Chapter 341

Beijing Capital Airport, a plane to feel bursts of cold wind, tight collar, quickly followed the crowd on the ferry.

After getting off the ferry, I followed the passengers in the passage to the baggage claim area. When they got their luggage, they were all in a hurry.

The luggage is mainly the medical equipment used by Yang Xiaotian, which is not any precision equipment. It is easy to use. However, for safety reasons, it is also well packed by categories, shock absorption and other measures, and then put into a silver metal trunk.

His cell phone rang before he got out of the airport.

"Dr. Yang?" The voice over there is a little old-fashioned. You can imagine a very old-fashioned middle-aged man just by listening to the voice.

"I am," said Yang

"I'm Mr. Fu's secretary. Mr. Fu asked me to pick you up!" Said the other.

It's a secretary, but it's definitely not the chief secretary. Otherwise, he won't come to pick up the plane.

For people like Mr. Fu, the Secretary has a separate office called the Secretariat. The director of the office is Mr. Fu's secretary, but the general management is done by the deputy director. The Secretariat is a bit similar to the feeling of the president office in an enterprise.

As soon as Yang Xiaotian got out of the airport, he saw a black red flag car parked there. A serious looking middle-aged man stood in front of the co driver's door. When he saw Yang Xiaotian, he took out his mobile phone and compared it with her. He called out, "is it Dr. Yang?"

Obviously, there is a picture of Yang Xiaotian in the other party's mobile phone.

Like most civil servants in the world, middle-aged people have black suits, black shoes, white shirts and steady expressions. Because it's cold in Beijing, they put on a down jacket outside.

Yang Xiaotian nodded: "it's me!"

The middle-aged man introduced himself as sun Qi. He said with an apologetic smile, "I still have to see your relevant documents. Have you brought your ID card?"

"No ID card, officer card!" With a smile, Yang Xiaotian took out an officer's card from his backpack. His ID card had been handed in after he was re registered as a military officer. Instead, it was an officer's card.

After all, it's a standard process. No matter how much the photo looks, it's possible for him to admit his mistake.

If the person is picked up at that time, it will turn out to be an own dragon, and it will have to be hanged.

"Officer's license is better!" Sun Qi smiles, takes the officer card in both hands, looks at it carefully, then takes out his mobile phone and pats the number on the officer card.

From Yang Xiaotian's point of view, you can see the content on the mobile phone. The page is to open an app, just scan the number, and Yang Xiaotian's personal information will pop up on the mobile phone screen.

This should be the software related to national security. It's not sure that it's also connected with the intranet of the police and the army.

"It's worthy of being Mr. Fu's secretary. The security level and authority are very high!" Yang Xiaotian said with emotion that basically more than 99% of the people in China have no privacy in front of sun Qi with this mobile phone.

"Sorry!" Sun Qi returned the officer card to Yang Xiaotian and opened the door of the back seat with a smile. "Please get on the bus. It's very cold outside. There are down jackets in the car. You can wear them first!"

It's a secretary and thoughtful.

Yang Xiaotian got on the bus and sat down, saying, "it's OK. It's not very cold, but thank you."

Sun Qi laughed and didn't say much. He got on the co pilot and said to the driver, "drive!"

During the Chinese new year, there are few people in blue city, but Beijing is worthy of the capital. The streets are still full of traffic, and the high-rise buildings on both sides are decorated with lights, which is a lively atmosphere.

Yang Xiaotian sits in the back row and has nothing to do. He takes out his mobile phone and brushes his microblog.

I also saw everyone's comments on tianbaotang on Weibo. He didn't explain anything. The employees should be able to do these things well. It's impossible to say that anything needs him.

However, there are so many people who want him to say something.

Yang Xiaotian still took a picture of the scenery outside the car, and then said: "we are in Beijing, going to the patient's home, and we do everything carefully. This is more valuable than questioning online!"

With that he paid no attention to other people's opinions.

Instead, I went to see other popular microblogs.

Basically, every new year's day, the content on Weibo is almost the same. Whether stars or ordinary people, they are all photographed. There are three main contents of the photos, one is air ticket and train ticket, one is landscape painting, and the other is food.

Some netizens will comment on it and swipe their microblogs on New Year's day to travel around the world without leaving home.

Seeing that a popular star posted a post on his microblog saying that he would go to the Louvre Palace, the following comments were all kinds of envy and so on, Yang Xiaotian wondered how fans would comment if he took a picture of the place he went.

The red flag car finally drove to a wide area. There were no high-rise buildings nearby. The buildings were relatively low, and some were even square.

The terrain here also has some ups and downs, surrounded by many maple trees, it looks very beautiful.

The more you drive, the higher the terrain.

Then the roadside began to appear guards, they saw the license plate did not do any obstruction, is standing on the roadside salute.

Yang Xiaotian also noticed that there are other secret sentries on the side of the road.

Finally, the car stopped outside a courtyard with green bricks and red tiles.

There are two stone lions in front of the courtyard. They should be famous sculptures. They look lifelike and domineering.

In addition, the courtyard looks very simple, with no extra decoration, just like an ordinary quadrangle which is clean.

However, the surrounding camera monitoring and so on, we can see that people living here are rich or expensive.

No, I can't live here if I'm rich. It must be expensive.

This is different from Yang Xiaotian's imagination. In Yang Xiaotian's imagination, a national leader like Mr. Fu should live in a family area with strict security.

Just like the military compound, it's full of leaders, and outsiders can't get in. A high wall separates it from the noisy world outside, and the greening inside is also very good.

This courtyard is not so isolated from the world, revealing human taste.

The gate of the courtyard is open. Secretary sun Qi leads Yang Xiaotian in. Yang Xiaotian sees that the courtyard is antique and looks very beautiful.

The layout of this kind of courtyard is quite different from that of the courtyard on the other side of the South Lake, although they are both beautiful.

The courtyard here looks very grand. There is a kind of beauty in the opening and closing.

The courtyard of Nanhu, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, is exquisite and beautiful.

It's like the women in the north. Although they are tall and big, they are smooth and beautiful.

Women in the south are not tall, but they are also exquisite.

As for the taste, different people have different opinions.

Secretary sun Qi said to Yang Xiaotian, "Dr. Yang, it's hard for you to come here from a long distance. Let's have a rest in the flower hall first. I'll ask for instructions from Mr. Fu."

Yang Xiaotian nodded.

As soon as sun Qiyi waved, a young man with military temperament came over and led Yang Xiaotian to the flower hall to have a rest. The flower hall is not far away, just a few steps away.

It's full of melon seeds, vegetables, fruits and tea.

The young man said to Yang Xiaotian, "Dr. Yang, I'm outside. If you have anything, just say hello to me."

"Good!" Yang Xiaotian nodded.

When the young man went out, he looked at the flower hall. The other layout was just so so. The "hard to get confused" calligraphy and painting hanging in the hall attracted his eyes. He couldn't help copying a few strokes from the void and found it very interesting.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Yang Xiaotian frowned slightly. The footsteps didn't look like sun Qi's, because it was "daddada". If you heard it correctly, it should be the sound of high heels on the ground.

I'm wondering.

The door creaked open.

A girl came in.

He is about 20 years old. He has a shawl and hair, a delicate face and three-dimensional facial features. He looks like a porcelain doll. Although he can't see his figure in thick clothes, his waist is straight and natural, and his posture is tall and straight.

It's only about dressing up, at least 95%.

But this appearance is pressed by her temperament, she has a kind of arrogant temperament, a stare as if there is infinite murderous gas in general.

But Yang Xiaotian doesn't care about it. This kind of girl is a daughter who has been spoiled for a long time at home.

When you are with such a young lady, you absolutely need to play the role of a slave and coax her constantly.

Therefore, he has always been indifferent to this kind of woman, no matter how beautiful she is.

I just don't know what this woman is doing here.

Those who can run around in Fu's home are probably his relatives, right? I just don't know whether it's Fu's granddaughter or his great grandson

"Hello, are you the doctor named Yang Xiaotian?" The girl looked up and down at Yang Xiaotian and asked directly.

Yang Xiaotian frowned and said gently, "I'm Yang Xiaotian, but since you know my name, don't call me 'hello'. It's very impolite!"

The girl's eyes were full of murder.

Yang Xiaotian doesn't care. No matter how beautiful a girl is, no matter how fierce she is, his immunity is very strong.

"Deng Deng Deng!"

The girl took a few steps to Yang Xiaotian.

Every step is like anger.

Yang Xiaotian didn't care. He stood up and said, "if you go any further, you'll bump into each other!"

The girl stopped and hummed: "no goods, hooligan!"

Yang Xiaotian shrugged and sighed, "you came to me. How can I be a hooligan? If you have something to say directly, if you have nothing to say, please go out! By the way, remember to close the door, thank you

"I'm going out?" The girl's eyes were wide open and she wanted to eat people. "Make sure, this is my home! If you want to go out, you go out, too! "

Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "I'm invited by Mr. Fu. If you can take his place, I can go out! But are you sure? "

"This..." the girl hesitated, obviously Fu Lao's deterrent power is very big.

Just then, sun Qi came over from the outside and said, "Dr. Yang, Mr. Fu is waiting for you. Let's go now... Eh, Chenchen, how can you be here“

Yang Xiaotian suddenly has an illusion that the girl in front of him seems to change her face. She was so murderous just now, but now she's suddenly in love with Feng Xuri.

See Fu Chen to smile slightly, say: "Sun secretary is good, I hear the doctor that grandfather asks arrived, come to see specially, just in time, let's go to grandfather that together!"

Grandfather?

Yang Xiaotian's face was strange. He thought to himself, master Fu, how many wives do you have in your life? Fu Laixi is 40 years younger, but is she 20 years old?

However, there is nothing wrong with this. In those days, it was normal for people to have three wives and four concubines. After all, some of them were before liberation, and there was nothing to be investigated.