The house Han Daicheng rented was located in a residential area, with a small courtyard and three small houses.
Although it is past the time to wear a thick cotton-padded jacket, Han Daicheng still has a lot of clothes on. He wears a hat, a scarf, and a pair of sunglasses.
Afraid of revealing any clues and being seen by others.
When he arrived in front of the small courtyard, he turned his head 360 degrees to scan the yard before taking out the key, opening the gate and pushing the bicycle into the yard.
He turned around, locked the door, and looked outside the yard cautiously before opening the door and entering the house with confidence.
Everything happened just as Han Daicheng expected. His little darling gave him a spine slap after hearing the door open.
Han Daicheng put down what he was holding and moved closer to the girl. "Why are you angry again? I'm busy with work these past two days and can't come."
"Don't touch me!" The girl twisted her body and shook off Han Daicheng's hand.
This not only did not make Han Daicheng angry, but instead aroused a fire in his belly.
But something seems wrong today, and past experience doesn't seem to work.
In the past, all he had to do was say a few nice words and bring out some delicious food and the girls would laugh and smile.
But today, no matter how eloquent Han Daicheng was, the girl just wouldn't smile.
"Little baby, what do you want?" Han Daicheng was at a loss.
"You have to stay here with me tonight. I'm a little scared myself." The girl made her request.
This is a bit difficult for Han Daicheng, exceeding four point zero.
Over the years, he rarely has the habit of spending the night outside.
"Baby, I'm afraid I can't do that. I've always been sneaky here. If I stay the night and someone sees me, I'll be finished."
"I don't care. I just know you don't have me in your heart. You're just playing with me. I'm leaving tomorrow. I'll freeze to death or starve to death and I'll never come back here. Go away."
Han Daicheng was in a dilemma this time. If he stayed, he was afraid that someone would see him tomorrow morning, which would have a huge impact on him.
Don’t stay. The little baby is really angry and might run away tomorrow.
He was still quite fascinated by that youthful body. If she ran away, where would he find her?
After much deliberation, Han Daicheng made up his mind: "Okay, I'll stay with you tonight, but let's make it clear that I can stay here once or twice a month, but I can't stay here every day to accompany you."
The girl immediately turned from anger to joy, and in a blink of an eye she was hanging on Han Daicheng.
"I knew you couldn't bear to leave me and loved me! You're so nice." While speaking, she smeared her saliva on Han Daicheng's face.
Han Daicheng slapped the girl on the butt: "Damn little goblin."
This night the girl was tender as water, passionate as fire, and full of new ideas.
This had never happened before. Han Daicheng was completely mesmerized, as if he had entered a fairyland...
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It was afternoon when Wang Dong arrived at the base and he met Wan Feng in his office.
"I've been away from your house forty-two years now. This is the first time I've seen you. Are your uncle and aunt doing well in Bei Liao?"
"All is well, all is well. If you go to Wahou again, please come to my house."
"Of course. There are still many people in our Forty-Two who are talking about you. Why don't you stay at Forty-Two for a few days if you have time?"
"That's a possibility. Maybe I'll be gone by summer."
"I heard from You Mingsheng that you are doing big business here. You are the most promising one among our classmates." Wang Dong's words came from the heart and were sincere.
This is inconsistent with his braised eggplant-like personality, which makes Wan Feng suspect that the Wang Dong in front of him is an imposter. How did this guy become a chatterbox?
"Wang Dong, you are much more talkative now than before. You couldn't say such things before."
"It's the market that's forcing me to do this. I can't say anything about it."
"How's the photography business going now? Can it make a profit in a year?"
"It's okay now, we can basically see a surplus. Why did you ask me to come?"
"You're a photographer, so of course I'll let you take pictures. Oh... not taking pictures, but developing pictures."
"Washing the image?"
"Yes, I've been taking some photos of scenery and people by the river these days, and I want to see how good my photography skills are."
Wang Dong laughed: "You still have the leisure time to play this?"
"Why can't I have fun? When I get old, I plan to travel all over the beautiful mountains and rivers of my country. How can I do that without a camera?"
"Then where can I wash it? There's no darkroom here."
"List out what you need and I'll get it for you right away. I have plenty of houses here, so building one right now shouldn't be a big deal."
Wang Dong picked up the pen and quickly wrote what he needed.
Wan Feng immediately sent someone to purchase it.
The things were quickly purchased, and Wan Feng sent two people to follow Wang Dong to build a dark room.
While Wang Dong was building the darkroom, Shamilov came wandering over.
He hasn't been to China for several days. These days, he has been helping Wan Feng recruit technical personnel.
"I've found the people for you. There are six or seven senior technicians in total, all at the engineer level. They can stay in China for six months. Do you think that's enough?"
Of course, half a year is not enough, but it should not be possible to extend it.
But it doesn't matter. Once the hole is opened, it won't be easy to close it again.
After this group of people's deadline is up and they go back, they can just apply for the next batch.
Besides, through the relationship with these technical personnel, it will be much easier for Wanfeng to recruit craftsmen in the future.
"Enough is enough. How did you resolve their labor relations?"
"Don't mention it. It took a lot of work. You might not understand even if I told you the details, but it was a lot of trouble and cost me over ten thousand rubles."
Shamilov has also learned bad things. It is certain that he did not spend that much money. Before the ruble depreciated, more than 10,000 rubles was a lot of money in the Soviet Union.
Compared with these technicians, this amount of money is actually nothing.
"Have you got me the information on Komsomolsk-on-Amur? What I don't want is information that's public in the Soviet Union. Don't be so smart as to come up with something restricted and call in the KGB."
"I'm a wealthy man now, and I want to live a good life. Of course, I don't want to get myself killed. Even if you ask me to find that kind of thing, I won't do it!"
Shamilov now mixes some very uncomfortable Chinese into his speech, making it sound weird.
If he spoke all in Russian, Wan Feng would be fine, but when he inserted a few words in between, Hua Guo became confused.
Get this guy out of here as soon as possible, the farther the better.
Wan Feng asked Shamilov to go to Chen Dao to get the goods worth 10,000 rubles, and Shamilov went happily.
Wang Dong took one day to build the darkroom.
"Come on, bring me your masterpiece so I can see what kind of mess you've filmed."
"It's all in this bag." Wan Feng followed Wang Dong into the dark room holding a paper bag.
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