~.-~     I entered the guesthouse of the Gzhou Military Region. Looking at the layout of the courtyard, I still retained the traces of the Republic of China. Maybe it was the rich pavilion left over from the past.

The courtyard is covered with green trees, and the rockery is forgotten. The wind blows by, and the place wet by water is really cool.

In that era, although Gzhou was one of the most prosperous cities in China, it was rare to have high-rise buildings before the economic opening. Instead, this small courtyard became a beautiful scenery in Gzhou.

I don’t know if it’s because of this scenery or because of the person around me, my literary style actually feels particularly comfortable here, which is much more comfortable to listen to the noise of cars around me. However, after decades, this feeling will no longer be true or wrong in the so-called opening and reforms of the future generations and the crazy real estate movement.

"I...I didn't want to come at first, but the leader said I must come and have a look..."

Wen Feng was in a particularly comfortable mood. He followed Zhao Bingqian tightly and watched the cool breeze blew her long hair. At that moment, Wen Feng really felt that Zhao Bingqian was so charming and intoxicating, but what made him feel a little sad was that Wen Feng actually felt a little panic of her, as if he had not made a sound, and was still thinking that he was dissatisfied with her arrival?

"If...if you don't like it, I will go back to J City later and don't take care of your work. I know you have a hard time!"

Wenfeng didn't know what to say, but looked at Zhao Bingqian from behind. She seemed to pursed her lips and looked at the road ahead with some timidity. A few thin hairs floated on Wenfeng's cheeks. Wenfeng reached out and twisted his thin hair, and his fingertips touched her cold cheeks. Although her voice seemed calm, how could she hide the irrepressible resentment?

"ah……"

Feeling that her hair was a little strange, Zhao Bingqian came to her senses. She just saw a shiny black hair hit Feng's face, and a few thin hair pulled out Wen Feng's fingers. Her face turned slightly red and couldn't help but step back and said, "I'm sorry..."

"No, don't leave. If possible, please stay with me in Gzhou for a few days!"

Wen Feng sighed softly. He felt that in his heart that he could return to the Vietnam battlefield, it seemed that everything was worth it just to save this beautiful woman. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Bingqian deeply. He smiled a little indifferently, "Am I really that scary?"

"real?"

Zhao Bingqian bit her lip and said, but there was a joy in her eyes that she could not hide: "I...I'm just afraid that it will affect your work. I heard that you have done a lot of big things in Southeast Asia, but...but I can't help with anything!"

"It's my fault. I haven't been with you well for a while!"

People in that era seemed to be able to solve all problems by working for the motherland. Even if the couple could separate from each other, they suppress their emotions. If it was the future, if those officials could say that for work like now, the red flag at home would stand firmly, I don’t know how happy they were, but after Wen Feng looked at Zhao Bingqian now, he could only feel indescribable pity in his heart.

"No, I often go to Uncle Wen to learn about your situation, and when I have time, I go to him to talk to him. I know your situation. I heard that you have done so many big things in Southeast Asia and helped so many people. You don't know how happy I am!"

Zhao Bingqian lives in an apartment at the easternmost end of the military district guesthouse. The layout of one bedroom and one living room is simpler than later generations, but the whole room is unique and clean. Zhao Bingqian threw the teacup in her hand and a shoulder bag on the corner cabinet behind the door, changed into a pair of artificial leather slippers, and took Wenfeng a pair and put it at his feet and said: "It may be a little cold, but there are only these here. I am worried that the room will be dirty, so I change my shoes every time I come in. This is the only one here, it may be a little cold..."

Wen Feng glanced at Zhao Bingqian's calves under her dress. Her feet were very small and could hold them in full. Each of the toes of the slippers was crystal clear, as if they were carved out with white jade. The slippers looked a bit big, but with such legs, everything was enough.

"Take off your clothes and I'll help you iron them!"

Looking at the water stains on Wen Feng's shoulder, Zhao Bingqian seemed a little nervous, and then a look of uneasiness appeared on her beautiful face.

"No, you care about yourself first, I'm fine here!"

In fact, after a collision just now, more water splashed on Zhao Bingqian? There were no luxurious fabrics in that era, and a large area of ​​Zhao Bingqian's upright breast area was very wet. Unfortunately, the old nylon fabric was uncomfortable to wear, and it was not transparent, which made Wen Feng feel a little regretful.

"Sit for a while, I'll change my clothes first..."

Zhao Bingqian entered the house and poured a cup of tea for Wen Feng, turned around and entered the bedroom, and the door was locked from the inside.

Wen Feng stood at the door, listening to the sparse sound inside, it was not difficult to imagine Zhao Bingqian changing clothes, but he couldn't help but have some ambiguous thoughts in his heart. He remembered Zhao Bingqian's snow-white breasts just now and the infinite shyness when he lowered his head. Wen Feng was a little lost, as if he really wanted to push open the bedroom door to take a look.

"what's on your mind?!"

After staying for a while, Wen Feng came to his senses and couldn't help but slapped his forehead. He felt something was wrong with him. He thought that people really couldn't live a comfortable life. He fought around in Nanyang without any thoughts. These things were fulfilled. After a while, he was idle, he was thinking randomly. Wen Feng looked around and looked around. There was a book sitting on the sofa cabinet in the small hall, which couldn't help but pick it up.

This is a book about economic management. What is surprising is that it is still an English version. In the memory of Wenfeng, Zhao Bingqian studied medicine, but how could she read the content in this regard? Isn’t it inconsistent with her major? Will the work she will reassign in the future be related to this regard?

Thinking of it, Wen Feng couldn't help but feel a little bit of blame for himself. Since Zhao Bingqian arrived in J City, she has returned to the local area. She originally worked in the hospital, but she has not arranged any of them yet. Wen Feng has not even arranged any of her fiancée's jobs. This is really incompetent.

"Are you watching this?"

The bedroom door finally opened, Zhao Bingqian walked out of the inside, holding the top he had just changed, and happened to see Wenfeng flipping through her book. It seemed a little shy, Wenfeng asked a little strangely.

"Yes, I want to learn more. The leader said that reform and opening up in the future will be useful. Besides, aren't you busy with this now? I'll see if you can help in the future..."

Looking at Wen Feng asking with a smile on his shoulder, Zhao Bingqian blushed and took the book over. Then she answered whisperedly.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Bingqian almost snatched the book from Wen Feng's hand. When the book was inadvertently exposed in Wen Feng's eyes, she was surprised to see a few words on the book: "I can't drag Feng back, I have to work hard!" These words fell into Wen Feng's eyes, but made him feel excited.

"I...I don't know either, but I heard you have opened a company in Vietnam, so..."

Zhao Bingqian held the book in her hand as if she was running away, and then put the changed clothes in front of the bathroom washbasin. Only half of Zhao Bingqian's body was seen, her hair was casually held with purple hairpins, hanging down to cover her face. Only her round chin was exposed, her body bent slightly, and her plump breasts in front were pressing against the collar, outlining a moving curve, but when she said this, she seemed to be weak and unconfident.

"Follower. Are you worried about this?"

Wen Feng's eyes moved to Zhao Bingqian's slightly shy and angry face, and wanted to say something, but his throat was dry and swallowed. However, he didn't say it. He returned to the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV and started watching. He was just about to replay the news that the chief inspected in S City. Wen Feng listened to the sound of washing clothes in the bathroom and said, "Bingqian, if you want to come out and do something, why don't I tell the chief and call you to Southeast Asia or S City..."

The sound in the bathroom suddenly became quiet. After a while, Zhao Bingqian was trembling and trembling: "What did you... do you say... are true... or fake..." Then there was no sound again.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see any movement inside. The style of writing was a little strange. When I walked to the bathroom door, I saw Zhao Bingqian sobbing silently on the bathroom stand, and crystal tears hang on the flawless cheeks, which made me heartbreak.

Seeing Wenfeng standing at the door, Zhao Bingqian wiped her eyes with her hands, rubbing the soapy water in her hands into her eyes, and screaming in pain.

"Bingqian, just turn your head down and rinse your eyes with water."

Wenfeng hurried over and turned on the faucet, held Zhao Bingqian's cheek with one hand, and scooped clean water with the other hand on her eyes, "Just open your eyes..."

Seeing Zhao Bingqian picking out her long eyelashes trembling slightly, it seemed that there was endless fear in her heart. Wen Feng gently hugged her plump and mature body in her arms, feeling her delicate body stiffened, but she did not struggle.

Wen Feng sighed slightly and said softly, "I'm sorry, it's not good for me to do it. I've ignored you. Tell me what you want to do..."

The delicate body in his arms suddenly softened, but began to tremble slightly, and tears kept oozing out of his closed eyes, and slid down on the washstand along his white cheeks as snowy as before.

The sound of tears falling like a beautiful scenery in my memory.

After a long time, Zhao Bingqian stopped crying, stood up straight, lowered her head to take care of the messy hair between her mane, but was embarrassed to look up at Wenfeng and whispered: "I just want to see you often, but I am afraid of dragging you down. You run too fast, I...I can't catch up with you, what do you want me to do?!"

"Actually, don't work so hard. I never hope to do anything!"

Zhao Bingqian leaned in Wen Feng's arms and hugged him tightly, as if he was venting hard, and then felt a little more comfortable. When she recovered, she found that her tears had wet half of Wen Feng's chest again. She couldn't help but feel hot again on her face. She quickly tried to struggle to stand up, but Wen Feng hugged her in her arms domineeringly, looking at her charming eyes that looked like a deep pool, and said with some emotion.

"I...I know, but I don't want to live like this, otherwise I will always feel so tired, but I can't help, and I feel very uncomfortable!"

It seemed that at this time Zhao Bingqian realized that she was hugging Wen Feng tightly, and Wen Feng's domineering embrace her hard and couldn't break free. With her blushing face, she showed a slightly intoxicated look in her eyes. She didn't struggle anymore, and even held Wen Feng's waist at a loss.

"Did you ever think about going abroad?"

Wen Feng was shocked. He suddenly remembered that when he was on the Vietnam battlefield, he had read a letter written by Zhao Bingqian to Wen Feng before. Over the years, this weak girl actually had a strong side. She didn't want to just make a vase alone. Why can't she have her own world?

"Go abroad? Go there?"

Zhao Bingqian raised her head strangely. Although she didn't understand why she had to go abroad with Wen Feng, it was obvious that she knew something from Wen Feng's tone, and her eyes were full of hope.

“It’s not just going to Southeast Asia?”

To be honest, it would be wrong to say that Wen Feng never thought about it for Zhao Bingqian. When he initially wanted to establish the Shenzhou Group, Wen Feng thought about handing over the Shenzhou Group to Zhao Bingqian to operate. After all, Shenzhou Group is in China. It actually has a lot of convenience to hand it over to Zhao Bingqian. As for management issues, Wen Feng actually thinks that this is not an obstacle. Sometimes it is better to practice it than to read books and learn. If a girl like Zhao Bingqian is smart, if she is only caring about it and under the guidance of Wen Feng in the early 1980s, it would not be too difficult for her to get started.

"I have...I want you to go to the United States and learn some financial management knowledge while working. Do you want to go?"

Thinking of this, Wen Feng felt aroused. In fact, in his heart, it was not just about Shenzhou Group. He knew very clearly that if he wanted to become a rich man and have wealth that was rich in the world. He could even affect the world's economy. Just like what he did now, he would occupy the commanding heights of business operations and science and technology. Then he would curb the future development direction in upstream resources, and then everything he had done now had already been laid.

However, simply being a Monopoly is not what Wen Feng wants to do. It is a very huge plan in his mind. If he wants to be a second line of defense that can influence the future direction of the Chinese nation behind the scenes, then everything he is doing now is far from enough.

From the major Japanese consortiums owned by the Black Dragon Society, as well as so many giant enterprises under the American Freemasons, and even Temasek in the Lion City, the inheritance of these large chambers of commerce families is not just wealth, but also a circle of common interests that maintains their collective, and then formed a huge chaebol.

"Go to the United States...study?Work?Can I do it?"

Zhao Bingqian must not understand what Wen Feng wanted her to do now. She wanted to not hold Wen Feng back. Perhaps in that era, her idea was not to be a person who seemed useless, and could also work with Wen Feng. As long as she could keep up with Wen Feng's pace, she would be satisfied. However, when Wen Feng gave him such a goal, she couldn't help but feel a little panic again.

"It's just work, it's just about studying!"

It may be a little early to get Zhao Bingqian into the core of Wenfeng, a huge system. After all, Wenfeng doesn't know what Zhao Bingqian is thinking. If she knew that Wenfeng was actually not very ambitious, and he was escorting not only the current government or party, could she accept it?

"You will get help from colleagues at work. Learning is for the needs of future work. Bingqian, you are so smart, how could you not be able to do it?"

But no matter whether Zhao Bingqian can accept Wen Feng's ideas, since Zhao Bingqian wants to study and make progress, reading alone is not possible. Even if she goes to school, the backward concept in China is impossible to truly improve her. If Zhao Bingqian can learn a lot of advanced management experience abroad and many financial affairs, Wen Feng believes that Zhao Bingqian will definitely change qualitatively. If one day Zhao Bingqian is asked to deal with Wen Feng's step that must be taken before the time comes, she must understand these things.

"What about you? Will you go to the United States too?"

Zhao Bingqian's emotions gradually calmed down, or she vented everything she had to bear. Wenfeng hugged Zhao Bingqian tightly in her arms from beginning to end. She was really a beauty who was so pitiful. Zhao Bingqian's big eyes flashed and said in disappointment: "By the way... you must be very busy. If you don't have time to accompany me, it's useless..."

The woman is quite strange, and Zhao Bingqian is no exception. She could not meet Wen Feng frequently before, and then she had no contact for several months. Zhao Bingqian felt much unfamiliar with Wen Feng, but when she discovered Wen Feng's maturity and consideration, Zhao Bingqian regarded him as her most important support. She was like a woman in her first love and wanted to hope that the person she loved could always be by her side, but she didn't feel it was impossible. After all, Wen Feng is now a guard captain who can go to and get off work on time every day. Now he is related to the interests of the entire Nanyang China, and of course it is impossible to be by Zhao Bingqian's side all the time.

"I go to the United States often, and I also need it at work! Of course..."

Wenfeng guessed that Zhao Bingqian might have such an idea, which was really a headache. When he saw Zhao Bingqian again, he hugged her in his arms, smelled the fragrance on her body, and felt her sadness. Wenfeng actually felt his heart ached faintly. This girl actually had an emotional charm that he could not resist. At this time, he couldn't tell whether it was the previous Wenfeng or the endless pity he had for Zhao Bingqian. He didn't want to separate from her like this. However, if Wenfeng asked Zhao Bingqian to stay in the country, it would be even more tragic. At this time, this plan would certainly be more secure.

"Of course, it may not be just about work in the future, because I will come to accompany you if you are there and I have nothing to do and I will be free!"

In Manhattan, USA, Zhao Bingqian will never be lonely even when she goes there. Due to the arrangements some time ago, Wen Feng has even owned her own property there. After Zhao Bingqian goes there, she will buy an apartment there for her to live in, and then let her go to Yanhuang Holdings to learn management experience, and study and practice at the same time. Wen Feng still has a lot of benefits there, and one day the main battlefield may be there. Wen Feng is not fooling Zhao Bingqian by saying these words now.

"real?!"

When Wenfeng was speaking, Zhao Bingqian bit her lips gently with a red face, looking at the tip of her shoes. When she heard Wenfeng say softly, her face seemed to be glowing. She was very excited and bravely raised her head to look at Wenfeng.

"Of course it's true. If you didn't believe it, let's go to Lagou?!"

Wenfeng pulled Zhao Bingqian to sit on the sofa and hugged her waist. Zhao Bingqian seemed to be a little uncomfortable with struggling for a while. Wenfeng increased his strength and hugged her soft body hard in his arms, preventing her from struggling. His attitude became tough, and Zhao Bingqian was indeed obediently in his arms.

Wen Feng looked at Zhao Bingqian's raised eyelashes and said, "Believe me, you will definitely not regret it. I will never worry you anymore. What you want is what I should do. I believe that in no time, you will know how much energy you will burst out, and you will definitely surprise the whole world!"

At that moment, Wen Feng said extremely serious. If a smart woman like Zhao Bingqian is given the best learning conditions, what can she do if she can't do as long as the opportunity is right? Embrace Zhao Bingqian, //The fastest text update--No ads//The two seem to have never been so close. Zhao Bingqian curled up in Wen Feng's arms like a gentle cat, not knowing what she was thinking, but just looked at Wen Feng slightly from time to time, with an expression of happiness on her face. Who could know that just such a stunning weak woman might one day have a powerful ability to influence the entire world economy...

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