Rebirth of the Tech Madman

This trip is positioned for business investigation and cooperation, as well as exchanges in the fields of education, culture, and sports. Tang Huan once again brought the multilingual and knowledgeable Mikhail Kogan to the forefront.

As for the purpose of brushing his face, there is no need. Just considering this time and space, he lived on this land before the age of 20. Such a foundation is sufficient to protect commercial interests.

Instead, I did something practical and satisfied with my sense of accomplishment as much as I could, and that was the only way to live up to this return home.

The entourage, who was frightened and nervous for a while by the specifications of the fighter escort, was completely relieved after seeing the huge welcome crowd.

Tang Huan stepped off the gangway, and under the introduction of his uncle Meng Qingguan, he greeted the representatives of the Science and Technology Commission, the Education Commission, the Ministry of Culture, the Sports Commission, and the Peking University where Tang Huan had studied.

After going through this process as usual, Tang Huan handed over the next official duties to Mikhail Kogan, and he concentrated on private affairs, first of all, naturally, going home.

However, he made a special turn to send Lin Qingxian’s parents to one of the “Top Ten Capital Buildings” in the 1950s, the Overseas Chinese Building at No. 2 Wangfujing Street, to meet the eldest daughter who had been separated for many years and had married and had children. After seeing each other, Lin's mother was so excited that she shed tears on the spot.

Tang Huan shook his head slightly, even if he could see it again, he couldn't stand the atmosphere of joy and sorrow for a close relative, so hurry up.

However, when I walked into the courtyard, which was still the same as I remembered six years ago, the emotions that had been suppressed for more than two years began to agitate. Tang Huan, who wanted to remain calm and indifferent, couldn't help standing at the door. There was a trance.

Meng Qingguan saw this scene. Waved his hand gently. Dismissed everyone, so that Tang Huan could calm down his emotions quietly.

But before Tang Huan, who was close to homesickness, adjusted himself, the little cousin Meng Jing ran to the yard screaming.

With a happy smile on Tang Huan's face, he reached out and grabbed the braid of the little girl, "It seems that your changes are not small, and it is becoming more and more contrary to the hope of naming Quiet."

Meng Jing slapped Tang Huan's hand away with dissatisfaction, "You have changed a lot. When you left, you were skinny like a monkey. Now you are as strong as a gorilla. If you haven't seen the photos beforehand, you wouldn't dare to recognize it. "

As soon as the voice fell, the two sons of the uncle Han An Yong, Han Sining and Han Siwei, shouted "Where is the orangutan?" and ran out following Meng Jing.

"Patronizing the quarrel, even my brother didn't scream." Meng Qingguan shook his head helplessly, and walked into the main room with his foot up.

"The three of us played truant this afternoon in order to wait for you. Why do you thank us?" Han Sining stretched out his hand unceremoniously.

The ten-year-old boy was at the stage when he was so naughty that dogs hated him. Tang Huan pinched this little cousin's neck and kicked his leg. "I heard that you didn't miss the idea of ​​hitting the box I left. I'm looking for you to settle accounts when I come back this time. You dare to ask me for gifts."

While struggling, Han Sining stared angrily at his cousin, "Meng Jing, it must be your informant, you traitor."

Meng Jing raised her head triumphantly, "I accepted the task of custody, of course I have to do my duty."

Tang Huan let go of Han Sining and asked the siblings to pinch each other, and then picked up the quiet follower Han Siwei who was standing at the back. The little guy didn't remember anything when he left.

"Do you know me?" Tang Huan teased.

"Yes, I saw it in the photo." Han Siwei nodded honestly.

"You are still good." Tang Huan laughed.

"Don't be fooled by the appearance of this little thing, he was scouring around, and removed all the cassette players you gave me." Meng Jing unceremoniously exposed the shortness of her little cousin.

"I didn't see it, he has the spirit of technical research." Tang Huan couldn't help but joked.

At this time, Meng Qingguan assisted Tang Huan's grandmother Zheng Ying and walked out. Tang Huan quickly put down Han Siwei and greeted him.

"Finally, I came back safely." Zheng Ying, who was in poor health, had a big heart, grabbed Tang Huan's hand and kept looking up and down.

"If these three demon kings get together, don't think about being quiet in this yard." Meng Qingguan waved to her daughter, "you quickly find a place to make trouble, and your cousin and grandma should have a good chat."

"I heard that you were in trouble in the U.S. It's been such a long time to come back?" Zheng Ying asked with concern.

"The dispute over interests has been basically handled." Tang Huanyan explained briefly and concisely.

Zheng Ying is not an illiterate old lady. Her work experience has been since the revolutionary era. Tang Huan has encountered twists and turns, and she quickly understood it.

"Since the people outside are so sinister, why not come back and develop." Zheng Ying persuaded, "The current situation is different from before."

Tang Huan smiled and nodded, but did not express his position.

At the end of June this year, after the "Resolution on Certain Historical Issues of the Party Since the Founding of the People's Republic" was passed, various differences were concluded. Otherwise, Tang Huan would not sway in Beijing.

In fact, the turmoil in April 1976 had a clear statement before the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee in 1978, but Han Zhiliang had always sought stability, which made Tang Huan wait until this year.

Meng Qingguan smiled and interjected: "Datang has broken into a world outside, and the companies under his control have reached the level of hundreds of millions of dollars in turnover. How can it be so easy to move."

"Young people nowadays all yearn for the world of flowers." After Zheng Ying sighed, she skipped the topic and continued to chat about the daily routine.

Soon, the old lady began to worry about Tang Huan's life-long events again, "You are not too young, and it is time to consider marriage. I will ask someone to introduce it to you?"

Meng Qingguan, who was sitting at the side, was drinking from a cup. After hearing this, he couldn't help but smile, choking and coughing again and again.

"Why, what am I saying wrong?" Zheng Ying glared at Meng Qingguan dissatisfiedly.

"Of course you are right." Meng Qingguan waved his hands again and again, but his expression became more and more weird.

Now that this topic was mentioned, Tang Huan couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

Two years ago, when I was a pauper. If he marries Deng Lijun, who is at a slump in his career, successfully. It can be regarded as the completion of life's major events. But unfortunately something went wrong in the middle.

Today, with the growth of wealth, the problems brought about by marriage are far from being as simple as those of lovers who started in the end.

More importantly, in the process of merging hundreds of elite memories in his mind, some desires were obviously superimposed and expanded, which made him now come to you with his confidantes, so it's better to mention marriage.

But grandmother Zheng Ying's rants. Tang Huan can also deeply understand that his parents have died early, and the old lady hopes to see the next generation of his branch earlier.

After thinking for a while, Tang Huan took the wallet, found three photos from it, and handed them to the old man, "Grandma, you don't have to worry about marriage. I even have my son. Look."

The old lady picked up the reading glasses and put them on. First, she looked at the photos of Deng Lijun's twins. Suddenly he praised in surprise, "They turned out to be twins. They are really likable. When their brothers grow up, they will bring them back for me to see with my own eyes."

But when the old lady saw the second photo, Lin Fengjiao’s twins, her face was puzzled, and she muttered to herself, "How long does it look like? It's not the same."

Meng Qingguan's facial muscles twitched, urging in a muffled voice, "Then you can take a closer look at the third one."

The old lady Yiyan picked up the third picture and saw Christina's biracial twins.

She was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to have guessed the mystery, so she shook her head, took off the reading glasses, pressed on the photo, and sighed, "Yaoer, the grandson, it makes people uneasy."

Tang Huan chuckled inexplicably, and then hurriedly cast his eyes on the little uncle.

"The old lady thought of your brother-in-law." Meng Qingguan quickly explained, "The last time you went to Shanghai, I asked for a sponsorship from you to support him in building roads. After the funds were in place, this The project did not start successfully. Your brother-in-law was a little young and vigorous, so he made the conflict public."

Speaking of this, Meng Qingguan smiled bitterly, "The old man was very annoyed when he learned about this. He thought that your brother-in-law was immature, so he directly asked to replace his position and called him back to think about it. Now the two of them have completely collapsed. Sometimes your uncle doesn't come back for dinner."

Tang Huan raised his brows, "I'm back, he won't give face anymore?"

"I'll ask again." Meng Qingguan got up and called.

Zheng Ying sighed and said leisurely: "Your grandpa criticizes your uncle. Naturally, he is justified. He has nothing to do, but he underestimates the contradictions at the grassroots level. On the contrary, he has such a hot temper. Your grandpa said that he is not suitable to go here. Way."

Tang Huan scratched his head. "In fact, it doesn't matter. I have a lot of jobs here. My brother-in-law should just be unsuitable for officialdom. Just change the environment."

"Your brother-in-law is just immature. He is in his thirties. I urged the marriage so much, but people still didn't move." Zheng Ying shook his head, "Your grandfather will resign in two years. Before that, you Don't want to go on this path, my uncle. Find a time and persuade him. You are similar in age, and you have always been able to talk. You must have a common language."

"I remembered." Tang Huan nodded and agreed.

At this time, aunt Han Anlin and aunt Wen Ya rushed back together.

"Your uncle has been on business for a long time, so I can't come back in time." As soon as we met, Aunt Wenya said apologetically.

"It's okay. I will have more chances to come back in the future. It's easy to meet." Tang Huan replied, teasing Han Siwei who followed, and finally found this little guy, just as the little cousin Meng Jing said, ling Tao.

Meng Qingguan said to Tang Huan in a low voice, "Your brother-in-law is very stubborn and won't come back for dinner at night, but he said, be with you alone."

It seems that this contradiction is really not small, Tang Huan muttered to himself.

"By the way, a few people asked me to switch and invite you to dinner." Meng Qingguan said the name of the person.

"I am not familiar with them, so I am not in the same circle at all. The so-called eating is not that simple." Tang Huan frowned.

Because he was weak since he was a child, by chance, Tang Huan stayed with his master to practice martial arts in the countryside. He didn't get more contact with the environment of Yenching until he was in college. The social aspect was also a circle of classmates.

"To put it bluntly, I just want to find you to alms for their unit." Meng Qingguan smiled slightly, "Who made you, a billionaire, break through? Of course I want to see if there is a chance to rob capitalists."

Tang Huan waved his hand weakly, saying that according to the historical trajectory, officials would soon be overwhelmed, and there is no need for him to provoke a show.

"Little uncle, you help me filter and block such activities. If you don't have enough time, let your uncle participate. Anyway, he is also free now." Tang Huan decided to stay away without any secret.

Soon, grandfather Han Zhiliang also returned, and the family banquet started lively.

Tang Huan is naturally the center of the topic, and his experience in the past two years is also very legendary. Once the chatter box is opened, everyone will listen with gusto.

After the meal, Han Zhiliang called Tang Huan to the study room and talked about economic topics, which is also his current focus of work. Tang Huan, who is flying around the world sitting on the No. 1 Silicon Valley, has a wide range of knowledge and can be used to provide openness. Reference to the field of view.

Unknowingly, the two grandpa and grandson chatted late, Han Zhiliang waved his hand, let Tang Huan go to rest, and said: "I have seen your schedule. You did a good job. It is really low-key in China. For good, so as not to give people the impression of gang formation."

The old lady picked up the reading glasses and put them on. First, she looked at the photos of Deng Lijun's twins, and she suddenly praised her in surprise, "They turned out to be twins. They are really flattering. When their brothers grow up, they will bring them back for me to see in person ."

However, when the old lady saw the second photo ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Lin Fengjiao's twins, her face was puzzled and she muttered to herself, "How long has this been since?" Photographed, how come it looks different."

Meng Qingguan's facial muscles twitched, urging in a muffled voice, "Then you can take a closer look at the third one."

The old lady Yiyan picked up the third picture and saw Christina's biracial twins.

She was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to have guessed the mystery, so she shook her head, took off the reading glasses, pressed on the photo, and sighed, "Yaoer, the grandson, it makes people uneasy."

Tang Huan chuckled inexplicably, and then hurriedly cast his eyes on the little uncle.

"The old lady thought of your brother-in-law." Meng Qingguan quickly explained, "The last time you went to Shanghai, I asked for a sponsorship from you to support him in building roads. After the funds were in place, this The project did not start successfully. Your brother-in-law has some (to be continued...)

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