Gao Ang made up an excuse to get by, and Lei Keming, being a sensible man, didn't press further since Gao Ang was unwilling to talk about it.
Anyway, they also have shares in the company, so if something really goes wrong, we'll all be ruined together.
Besides, although he didn't have much contact with Gao Ang, he had a good eye for people. At least he could tell that this young man wasn't one of those good-for-nothing second-generation rich kids and that he was very sensible in his actions.
Since others have needs and you can help them, why offend them?
After getting what he wanted, Gao Ang breathed a sigh of gratitude. "Mr. Lei, thank you so much. How much did it cost?"
"Don't talk about money, just consider it a gift for you to have fun."
Lei Keming waved his hand dismissively. "It's just a little gadget. Although it's not cheap, it's worth it to make good friends with a shareholder."
"Alright then, I won't say any more polite words. See you later."
After Gao Ang took a taxi and left, Lei Keming shook his head and smiled, "An interesting little guy, decisive and efficient, just like me back then."
It wasn't that he didn't want to take Gao Ang to the high-speed rail station, but that Gao Ang refused.
Perhaps they feel they already owe someone a favor and don't want to owe them any more?
Arriving at Changsha Huanghua Airport at top speed, Gao Ang did not return to Shanghai, but instead found a hotel near the airport.
The earliest flight from Xijiang to Bingcheng is the afternoon of the next day, but Changsha is different; there are flights as early as 10 a.m.
At 11 a.m. on July 21, Gao Ang officially boarded the flight to Harbin, thus missing his first meeting with Xu Qing.
As for home, he has already made arrangements. Xiao Hua is easy to manage; the house is full of food for her, enough to last at least half a month.
He also buried the safe in an inconspicuous place, leaving a hole so that the old man could breathe.
At the same time, he instructed Xiaohua that if anything tried to approach this place, she should stop it, and if she couldn't defeat it, she should run away.
Only after making these arrangements did he dare to travel light and fly to Harbin.
Jin Guanrong was very happy to see Gao Ang again.
He felt a little guilty about what happened last time.
Although it's unclear why Gao Feng refused to be exposed, he must have had his reasons. Fortunately, the situation didn't escalate to an unmanageable point and was resolved smoothly.
"Come on, come on, let's have a welcome-back dinner tonight. This isn't a business trip, is it? Can you stay a few more days?"
Jin Guanrong pulled Gao Ang to get in the car. He had already found the best chef in Harbin and the most authentic stewed chicken.
"I need to tell you something, and you'd better get it done for me right away."
Gao Ang didn't grin; he spoke with a serious expression.
"What's up?"
Seeing Gao Ang's serious expression, Jin Guanrong also became nervous.
"It's alright, let's eat first, we can talk while we eat."
Gao Ang suddenly broke into a big smile, leaving Fatty Jin dumbfounded. "Damn it, you tricked me again."
Then came a severe beating.
During the meal, Gao Ang explained the purpose of his visit.
"Really? You're a big investor, right? Is it really this complicated for you to go abroad?"
Picking his teeth, Jin Guanrong asked with a face full of doubt.
"You have to look at the companies I invest in. They're military enterprises, high-tech companies—aren't they all vital industries? Even if they just want to go out and explore, they have to apply here and report there. It's so annoying."
Gao Ang began his con artistry, completely fooling Fatty Jin.
"I may not be as smart as you, but I'm not stupid either."
Fatty Jin tossed aside his toothpick, glanced around, and then asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong?"
Gao Ang looked at him speechlessly, "Can't you wish me well for once?"
"Are you really alright?"
"I'm really alright!"
"Then why did you look for those people?"
"Didn't I tell you? You're such a pig-brain."
By the end, Gao Feng was getting a little anxious.
"Okay, I'm sure you're really okay. If you were really in trouble, you'd be begging me like a grandson. Alright, alright, I'll get in touch with them for you."
Fatty Jin waved his hand and picked up the phone to start fiddling with it.
When have I ever begged you like a grandson?
Hearing Jin Pangzi say that, Gao Ang was a little unhappy. "Since freshman year, when have you ever begged me like a grandson?"
Jin Guanrong ignored him and continued chatting with the person on the other end of the phone.
"Don't worry, that's my brother, my half-brother. Just treat him like me. Yes, take good care of him, and we'll have a drink together later."
It was settled in just a few words.
Fatty Jin took a pen out of his briefcase, wrote something on a piece of paper, and then handed it to Gao Ang.
"Here is the address and contact information. Once you get there, just call me. Don't say anything else, just give my name. Everything else is arranged."
After glancing at the contents of the paper, Gao Ang immediately took out a lighter and lit it.
"If something really happens, will it affect you?"
"No, at most they'll just fine me a little money. They won't do anything to me. After all, the Jin family is a major taxpayer."
Gao Ang nodded, picked up his wine glass, and solemnly toasted Fatty Jin for the first time, saying, "The wind is howling, the Yi River is cold, brother, I am leaving and will never return. Brother, I am going."
Fatty Jin was immediately amused by his string of jokes, "Get lost, this is the first time I've seen you so unserious."
Gao Ang forced a smile and downed the glass of baijiu in one gulp. "I'm leaving now. See you later."
Once Gao Gao's figure disappeared from sight, Jin Guanrong finally let out a slow breath, "You never tell the truth."
Then he picked up his phone and dialed back, "I'll pay you ten times the price. Wait for him every day. As soon as my brother shows up, bring him back to me immediately. I only have one request: I want my brother to come back safe and sound."
He didn't know exactly what Gao Feng was going to do, but it was definitely something risky.
He can't do much, but anything he handles must be done flawlessly.
After saying goodbye to Jin Guanrong, Gao Ang successfully contacted the contact person at the address he had given him.
The meeting place was a bathhouse, which is ubiquitous in Northeast China and quite inconspicuous.
"Boss, by water or by land?"
The contact, speaking in a thick, heavy accent, asked with a broad smile, his fat jiggling with laughter, his large gold teeth gleaming.
"Which one is safe?" Gao Ang glanced around but didn't find anything amiss.
"It's all safe. The waterway is along the river, and the land route is by car, but you'll have to cross the river in the end. Boss Jin specifically asked me to make sure you're safe," Big Gold Tooth said ingratiatingly.
"Let's go by land."
It's not as convenient to go underwater as it is on land.
If something really happens, Gao Ang can run as fast as he can, and no one can catch him.
Underwater it's different; if the boat capsizes, you'll drown.
"Alright, then boss, please make do here for a while. We'll set off tonight."
When he arrived, Gao Ang had already planned his route.
Once you cross the border, everything will be fine.
As darkness fell, nights came late in Northeast China. By the time it finally got dark, it was already 8:30 p.m.
"Boss, let's go. There's food in the car, and when we get there, there'll even be a giant bear paw."
Big Gold Tooth was afraid of the Jin family, and after receiving instructions from Jin Guanrong, how could he not serve them like his own grandfather?
I boarded a bus, and after several transfers, it picked up a few more people. Before I knew it, it was 10 p.m.
There was indeed food on the bus, though not particularly plentiful. There were three large red sausages per person, enough to fill you up, and a large green bottle of beer per person, drink as much as you wanted.
After a satisfying meal, the bus officially set off.
Big Gold Tooth had given the order that everyone's cell phones were being monitored and turned off, and that they were being searched thoroughly, even with detectors.
"You guys are pretty professional here."
With nothing else to do, Gao Ang and Big Gold Tooth started chatting.
"Hey, it's all because we're forced to. These days, things are so strict. It's not easy for anyone to earn a little money. We're just afraid someone will cause trouble."
Big Gold Tooth took a swig of beer and started talking non-stop.
"Well, the Russians turn a blind eye to this, but the situation here is very strict. A while ago, one of my buddies got arrested. If it weren't for you, boss, I wouldn't dare to go out this time."
Gao Ang chuckled softly, "Looks like Fatty Jin spent quite a bit of money."
The bus swayed and bumped along for another two hours, and the surrounding environment changed.
What used to be considered a town has now become less than a village.
The dense forest and the bumpy path—Big Gold Tooth must have walked this path countless times.
In the dead of night, the bus didn't even turn on its headlights, and it moved forward at a snail's pace.
Big Gold Tooth shushed everyone, signaling them to be quiet.
After walking for so long, Gao Ang realized that this group of people were actually quite professional.
Not only are there detectors, but even this car has been modified.
Even in this secluded wilderness, the sound of the engine is not easily noticeable unless you are very close.
As for the tires and the cargo box, they were probably specially treated. When driven on the gravel road, apart from a "rustling" sound similar to the wind blowing through a grove of trees, other noises were barely audible.
Although they didn't have cell phones, Gao Long's intuition told him that they were very close to their destination.
About ten minutes later, Big Gold Tooth woke up, and the bus stopped.
"Take your belongings with you and hold onto this rope; the road is difficult to walk on in the dark."
The last sentence was probably said to Gao Ang; others didn't receive such good treatment.
Gao Ang unleashed his senses, and every rustle of grass within a two-kilometer radius was within his perception range; he even heard the sound of flowing water.
Apart from that, there was no one else around them, which meant that there was a high probability that they would reach their destination safely.
After groping their way through the darkness for nearly half an hour, everyone could hear the sound of rushing water.
Everyone started chattering excitedly.
"Shut up, those of you who don't want to die, shut up."
Big Gold Tooth gave a low reprimand, and the others finally quieted down.
Big Gold Tooth, familiar with the route, led the group, crouching low and walking stealthily, for nearly twenty minutes before finally arriving at a makeshift dock.
"You guys go first, hurry up."
After a few whispered reprimands, the others quickly boarded a makeshift boat.
"Brother, you come with me. If things get suspicious, we'll go into the water."
This sentence was whispered in Gao Ang's ear after Big Gold Tooth and the others had boarded the ship.
"There are oxygen tanks under the bow. If something really happens and you still want to get over there, you'll have to rely on yourself. Once you get there, we'll be there to meet you. If you want to come back, remember to call the same people who picked you up. Don't believe a word anyone else says."
Gao Ang gave a soft "hmm" and tightened his grip on the things he was carrying.
It was already late at night, and there was nothing around except the sound of rushing water.
July is the time when the Heihe River floods, and this year's water level is higher than in previous years, even approaching that of 1998.
The sound of the ship's engine was completely drowned out by the rushing water.
The wrecked boat wasn't moving very fast; it would probably take about ten minutes to cross the river, which was about a kilometer wide.
And those ten minutes could be a thrilling ten minutes.
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