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Fan Wubing smiled and said to the old man, "How can there be any big things, just hustle and bustle all day. The latest chapters are provided for online reading by Qian/Zi/Zhong/Wen/Net."

"It looks like you are hustling, but every step of your move is very meaningful." The old man commented, "Just say you harvested tatters and raised pigs when you were young——

"Hey, old man, can we not mention this?" Fan Wubing's most taboo now is to mention the things of the year, and immediately interrupted when he heard the words.

"Actually, there is nothing to be embarrassed about." The old man said with a smile, "The collection of ragged pieces is for value investment. Didn't the things you collect during the Cultural Revolution appreciate afterwards? I heard that you can buy a set of comics for tens of thousands. A dollar! Pig raising has enriched the people's material life and improved the structure of non-staple food, which is completely consistent with the national policy!"

"Yeah—" Fan Wubing smiled bitterly, "It's been a long time since we talked about it. Isn't it a bit bragging about it? I think it's better for us to look forward!"

The old man chatted with Fan Wubing for a while, and then asked, "I feel very energetic these days, I really want to climb the mountain."

"Mountain climbing is inappropriate." Fan Wubing shook his head. "The most suitable exercise for you now is to go fishing by the water."

This was not because Fan Wubing was talking about it, but according to the old man's physical condition, going to the water was better for him to cultivate his vitality. Even if it wasn't for the old man to ask, he was prepared to make this suggestion.

"Oh, fishing is also good." The old man nodded.

After a while, Fan Wuyi's phone rang again, and when he picked it up, it was Xia Donghai.

"Mr. Fan, no!" Xia Donghai said on the phone. "The municipal office said that this event is a political mission and requires you to participate. I have shied it for you several times, but I can't get it off there. The attitude is very firm."

This time Fan Wubing felt that something was wrong. So he asked. "Have you found someone who knows how to ask. What is going on?"

"My ability to contact local people is limited. I didn't ask for the specific content. I only said that this local event is hosted by the China-Japan Friendship Association. The candidates are also recommended by them. Some people specifically emphasize the implementation. You are one of them. Xia Donghai replied.

"Oh. When will you leave?" Fan Wubing nodded and asked.

"The team will be assembled in the morning the day after tomorrow. Take a chartered flight in the afternoon. The municipal landlord will accompany you throughout the process." Xia Donghai replied.

"Yeah. I see." Fan Wuyao said.

"I want a reliable place. When can I get there?" Xia Donghai said again.

"Just tell them, I know. As for other things, no need to say more." Fan Wuyao ordered. Then after thinking for a while, he added, "Yes, about this. You don't need to call me anymore. Domestic long distance is also very expensive!"

Xia Donghai responded and hung up.

However, Fan Wuyao started to wonder in his heart that the China-Japan Friendship Association had no contact with him. How could he know himself and add himself to the list of places to go to Osaka? There must be a problem with this.

Reminiscing that he was having a parting with Yan Qijun recently, Fan Wubing immediately understood that this is the little Japan who is giving himself eye drops through his influence!

It is not something to be angry about that Yan Qijun puts eye drops on himself. But what annoyed Fan Wubing was that there were some people in the country who helped Little Japan to give him eye drops, which made him more depressed.

However, the China-Japan Friendship Association should be a so-called non-governmental organization, right? At best, they are just making suggestions. To implement the work, they have to rely on the municipal government. There must be a ghost in this municipal office. Otherwise it is impossible to give such a strong notice.

"I still don't want to go, what can you do with me?" Fan Wubing is naturally not afraid of this. If he gets angry at that time, he will launch a high-profile divestment and withdrawal operation, and remove all the strongholds in Shanghai. Go, the various construction projects that were supposed to land in Shanghai have also been terminated. Let's see who is unlucky then?

Probably it was Xia Donghai who replied to the municipal office, saying that Fan Wuyin knew about it, and the people there thought that Fan Wuyin had agreed to participate. So there was no further urging. It wasn't until two days later when the personnel were concentrated that Fan Wuyi was missing one person. The organization over there was immediately anxious, looking all over the world for Fan Wushu.

A deputy secretary-general of the municipal office put the call on Fan Wuyi’s cell phone, with a rant, "Fan Wuyi, how can you be so unorganized and undisciplined? Say good morning to gather, where are you? ?!"

"Who are you? Should I know you?" Fan Wuyi asked slowly.

"I—you—" The person was probably confused, and it took a while to react. "I am Bao Yingming, the deputy secretary general of the Municipal Office. Where are you now?! Why not come here to report on the Municipal Office. ?!"

"Bao Yingming, deputy secretary-general of the municipal office? I remember that there doesn't seem to be such a number one person in Beijing, did you bluff me?" Fan Wubing is still in a good and leisurely posture, and he doesn't pay attention to him at all.

In the past two days, Fan has not been ill and has not ran around. On the grounds of in-depth treatment, he followed his father to Beidaihe, basking in the sun, fishing, and then using acupuncture to consolidate the curative effect. His purpose is also nothing, just want the other party to eat a flat and still can't say anything.

"What, you are in Beijing?!" The deputy secretary-general named Bao Yingming was a little mad, but then he realized that his company is not only open in Shanghai, so he said with a sigh of relief. "Then you can fly directly from Beijing to Osaka. It is obviously too late to fly to Shanghai."

"Why should I fly to Osaka?" Fan Wubing continued to pretend, and asked in a very curious tone.

Bao Yingming's anger was so easy to be suppressed a little bit suddenly and suddenly rose again, "I don't care what you are doing, where you are, in any case, you must be in Osaka tomorrow! Otherwise you will destroy the Sino-Japanese friendship, you Wait to go to jail!"

"Xiao Fan, who are you talking to, so loud, it scared me away." The old man asked in surprise.

"Someone wants to arrest me and go to jail, and they say that I am destroying Sino-Japanese friendship." Fan Wuyi spread his hands together.

"Oh, who said that destroying the Sino-Japanese friendship requires going to jail? Have you destroyed it?" The old man asked with a smile.

Fan Wuyi's innocent expression on his face. "I have been here to treat you recently. Do you think I have time to destroy the Sino-Japanese friendship? I really want to inflict a crime, so why don't you have any trouble!"

"Hmm—" The old man nodded, waved his hand and said to a staff member behind him, "It's really disappointing to ask what's going on."

The staff member took Fan Wuyi's mobile phone. Then he asked, "Where are you? Report your job title and name, explain why you are looking for Mr. Fan Wubing, and why you threatened him? What is the so-called destruction of Sino-Japanese friendship?"

"Who are you, why do you care about so much? Let Fan Wuyao answer my call!" Bao Yingming was angry, who knows where a character like this came from.

The staff member immediately reported a string of names, and Fan Wubing did not hear clearly, but Bao Yingming was obviously shocked.

"You mean, Fan Wubing is now with the old man?" Bao Yingming asked carefully.

"We are fishing together. They have been fishing together every day for the last period of time." The staff replied, "But this matter has nothing to do with you. Just now, what is the destruction of Sino-Japanese friendship? Give me first. Make it clear."

"I am--I am--" Bao Yingming hummed for a while before he said, "I was cheated by someone! Damn little devil! And what bad luck is for the China-Japan Friendship Association!"

"Don't gossip, talk about your problem first. Are you telling me or the people in the security department?" the staff member asked a little impatiently.

Bao Yingming was frightened. If he talked to the people of the Ministry of Security, it would not be a minor problem. Although it is not a minor problem now, it is better than talking to the people of the Ministry of Security. So he will tell the whole story. Said it again. Finally, he wiped his sweat and said, "It is estimated that someone in the China-Japan Friendship Association is doing bad things. We did not consider that this matter actually went wrong. After all, the relationship between the two countries is a major issue. Who knows what's wrong here? Is someone trying to be unfavorable to the old man?"

Although he knew that Fan Wubing was staying with the old man, he didn't know that Fan Wubing was treating the old man, so he could only guess or if someone wanted to understand the old man's movements from Fan Wubing, so he got it. Come to this conclusion.

"This matter has nothing to do with you!" The staff member warned, "About this matter. Don't mention it to anyone. Once we find out that there is a leak, you know what the consequences are!"

"Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~Yes, I understand, I understand!" Bao Yingming nodded and promised. Although a little scared, there will be no major problems this time.

Bao Yingming thought in his heart, who had singled out this matter. Almost pitted myself. Look back and check again to see which bad thing is quietly applying eye drops to yourself. He thought intuitively. Someone must have deliberately framed himself, otherwise, how could he push a person who is closely related to the old man to his opposite side?

This matter must be thoroughly investigated! Bao Yingming decided to himself in his heart.

The staff member walked over to the old man and said, "It's nothing serious. I guess they made a mistake. I'm terribly scared now."

"Well, it's fine, and local work is not easy to do." The old man said this, and he didn't pursue it any more.

Fan Wubing’s goal has actually been achieved. At least the people in the city government dare not have any more tendentious opinions about him. Bao Yingming will deflate this time, and others will have scruples. Are you inquiring about your own history? ****Third more delivered today, Guiqiu monthly ticket support ************