Back to 80: My Literary Life

"What happened? Don't worry, tell me slowly." Fang Minghua comforted her.

Song Tangtang calmed down and started talking.

It turned out that just three days ago, Song Tangtang, who was far away in New York, suddenly received an international long-distance call from Zhao Hongjun from Haikou, telling him that he was going to remove most of the funds of the group and the two companies from their accounts, about 6,000 yuan. 10,000 in cash, and he is also preparing to mortgage the department store building he just purchased to the bank to engage in real estate development.

"Real estate? In Haikou?"

"Yes, it's in Haikou. He said that real estate in Hainan is starting to heat up and he wants to make a lot of money. He said he would call you, but you went to a meeting in another place and couldn't contact you, so he called me to talk about it.

After hearing this, Fang Minghua felt relieved and said with a smile: "Oh, about this, I thought this guy took the money and ran away."

"I'm so anxious that I can't wait to see you, but you still have time to joke with me!"

"Okay, okay, don't worry. Let me ask you first, did the Red Army leave funds for the company? Will it affect the daily operations of Shengshi Books and Shengshi Film and Television?" Fang Minghua asked.

"That's not true. I plan to leave 700,000 in the account of Shengshi Film and Television. I guess it can barely sustain it until the spring of next year. By then, the TV series "Yanjing People in New York" will have been produced. We can negotiate with the TV station and the funds will be available. ”

"Shengshi Books is planning to keep 1.1 million. Shu Bin said that he is working hard to collect the debts owed by booksellers everywhere, and there will be no problem in running the company."

"Okay, I understand. I will refund the train ticket now and go to Haikou." Fang Minghua made a decision immediately.

"Well, Minghua, thank you for your hard work. You must persuade the Red Army not to be hot-headed."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll have a good chat with him."

After hanging up Song Tangtang's call, Fang Minghua thought about this matter again.

What was supposed to come came.

This is a typical capital gluttony feast. Of course, it depends on how you eat it. You might become the food on the table.

During lunch, Fang Minghua asked Hu Cai for a leave, saying that he had to go to Haikou for some personal matters and would not be back until a few days later. Of course he would not say anything specific.

Although the Sanmao Railway is now in operation. The Sanmao Railway runs from Foshan's Sanshui District to MM City, and is integrated with the Li-Zhan Railway through the Hemao Railway. It can reach Huacheng through the Guangzhou-Sanzhou Railway and connect with the Beijing-Guangzhou Railway.

However, in order to rush for time, Fang Minghua bought a plane ticket from Huacheng to Haikou in the afternoon. In the terminal, Fang Minghua did not forget to find a coin-operated phone to page Zhao Hongjun.

After dialing the 127 manned station and leaving a message with Zhao Hongjun's paging number, Fang Minghua hung up the phone and waited quietly. The call came back within two minutes.

"Minghua, you disappeared as soon as the meeting started. Why did you want to greet me?"

"If I don't call you, Tangtang will go crazy." Fang Minghua said lightly.

"Haha. People from the Writers' Association said you were having a meeting in Huacheng?"

"Yes, but I will fly to Haikou immediately and arrive at five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport. I just want to talk to you about something. See you then!"

"goodbye!"

Fang Minghua quickly boarded the plane to Haikou, and the plane landed at Dayingshan Airport an hour later.

Fang Minghua arrived at the terminal with his travel bag. From a distance, he saw a fat man with an erect back and sunglasses. He was also wearing a floral shirt and holding a mobile phone in his hand, looking left and right.

It's Zhao Hongjun.

He also saw Fang Minghua and walked over with a smile.

"Hey. Brother, I think they are all suitable. Did you buy them in Haikou?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Yes, how can we do business now without this?" Zhao Hongjun said, taking the travel bag from Fang Minghua's hand and complaining:

"Minghua, you are really not worthy of even being paged. It is easy for you to find others, but it is so difficult for others to find you! This time when you come to Haikou, you will be matched with a BB machine and Big Brother. You don't have to pay for it yourself, and the company will reimburse you! "

"It's like I can't afford that thing? I don't care!"

Fang Minghua really doesn't care.

Before this era, I was used to using smartphones, but now I really can’t get interested in seeing big brick gadgets.

I always have the urge to smash walnuts when I pick it up.

As for the BB machine, there is a nickname called "electronic dog tying device".

The two of them chatted and laughed as they walked out of the departure hall and got into a black Crown in the parking lot, which Zhao Hongjun also bought in Haikou.

"Minghua, I'll send you to Wanghailou to settle down first, then follow me to my house to sit there, and then I'll take care of you in the evening!"

Zhao Hongjun said while driving.

"Okay, this is your territory, you make arrangements."

Sitting in the car, Fang Minghua smelled the slightly sea-smelling air and looked at the scenery outside through the car window.

Compared with the last two times I came to Haikou, there are many tall buildings rising from the ground next to the coconut trees, and the sound of pile drivers is constantly ringing in my ears.

The entire Coconut City seems to be a huge construction site.

After driving to Wanghai Tower, Fang Minghua checked into the booked room, washed briefly, then followed Zhao Hongjun downstairs and took the car straight to his home in Haikou.

Zhao Hongjun lives near Datong Road, which looks like a high-end community that has just been developed. After the car entered the community, Fang Minghua followed him in the elevator to the 20th floor of a high-rise building. When he pressed the doorbell, the door was opened by a beautiful and plump young woman.

Fang Minghua recognized it as Zhao Hongjun's former secretary Liu Xue.

When Liu Xue saw it was Fang Minghua, she was stunned and didn't know what to call her.

"Liu Xue, we are all family, so don't be polite. Just call him Minghua, just like me." Zhao Hongjun helped her out.

"Minghua, hello."

"Okay." Fang Minghua replied.

Zhao Hongjun had told him a long time ago that he had settled down in Haikou, so it was not surprising for him to see her.

Of course, he would not call Liu Xue "Second Sister-in-law" like in Hong Kong movies.

"Liu Xue, where is my baby son? Hurry up and bring him out for my good brother to see." Zhao Hongjun shouted as soon as he entered the door.

Soon, a little girl who looked like a nanny came out holding a fat baby. Zhao Hongjun's shadow could be seen in her eyebrows.

"How is it? My son Dongdong, does he look like me?" Zhao Hongjun was very proud. He held his son and kissed him hard on his little face.

"Like." Fang Minghua said, but sighed in his heart.

Since Zhao Hongjun had this son, he hid in Haikou in the name of company affairs and did not go back. Wang Xia took care of her daughter Minmin alone.

On weekends, Minmin saw Fang Ming pick up Le Ruirui from kindergarten several times. Minmin was a little unhappy and kept asking where her father was and why he didn't come to pick her up.

Wang Xia looked bitter and had to coax her daughter by saying that her father was busy with work and on a business trip.

Fang Minghua felt bad when she saw this, and sometimes she simply brought Minmin back to her home to play with her two children.

It seems that she needs to have a good talk with Zhao Hongjun. She can't hide in Haikou all day just for his son.

Of course, she can't say this in front of Liu Xue.