After that, Zhang Liuqi went to the borders of the people of war, where he went to the "Thousand Mile No Manland" to command the construction works of Xi Qingdong's loss.
As soon as he got off the plane, Crippled Police's fair face bumped into Zhang Liuqi's line of sight.
When did this deserter from the team ofologists arrive at the borders of the people of war?
What did he come here for?
Zhang Liuqi opened the back cover of the taxi and loaded it with Li Che.
Then, he entered the car.Zhang Liuqi opened the door and stepped forward with one leg.
Zhang Liuqi was stunned."Where are you going?" Zhang Liuqi asked in shock.Crippled Police said, "Of course we should find a place to stay first."Crippled Public Security arrived at the guesthouse of the soldiers who were fighting on the border.
He pulled his luggage and walked up the stairs.
Then, he turned around and waved at Zhang Liuqi.At this moment, Zhang Liuqi suddenly remembered Crippled Public Security, but Crippled Public Security had already arrived in front of the service station.
From that moment on, they had all arrived at the western border of the country.
Crippled Public Security had become the boss, and Zhang Liuqi had become the commander in one of Qingshan's construction districts.Zhang Liuqi didn't give an answer to Crippled Public Security's strange movements: Crippled Public Security had a long period of experience, but one thing was certain: Crippled Public Security, who was already over 50 years old, had long lost the wild nature of his military hat.
As a result, there was even a rumor that Crippled Public Security went to fight against his people.
Crippled Public Security sought out his fighting father; he was a Soviet expert in the Soviet Union in the 50s.But Zhang Liuqi couldn't tell.
Since Crippled Public Security's father was a native of war, and his mother was Chinese, and Crippled Public Security didn't have any hybrid characteristics at all, it made people think that the son of Jiangnan, who was rumored to be the son of a great hero in the Great Plains White Tower, was...Zhang Liuqi decided to take a taxi to the northern part of the country's border, Caleywood Lake.
At that location, Zhang Liuqi saw Crippled Public Security.
Crippled Public Security and several tourist agencies on the border of the country stood by the lakeside.
Crippled Public Security wore a red baseball cap and had his hands on his hips.Zhang Liuqi got out of the car and slowly walked towards him.
Thinking about it, he really wanted to take a look.
Crippled Public Security was the son of a famous hero, or he was a commoner of war.
However, he didn't succeed.
Just as Zhang Liuqi was about to get close to him, Crippled Public Security suddenly turned around and pointed at him.A rather aged face made Zhang Liuqi notice the faint freckles around his eyes.Crippled Public Security stretched out his hand and said, "I knew you would come.
You really came!""What do you mean by that?" Zhang Liuqi asked in astonishment.Crippled Public Security nodded slightly.
"It's a long story."Then, Crippled Public Security put his hands on his hips again and squinted his eyes.
"I won't hide it from you.
I've always wanted to make a name for myself in that dukedom."Zhang Liuqi listened to Crippled Public Security and finished speaking.Crippled Police took off his baseball cap and held it in his hand, "Think about it.
I wanted to go out when I was Qing Zhiqing, but I still wanted to get out when I wanted to do geologists.
In the end, I still returned."Crippled Public Security put on his baseball cap and turned around to face Zhang Liuqi, "Zhang Liuqi, let me introduce you.
These are the Ox-Demon Kings of Zhang Liuqi's natives.
They're from the tourist agency." Zhang Liuqi reached out his hand without missing a beat, and the blood in each hand was so hot.The sound of high-speed airships resounded from the lagoon on the borders of the fighting race.
They all looked in the direction of the sound.
In the clear blue lake water, a small red-and-white boat swung from the edge of the lake.
On the boat sat several fighting folk and the Crippled Ox-Demon, who waved at them.Zhang Liuqi felt that the purpose of this trip was to see the real face of Crippled Public Security.
Crippled Public Security also admitted the truth, but what else?
However, Zhang Liuqi still didn't see any signs of him claiming to be a war folk.
It seemed that Crippled Public Security was more like a man of the underworld.."Sixty seven, do you want to put your story on TV?" they asked as they walked on the grass by the lake.Zhang Liuqi pondered for a while and said, "Forget it, it's boring.
It's all fake for me to write 'Long live Mao Zhuxi' on the cliff."Crippled Punk was completely stunned.
Was it possible that Zhang Liuqi had given the Zhiqing and the others a low profile on a winter night?
Zhang Liuqi said, "That's true.
The current Zhang Liuqi is real."Was Zhang Liuqi's words true?
The Northern Jiang was slightly rusty, probably because people rarely came.So many years had passed, and the so-called Zhang Liuqi incident that had erupted in the past ended with an unclear truth.
Zhang Liuqi decided to put on a TV advertisement and look for Li Dahan.
In the end, he left his cell phone number: 13776378Roughly seven days later, a self-proclaimed Li Dahan called and said that he was the same Li Dahan from back then.
He said that we could meet at the right side of the square on Chongqing Yang Jiaping's pedestrian street.
Li Dahan held a newspaper in his hand that day.
The time was around 10 a.m.
on Sunday.Zhang Liuqi went alone.
When he slowly approached the chair, he was stunned: It really was Li Dahan and a middle-aged man that he had met before.
Both Li Dahan and that person were wearing brand new suit, and Li Dahan had a red flag on his chest.
He smiled and immediately reached out to shake Zhang Liuqi's hand.Li Dahan introduced, "I don't know him.
This is Crippled Public Security!"Zhang Liuqi looked at it for a while and immediately recalled.
He immediately hugged Crippled Policeman, "Zhao Gongan..."Li Dahan said, "His surname is Qian, not Zhao Gongan.
He's a hero scouting our company!"Zhang Liuqi asked Li Dahan, "Then your surname isn't Li either, right?"Li Dahan laughed heartily, "Of course my surname isn't Li!"After Li Dahan made a report that "his attitude decides everything", all the members of the motorbike company in Li Dahan's company were greatly encouraged.Li Dahan received a phone call saying that there was a optical spy shop in the city that released a CD.
The topic was 'Appearing the Age of Knowledge: VictoriousLi Dahan immediately picked up the phone and said to me, "Get me three sets right now.
I want to study them myself!"After putting down his phone, Li Dahan called again, "Buy five sets!
We'll meet up with the middle-level officials tomorrow at the latest!"On this day, the sky was blue and the ground was blue as well.
Only the blanket on the bed was the color of the Ox Devil King.At around nine o'clock in the morning, Niu Mowang, who was running business, walked into a palm-sized photocopier shop under Yang Jiaping's Silverlight Stockade.
Niu Mowang had left the sugar tobacco and alcohol company to rest and received a so-called refund fee of 400 yuan per month.
Niu Mowang was a Guild Leader in the factory, and when he left the factory, Niu Mowang was crying and weeping.
He couldn't bear to part with him.There was nothing you could do.
Whether you were willing or unwilling, all state-run factories were like this.
Niu Mowang began to run business for a company and earn some congee money.
The running business was mainly done by photocopier companies' promotional materials.As soon as Niu Mowang came closer, he saw that there was a person who was making copies of the advertisement materials.This person was none other than Niu Mowang, who had worked together and worked with his developer later on.
Niu Mowang had a huge stack of photocopies.
Niu Mowang asked in an inquisitive tone, "Brother, what kind of business do you have?" Then, Niu Mowang asked, "Brother, do you have any information?
Where did you get rich?" Niu Mowang carried a large leather bag on his back and hung it to his heel.
Niu Mowang's face was red from the plateau, and his accent clearly came from the red region of Mount Dashan.
His voice was slightly shy, "Do you also have some information?".Niu Mowang's photocopied information was incredibly tall.
Niu Mowang asked in an inquisitive tone, "Brother, what kind of business do you have?" Of course, this wasn't what Niu Mowang meant.
Niu Mowang asked, "Brother print the information!
Where did you get rich?" Niu Mowang carried a large leather bag on his back and hung it to the back of his heel.
Niu Mowang's face was covered in red, and his accent clearly came from the red regions of the Barren Mountains.

His voice was somewhat bashful, "Do you also print the information?"Weizi's name was 'Flying White'.
It was just that they were familiar with each other, so Niu Mowang naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity, "Teacher's doing movies and television!"It was because they saw Li Dahan's handprints on television, screens, locations, and production crews.
Li Dahan's handprinted information was about the Southern Hill Spring chickens.
It read that the spring chickens were one of the largest brands in the entire world.
Chongqing was a city with mountains and rivers, so we had to grasp this speciality.
There was also the fact that Chongqing's Fang dialect didn't appear in the film.
The reason was that even though Sichuan's Fang dialect understood it, it was hard to put it to words, especially when it was pronunciation.
It was no different from the roars of ancients when they fought and stormed away with swords....Li Dahan printed a document about the Southern Hill Spring chicken.
It read that the spring chicken was one of the largest brands in the world.
Chongqing was a mountain city with mountains and rivers, so we had to grasp this trait.
Also, Chongqing's prescription was not to come.
The reason was that even though Sichuan's dialect understood it, it was hard to speak, especially with some pronunciation.
It was no different from the roars of ancient people when they rushed away with swords...After running around several times in a row, Niu Mowang found himself enjoying the scenery.
It wasn't because of his merits, but rather because of his footposts.
He told Niu Mowang that Li Dahan was much older than you.
One day, he picked up his bag, got into the elevator, and then went down the elevator.
The lights upstairs and downstairs lit up.
He picked up Big Brother's big (now mobile phone), sat down on a low crawl (little motorcycle), and ate a table handkerchief (baby) and smoked an old cigar (Yuxi).Great!Li Dahan rolled around at Chongqing, and Li Dahan said I was 50 years behind.
Niu Mowang said I was 40 years behind.
Li Dahan said that in a few more days, his grandson would be 100,000 years later.That night, Niu Mowang returned to the unit's building.
They lived on the first floor.
Niu Mowang said that he wanted to see a patch of green outside the window every day.
His wife placed a pot of flowers on the bedside of the two of them, and they were called rich and precious.Although the factory wasn't doing well, they still had to eat.
The night sky was dark, and half a month was in the sky.
Half a month was in the sky, and half a month was on the ground.
It wasn't like the fifteen moons were shining on the bed.
At this time, Niu Mowang turned on the sound.
A moment later, soft music began to play in the room, and a song called 'Liang Zhu' flowed down from a coconut tree in the room.The two of them lay on the soft bed with their hands on their heads and closed their eyes.
They fell asleep as if they were intoxicated by nature.Spiritual life is the foundation of material life said this.It was the evening of spring when the rain began to fall.
Niu Mowang lay down on his bed and sensed something.
He quietly walked out and saw a person standing outside his window.
Niu Mowang didn't go up to him and reprimanded him.
Instead, he observed him carefully for a long time and discovered that this person didn't have any special intentions.
It was as if he was intoxicated by the sound of "Liang Zhu".When this man left, Niu Mowang sent him off into the distance.The famous 'Two Butterflies' came after the even more famous 'Outside the window'.
There was a legend standing outside the window, not drifting.
Originally, it was very interesting outside the window, but now that the two butterflies were flying outside the window, wasn't this even more interesting?
There were many people mixed with sleepiness and warmth of sleepless nights, bringing with them too many local rain and demonic Ox King's feelings.At the same time, did A Paqi's helicopter look like a butterfly?odious kite.
I'll have my fair fingers!
The distant shadow made the Ox Demon King stand tall for a long time.
I'll give you a red leaf.She left the window and slowly walked away.
She remembered Pan Jinlian's words in the Legend of the Water Marid, "Flowing Jade, Flower Enlightenment, Fragrant Beauty," and the words "Secret Liangxiaofua's Enlightenment" here were extremely shocking to Baoyu's advice.
It clearly showed his love for Baoyu, and Liangxiao also stated that the time was at night.
Flowers meant the surname of the attacker, the surname of the attacker, and the name of the flower.
The topic of the explanation was the story, and it was the meaning of persuading Baoyu."It's a long and peaceful day," followed by a saying that was correct.
The main thing was that Baoyu had fallen sick in order to prevent Daiyu from sleeping at dinner, so he had made up a story about Lin Daiyu.It was as if they were talking about the relationship between the two of them.
The sun showed that the story had taken place in the middle of the afternoon, and Yu had the names of the two of them in the dark.
Shenxiang was one of the snippets of Baoyu's story.This was the miraculous transformation of our Chinese people.
It was just like many predictions: "Emperorism and all rebel factions are paper tigers." Who said this wasn't the old brothel in Sichuan?!"Cook a pot of life and drink some sweetness, please open our lives." It was the very beginning of a literary journal, and it was worth playing with, and a long time too long to let it go.
So I thought of today's market.
Insiders say the market is a pair of invisible hands, a multitude of unseen fathers and villagers, and the market is our parents' clothing and food.When Zhang Ruimin thought about how Hai'er's market was developing in China, he had a conversation with Daiwei Weisikatongleisi, the chief executive of the North American market, about how Chinese products could enter the American market.Kate said meaningfully, "If you want to achieve your goal and if the quality of your products is too high, you'll have to put it down first.
If you need it the most, you'll have to put it in your pocket!
As for Zhang Ruimin, if you don't want to be eaten by wolves in the market competition, then you'll become a wolf."What was the market?
We only knew that it was invisible hands, clothing, and parents.
One day, I stared at a high-level factory leader.
When I recalled a part of our friendship, I deeply felt the spirit, appearance, and substance of China's major corporations.The interior of the country's economy was filled with each other, as well as each other's elbows.
They were warm and considerate to each other.In the middle of the 80s of the 20th century, I had seen one scene: a veteran talking to a young woman, and the two of them tearing up as they talked.
The scene was very touching.
Many years had passed, and I often remembered the expression of the old man talking to the heart.Under the deep leaves of apricot trees, the two of them were the best witnesses to their conversation.Now, the silver almond tree had become a landmark, a symbol of longing for lovers.
Remember, this almond tree stood on this country's land for a hundred years.
This was a super-large-scale company with a history of 150 years.
It was still standing on this land, with deep leaves growing year by year.The silver tree was still there, but we couldn't find the comrades who had been looking for people to talk to, and no one knew where they had gone.
The senior female staff member had left us, but her voice and smile were deep in the years.It was a representative of millions and millions of people.
However, the market was eternal, and people were eternal.The workshop director, Li Dahan, passed away in the summer 2006 and his only last request was to meet his old comrade in the secret workshop.
Li Dahan held onto the hands of several old comrades who loved you not to be lonely.
Tears flowed down his cheeks.
Li Dahan explained that because he had messed up too much, his heart had suffered a great deal.
He often couldn't sleep at night, and he had become addicted to sleeping pills.
In the end, he had died of drug poisoning.
Thus, he responded with a famous phrase, "Listening is a virtue, a kind of chest."If you think you are virtuous, I believe you know how to be tolerant.Yes.
"In the long journey, in front of the light window, you gave me a red leaf, a warm and caring one..."(The entire book is finished)