Chapter 14 Section Eleven

In the evening, I drove Lao Yao home, and found that the gate of his house was wide open again as before, with a large number of cars parked in front of the gate, making it more difficult to pass through the narrow old concession street. Uniformed traffic policemen are busily directing the passing vehicles there. Looking in from the door, I found that his house was crowded with hundreds of people, people from all countries, it was like an international temple fair.A small theater stage was set up on one side of the yard, covered with carpets, and hung with a curtain that looks like a general and a picture. All foreigners in costumes wandering around on the stage, with their faces getting more fancy than the other; There are rows of folding chairs on one side, and the audience is still greeting each other without taking their seats.

Lao Yao said to me: "The show was scheduled 3 months ago, the big guys have put in a lot of effort, I can't let them have fun for nothing." At this moment, I found that Dr. Zhang was also in the crowd, and when I looked around, I noticed that some people looked strange.Although their attire looks indistinguishable from the rich and powerful guys around them, they are all young men with flat stomachs and a united spirit, not like businessmen or civil servants who are anxious to attract others' attention Or bewildered arrogance. I don't know what agreement Lao Yao has with Dr. Zhang, or even if they have an agreement. The only thing I know at the moment is that if Lao Yao is really guilty, he has no escape today.

Lao Yao kept saying hello to people along the way, and jokingly, he led me directly into his study, and said to me: "I know you are afraid of chaos. Just rest here and wait for the show to start." Go out again." I said: "Tell me about those batches of imported equipment first. Don't you know that someone is worrying for you?" He said: "Those things can't be explained clearly at the moment, and you shouldn't know. Besides, I'm today's drama tuner. There are so many things waiting for me on the stage. I don't have time to gossip." After saying that, he walked out.

I grabbed him and asked, "You only tell me the truth, have you broken the law?" He smiled: "You already know, I must have broken the law, and the crime is not light. However, all of this is worth it, and it is worthwhile to come to this world." He said, and walked away. I sat alone in his study in a daze, really not knowing what to do.It took a long time to calm down, but there was still no way. There is nothing special in Lao Yao’s study room except for some old furniture handed down from his ancestors. It has not changed much from when I lived here, except for a couplet on the wall, which is the anthology of Yuan Shikai’s second son Yuan Ke A sentence by Wang Jin and Han Yu, poets of the Tang Dynasty: "Who knows that a great hermit is an uninhibited person."

These words were also hung on the wall before, but they were written by Lao Yao himself. This time, he got the original handwriting from somewhere, so he must be very proud of it. When we were still husband and wife, I didn't like these words. I thought it meant too aloofness and too much personal heroism.The old rumor said: "How do you know that a hero with great ambitions is often like this in his heart. This kind of person is often seen by outsiders as idlers who don't care about world affairs and only know joy; Heartless bastards, in fact, only in the face of major events can they show their true colors as heroes. Great heroes don't bother to do trivial things."

I immediately laughed at him: "Could it be that you are a real hero if you mess around every day?" But he said seriously: "I'm not a great hero, but at least I'm a patriot." "How to be patriotic? Teach foreigners to 'dangdang eat seafood'? Or teach them to fight cockfights, sing songs, play mahjong?" Lao Yao immediately turned pale and stopped arguing with me, but I don't think I've refuted him. At this time, a person walked in from the door and brought me a cup of tea in his hand.I took a closer look, and it turned out to be Ren, wearing a soldier's costume, with a pheasant feather slanted on the hat, and two colorful flags under the tuck.

I stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve and asked, "What trouble did you get into in South America?" He smiled at me, the paint on his face making him look like a plastic toy.He said: "It's no big deal. I want to start my own company, and Lao Yan has helped me get a lucrative business. As long as it is done, there is no need to worry about the registered capital." I yelled: "Don't you know that all he does is illegal business?" I still sympathized with this immature foreign dude. Ren shook his head and said, "My great-grandfather and his partner didn't get the money to start the company properly. I understand now that when I arrive in Tianjin Wei, I just want to make a fortune and don't think about anything else. After a few years, I will be free." After a while, I went back to England to be ashamed and ashamed of my father."

I lamented, "It wasn't like this when you first came here." He laughed and said: "I have the best teacher now, just like old Tony had to meet Mr. Li. In your Chinese words, that is like a fish in water, like a tiger with wings added." I asked, "Do you have any other ideas besides getting rich?" He said: "Yes, let's play! I want to learn all the tricks you have in China, and then spread them all over the world. At that time, as long as there are people, there will be people fighting crickets. Then, I will open a special cricket game. A multinational company that sells Shandong crickets to foreign countries."

I painfully found that he had learned and mastered Lao Yao's trick of using one disguise to cover another, and said: "Did you think about something more useful? Like going to jail? Follow Lao Yao's way." Nonsense, sooner or later you will be arrested and put in prison to eat corn bread." "No, no, my teacher is such a smart person, he won't let me do stupid things, he loves me more than my father." He bowed his hands to me. "You rest first, I have to look ahead. I will play "Picking the Pulley" in a while, and there is a somersault in it."

Through the window, I saw a strange young man follow Ryan to the stage.How is this so wow!I worry, but I can only worry.