The capital city in winter has a special flavor that cannot be found anywhere else.
The gray dust, smoke from burning wheat straw, car exhaust, factory exhaust, and dry and cold air mixed into an indescribable smell. This can be regarded as a major feature.
In the evening, a small convoy entered the third ring road and entered a courtyard with someone standing guard at the door.
Keith 118 stopped at the door of the main building. As soon as the car stopped, the tall Tie Zhu got out of the passenger seat and opened the back door.
"Brother, we are here!"
Zhang Jiaqiang got out of the car and glanced at the guest house sign hanging at the door, feeling funny in his heart.
Why is the godfather’s department so mysterious? It’s not an underground business.
At this moment, two young men, a man and a woman, came out of the door and came forward to greet them.
"Is this Mr. Zhang Jiaqiang?"
Zhang Jiaqiang looked around. The man was brave and handsome, and the woman was charming and soft. Looking closely, the two looked somewhat similar. They should be brothers and sisters or related by blood.
Zhang Jiaqiang nodded and said, "Yes, it's me!"
The man turned sideways and gestured to come in, "Please come in, the chief is waiting for you!"
Zhang Jiaqiang followed the two of them into the main entrance and passed through a square hall. There were many people coming and going here, which seemed quite busy.
Further ahead were two spiral staircases, one on the left and one on the right. However, the man did not go up the stairs. Instead, he went around to the back of the stairs. Here was a hidden elevator with two guards standing guard at the door.
As the elevator landing door opened, the man walked up first, followed closely by Zhang Jiaqiang and the woman.
Zhang Jiaqiang looked at the operation panel, but there was no button to go upstairs. Instead, it all displayed minus one, minus two, until minus ten. It seemed that the buildings on the surface were just cover, and the real office location was in a hidden underground place!
As the elevator started, the man introduced.
"My name is Zhao Hu, and her name is Zhang Long. I will be responsible for your safety and guidance in the capital this time!"
Zhang Jiaqiang asked, "Where is Bao Qingtian?"
The two were so amused that they covered their mouths and chuckled.
Zhang Long said, "We really have this name, not a code name!"
Zhang Jiaqiang smiled and said, "Actually, there's no need to go to such trouble. I have a car and a lot of bodyguards, so nothing will happen!"
Zhao Hu said, "This is the chief's arrangement, we can only execute it!"
As he spoke, the elevator stopped at the sixth floor, and as the car door opened, a long corridor was revealed.
There are still guards at the door, but there are four, and they all have holsters. It seems that the security here is even tighter.
Zhang Jiaqiang couldn't help but become more curious about his grandfather's work.
There were no doors or windows on either side of the corridor, and the stars on the ceiling were as bright as day.
The three of them walked along the corridor for a long time before a spacious hall appeared in front of them.
There are countless desks here, and many people are busy. It looks like the writing rooms of later generations.
The three of them continued walking through the pile of desks, and two large doors appeared in front of them at the end.
Zhang Long and Zhao Hu stopped.
Zhao Hu said to Zhang Jiaqiang, "Just go in directly, the chief will be waiting for you inside!"
Zhang Jiaqiang didn't knock on the door at the signal, but opened the door directly.
As the doors opened to both sides, a study room filled with bookshelves appeared in front of them.
Why do these old people like to read books?
Zhang Jiaqiang didn't see anyone inside, so he had to walk straight in and wander among the maze-like bookshelves, looking for his godfather.
Zhang Long and Zhao Hu also closed the door as he entered and stood outside the door like a guard.
Zhang Jiaqiang felt that he was about to get lost, and finally had to choose a direction and walked straight inside along a row of bookshelves. He did not believe that this study room had no end.
I don’t know how long I walked, but suddenly my eyes suddenly opened up, revealing a large open space, and a desk was placed in the middle of the open space.
Just then my godfather's voice sounded.
"Jiaqiang, you are finally here!"
Zhang Jiaqiang followed the sound and saw Grandpa Qian standing on a ladder, rummaging through books on the upper shelf.
"You should stay down and let me go up there. It's too dangerous to be so high!"
Zhang smiled vaguely and said, "My legs and feet are not bad. I can't even climb up the ladder. Well, I found it!"
Holding a book in his arms, he carefully descended the ladder.
Zhang Jiaqiang hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and reached out to take the thick book.
Zhang said confusedly.
"This is the library. I usually work here and read books. It's actually quite relaxing!"
As he said that, he asked Zhang Jiaqiang to sit across from the desk, and he went around to sit inside the desk.
At this moment, a middle-aged woman appeared from nowhere, brought tea and a cup, and placed them on the huge desk.
Zhang nodded vaguely, and the woman disappeared behind a bookshelf.
He motioned to Zhang Jiaqiang to pour some water himself.
"Jia Qiang, are you mentally prepared?"
Zhang Jiaqiang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'm ready to deal with all difficulties!"
Zhang said confusedly, "That's good. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu will take you to the investment company's office later. This book is given to you. I hope you can learn something!"
As he spoke, he pushed the book in front of Zhang Jiaqiang.
When I looked down, I saw that it was a Zizhi Tongjian bound in thread.
Zhang Jiaqiang said with a smile, "Godfather, you want me to learn the art of maneuvering!"
Zhang shook his head confusedly and said, "No, as the old saying goes, use copper as a mirror to correct your clothes, use people as a mirror to correct your words and deeds, and use history as a mirror to know the ups and downs. I want you to understand the laws of rise and fall, so you can follow the trend, and remember everything You can’t buck the trend!”
Zhang Jiaqiang was a little confused by what he said, but he still nodded and said, "You must have more profound meanings. Let me study it carefully before asking for advice!"
Zhang smiled vaguely and said, "You, let's study it for three to five years. Maybe I can hold on until then, no, I must hold on until then!"
As he spoke, he coughed violently again.
Zhang Jiaqiang hurriedly handed over the water glass.
"What kind of disease do you have? I didn't notice you coughing so badly last time. Are you too tired? What did the doctor say?"
Zhang said confusedly, "Everyone has his or her own destiny. This is not a disease, but a destiny. Doctors can only treat illnesses, but not lives!"
Zhang Jiaqiang frowned a little when he heard this. These old-timers rarely believe in these metaphysics such as fate, otherwise they would not buck the trend and achieve great achievements. Why are they talking about fate now? It is a bit difficult to understand.
Zhang said in a daze, "I won't keep you for dinner. Go and do business quickly. Those old guys in the capital will have a party tomorrow and they all want to meet you. Come and attend. It will be a blessing for you!" "
"Zhang Long and Zhao Hu are very trustworthy. Let them handle anything!"
Zhang Jiaqiang nodded to express his understanding, and wanted to ask about the black cat, but the words still didn't come out.
He knew that these arrangements for tomorrow had deep meaning, so he immediately said goodbye and followed the bookshelf back to the door.
I saw Zhang Long and Zhao Hu who looked like statues.
Zhang Jiaqiang said, "Let's go to the hotel first and take me to the office in the afternoon!"
