At around 2:30 pm, at Hong Kong International Airport, Chang Ning walked off the plane accompanied by Fan Tongshan. Looking at the grand and bold airport, Chang Ning stretched out his waist, took a long breath, and then slapped Fan Tongshan's shoulder like a magic trick, and asked him to put the sunglasses hanging by his pocket in an instant to put on his nose. Then he threw the suit towards Fan Tongshan, shook his head and made a cool posture, and snorted: "Old Fan, let's go."

At the VIP channel, there were a lot of people standing at the airport. The old man in charge was holding a cane. It was Chang Ning's grandfather Fan Dongping.

In front of Chang Ning hurriedly, he gave Fan Dongping a hug, "Grandpa, I am a small proletariat, how dare you help the big bourgeoisie." Fan Dongping smiled and patted Chang Ning's chest with his hands, "Boy, I'm afraid you're lost in this colorful world." Chang Ning shrugged his nose and said, "Grandpa, why am I sniffing, you, the air in your bourgeoisie is not very good." Fan Dongping smiled and said, "Boy, you should wake up, the air here

More freer and more open." Chang Ning said with a straight chest: "Hehe, this young master comes from the great mainland of the motherland. He is brave enough to stand up in Hong Kong this time and defeat various attacks of the bourgeoisie." Fan Dongping leaned on a crutch and pointed at a team of flight attendants walking by not far away, and said with a smile: "My good grandson, can you defeat them?" Chang Ning smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, heroes are sad to pass the beauty, heroes also have children's love. Mr. Fan, don't you want to have a few more great grandsons?"

Fan Dongping smiled and said, "Haha, Mr. Xiao Chang, I want to see if you have the ability." He approached Chang Ning and whispered, "Boy, so far, your performance in that area is the most satisfying for me. Broadcasting is a prosperous harvest."

In addition to a group of people picking up the plane at the exit of the VIP channel, there were more than a dozen reporters taking photos at Changning with "click" and "click". Fan Tongshan said beside Changning: "You are the young master. You are the most attention this time, and you have to show off your character with them."

Chang Ning straightened his chest when he heard this, pretending to be cooler, and followed Fan Dongping calmly.

After the few pick-ups and Fan Tongshan were chatting, Fan Dongping said, "Tongshan, please introduce it to you."

Fan Tongshan pointed at Chang Ning and said, "Everyone, this is Mr. Chang Ning, the young master of our Fan Group."

Everyone bowed slightly to Chang Ning, "Hello, young master" and "Thank you for your hard work". Chang Ning learned what Fan Tongshan taught on the plane and frequently gave him first gifts.

Fan Tongshan pointed at the row of people again and said to Chang Ning, "Young Master, this is Ms. Jin Weiyang, the executive chairman of our Fan Group, this is Ms. Yuan Sibei, the CEO of the company, this is Mr. Jiang Xiping, the CEO of the company, this is Mr. Liu Longting, the CEO of the company, this is Mr. Cheng Zhuanghan, the private lawyer of the chairman, this is Ms. Chen Sisi, the private secretary of the chairman..."

Chang Ning's head was getting bigger, and there was another "Hello, Master", which made him dizzy, but he had to hold his face and nodded constantly. However, his mind was particularly useful. Damn, that was so cool. Once upon a time, the hungry and cold proletariat finally had the opportunity to be the master of the country in front of the bourgeoisie.

At this time, a reporter raised his hand and shouted: "Hello, Mr. Fan Dongping, congratulations on finding your loved ones who have been separated for many years. Can we interview Mr. Chang Ning?"

Fan Dongping turned his head and asked in a low voice with a smile: "Mr. Chang Ning, can you do it?"

Chang Ning shrugged and responded with a firm heart: "Hi, it's a piece of cake. We proletariat are fearless, so you are ready."

Fan Dongping nodded slightly at Fan Tongshan. Fan Tongshan turned around and said loudly to the reporters: "Dear reporters, our Chairman Fan will arrange for Mr. Chang Ning to hold a special press conference. Now, he can only answer three questions, please."

"Mr. Chang Ning, I am a reporter from Wen Wei Po in Hong Kong. What did you think of first when you were traveling to Hong Kong? Are you staying permanently or are you planning to return to the mainland? We know you are a government official in the mainland. What do you think of the joint statement between China and the UK on the Hong Kong issue?"

Chang Ning wanted to laugh, but at this moment he restrained his habit of laughing, pausing for a few seconds, he said, "Mr. Reporter, you asked three questions in one breath, which is very unfair to your colleagues, so I'll just ask one question for you."

"Everyone, I first heard about China and Hong Kong. It was when I was eleven years old. Since then, I thought that one day I must come to Hong Kong to see it. Because this is the place of my motherland, I am not excited now. I feel like visiting my neighbors. As for whether to ask me whether to go back or not, it is obvious. The mainland has a sacred cause that I am willing to fight for for the rest of my life. In addition, I want to declare that I came to Hong Kong as a private person. I am just an ordinary official of the mainland government. I could not answer your last question, but I can still answer you. It is natural for Hong Kong to return. In the near future, we will definitely restore sovereignty over Hong Kong."

Fan Dongping blinked at Chang Ning, saying, "You guy, that's right."

"Mr. Chang Ning, I am a reporter from Ta Kung Pao. May I ask, you are an official of the XX Party in mainland China, but you have the grandfather of a Kuomintang general. What do you think about this?"

"Everyone, I really feel a lot about this and feel inexplicably, but this is actually a very common thing. Mr. Zhang Xueliang's younger brother is a founding general of the People's XX Army. In the not-far away history, there have been several cooperation between the country and the country. I think you can say that I am a misunderstanding in history, or you can think that I am the crystallization of the cooperation between the two parties of the country. This further proves that Taiwan is a family, with blood thicker than water, and all Chinese people in the world are inseparable relatives."

"Mr. Chang Ning, I am a reporter from Ming Pao. Will you inherit and take over the Golden Dragon Group when you come to Hong Kong this time?"

Chang Ning thought to himself, this Hong Kong reporter is so fucking silly, do you still need to ask? Why didn’t I go to Hong Kong to suffer such foreign crimes if I don’t target my grandfather’s billions of property?

"Mr. Reporter, this is a sensitive issue and a private matter of our family. Please forgive me for not giving any advice for the time being. I heard that Fan Group is a municipal company. I hope that Fan Group's stock will rise and then I will tell you."

At this time, Fan Tongshanqian said: "Mr. Chang Ning is tired from traveling and needs to go home to rest. If you have any questions, you can go to the press conference and see you goodbye."

Chang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and when he got into the car, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, did you not embarrass you?"

Fan Dongping snorted, "What's there to be told? I'm leaving my grandson with my career, who dares to say anything?"

"Hehe, don't think I'm a countryman. If you don't give me a legal document, I dare not talk nonsense." Chang Ning smiled sly, "Besides, my current identity cannot be publicly accepted by you."

Fan Dongping also laughed, "Haha, little brat, are you pretty good at it?"

Chang Ning said with a saliva: "Grandpa, Hong Kong is a good place. It's not easy for me to come here, but I have to have a good time. I don't have a penny now. Give me money quickly."

Fan Dongping smiled and said, "Okay, if you want as much as you want, I will ask you Uncle Tongshan for it."

Chang Ning said to Fan Tongshan in the front seat: "Old Fan, give me 100,000 Hong Kong dollars first, I want to play gambling first."

Fan Tongshan smiled and said, "Young Master, Hong Kong's bet horses are from September to June of the following year. It's really time for you to come. Don't worry, I will take you there another day, so let's see the ability of the Iron Mouth God Summons Xiaobanxian."

Chang Ning suddenly felt excited, "Haha, what's that? Let's go to the Macau casino someday, you can prepare the money first."

Fan Dongping smiled and scolded: "Boy, you know everything, you are the proletariat. I think you are the bourgeoisie. The xx party should clear you out of the party."

Chang Ning looked out the car window and said with a sensation: "We proletariat are revolutionaries and we know how to enjoy it. Why not use your bourgeois money to enjoy it?"

Fan Dongping smiled and said, "Okay, we have something to say first. As long as you complete the things I arranged honestly, you can play whatever you want in the rest of the time."

"Haha, one word is determined," Chang Ning said happily, "Old Fan, please bring a few newspapers tomorrow. I want to see how the bourgeoisie evaluates me, a righteous Communist Party, haha."

An hour later, in the large living room of the Fan family, Chang Ning took Chang Xiujuan's hand, looked left and right, and then started to nag again, "Tsk tsk, my mom, I'm not going to be a woman for three days, look at her with admiration, why are you getting younger and younger?"

Chang Xiujuan was wearing a purple cheongsam, with a ladylike demeanor. She smiled and patted Chang Ning on the shoulder, while placing her mouth behind him.

Chang Ning turned around, and the row of servants bent down neatly and shouted: "Hello, young master."

"Yeah, okay, okay, you guys are good too." Chang Ning responded mechanically. He usually asked for this trick the most, but now there was nothing he could do. He was a young master and he had to make this statement. The Fan family had many servants, chefs, gardeners, and miscellaneous tasks, drivers and bodyguards, and there were thirty or forty people. Chang Ning thought to himself, the days of the bourgeoisie are so filthy.

Chang Xiujuan took Chang Ning to the backyard of the Fan family villa. Du Qiulan's mother Xu Hexin was standing at the door of the yard, looking at him with a smile on her face.

Chang Ning greeted her embarrassedly and hurriedly pushed the door open and entered.

In the small pavilion in the yard, there were three deformed women sitting, wearing fat pajamas, holding their big belly with their hands, and were smiling at the stupid Chang Ning.
Chapter completed!