeast China who was sitting next to Yuan Fangguo was very excited. He couldn't help but kiss the electric pole next to him, and kept saying, "I will never go back to the Northeast until I make a name for myself..."
The Northeastern man made this bold statement with a look of confidence, but unexpectedly, two strong men surrounded him and asked, "Hey, buddy, are you from the Northeastern silver?"
"Yeah, that's from the Northeast."
"We are three fellow villagers."
"Really? Let's go and have a drink." It was noon time, and this big brother from Northeast China, led by two fellow villagers he had just met, walked towards the tavern outside the station.
…
After going through a lot of things in the morning, Yuan Fangguo was already hungry. After looking around the station, Yuan Fangguo quickly walked towards a small noodle restaurant.
He chose a small noodle restaurant that served Bashu style. In the 1990s, there were many Bashu people in Guangdong Province. However, after entering the new millennium, Bashu people gradually moved to the Yangtze River Delta, and the number of migrant workers from the two lakes began to exceed that of Bashu people.
The reason for choosing the hometown flavor noodle restaurant was simple. First, he had been away from home for several days and the taste in his mouth always felt bland. He needed the taste of his hometown to stimulate his already drowsy taste buds; second, it was relatively convenient to get close to fellow villagers.
After a bowl of noodles, Yuan Fangguo learned a lot of current information about Pengcheng from this boss who had been in Pengcheng for five years.
Emerging industries such as communications, computers, electronics, finance, and trade are developing rapidly in Shenzhen, while the proportion of handicrafts, heavy industry, and agriculture is also decreasing year by year.
To be honest, Yuan Fangguo didn't know much about those emerging industries. He knew that if he plunged into them, he might get hurt and lose all his money.
However, he didn't know which industry he should get involved in, which was really a headache for him.
From chatting with this fellow villager, Yuan Fangguo learned that he planned to save another year this year and return to his hometown to build a house in a grand manner.
"Don't build a house, just buy one in Pengcheng." Yuan Fangguo said seriously.
The noodle shop owner smiled and couldn't help thinking that this young man was still too naive. If he bought a house in Pengcheng, he could only buy a few dozen square meters at most, and his fellow villagers wouldn't be able to see his beautiful view. But if he returned to his hometown to build a house, it would be absolutely no problem to buy a house of several hundred square meters, and his fellow villagers would definitely be extremely envious.
After leaving the noodle shop, Yuan Fangguo did not immediately find a place to live. He found a tricycle and asked the driver to take him around the factories around Pengcheng.
The tricycle driver took Yuan Fangguo for a ride around the suburbs for more than an hour. Seeing that Yuan Fangguo had no intention of stopping, he couldn't help but ask.
"Young man, are you here to place an order or to see the scenery?"
"I came here to investigate."
"What are you investigating? The profitable industry?" To be honest, the locals have seen many people like Yuan Fangguo.
"Yes, I'm looking into profitable industries. If I find one that's suitable, I plan to get involved in it after returning to my hometown." Yuan Fangguo didn't mind him knowing this.
"That depends on the industry you're interested in and your capital. If you have a lot of capital, you can invest in an electronics factory or finance. If you have a small amount of capital, you can invest in a clothing factory or a small food factory."
With so many people on the inspection tour, even this tricycle driver in his fifties could chat with him for a while.
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