super agricultural empire

() Yu Wufeng’s penguin doesn’t have many friends, most of them are middle school classmates, and the others are strangers who don’t know each other. They were added casually when he first applied for Penguin, but unexpectedly, it’s been ten years since he started using Penguin again. after.

The avatars of the students in the friend column are all gray. I don't know if they are invisible or not online. It is past nine o'clock in the evening, so it is supposed to not be so early to rest.

Yu Wufeng clicked on the special grouping column. Her profile picture was also gray. On the lower right corner of the profile picture, a yellow five-pointed star showed that the space had been updated. Yu Wufeng clicked it nervously.

In the penguin space with simple and fresh decoration, there are diary notes of ten years of mood, more than [-] signatures, and more than [-] life photos. people's longing and waiting.

Ten years, what she thinks, what she waits for, is it still me?

Yu Wufeng was a little dazed. He closed the browser and opened the only penguin group. This group was created by the class leader when he graduated. There are more than [-] students in total. At the beginning, their class was the key class of the school, so there are fewer students than other standard classes. All a little more.

The members of the group are all real-name. Yu Wufeng looked at each name, and only a few people were online. They were all classmates with ordinary relationships. They didn’t have much contact with each other. It’s been ten years. For the old classmates in middle school, there is a feeling of familiarity and strangeness .

Yu Wufeng thought for a while, and he still greeted everyone in the group, set the penguin to be online, and knocked on the dialog box with a crackling sound.

"Old classmates, good evening, I'm back."

After Yu Wufeng sent the message, he waited for 2 minutes, saw that no one replied, and then closed the dialog box. He thought he hadn't contacted him for ten years, and his classmates were really strangers.

Yu Wufeng was about to turn off the penguin to rest, when the icon flickered for a while, and the avatar, which was gray just now, was now brightened up.

The classmate whose head flashed was Wang Xiaofei. In the third year of high school, he lived with another classmate Zhang Yang. They rented a house outside the school together, and they were at the front and back desks. The relationship between Yu Wufeng and them was a very iron triangle.Just like the friendship between Zhang Guoli and their Iron Triangle in the film and television industry.

"Crazy. Are you back? Do you still know who I am?"

"Little flying knife."

"You're really back, lunatic. After all, we haven't seen each other for ten years."

"I just came back, and now I'm staying in a hotel near Rongcheng North Station, and I'll go home early tomorrow morning."

"It's been ten years since I saw you make a fuss. I can't believe it. What kind of soldier are you? Do you take a vacation once every ten years?"

"Hey, what can I do? The army is strictly controlled. I'm not on vacation. I'm retired."

"Retired from the army? How to arrange for changing jobs?"

"I applied for early retirement, but the organization will not arrange it."

"Then what are your plans when you come back?"

"I'm going to come back and contract some land and other things." Yu Wufeng typed out this message, touched the 10.36mm diameter bullet on his chest, thoughtfully, the road ahead is destined to be extraordinary.

"Farming? Crazy man, don't be kidding. After all, you've been a soldier for ten years, and you're going home to be a farmer?" Wang Xiaofei couldn't believe it.

"Little Feidao, I'm not joking. If there is anything that bothers you then, I ask you for help. Don't refuse."

"Madman, what's the relationship between us? You're so polite. It's just a matter of one word."

"How about Zhang Yang? Let's get together when we have a chance."

"He..."

Yu Wufeng sat in front of the computer, typing various characters on the keyboard quickly, and before he knew it, he chatted with Wang Xiaofei for more than an hour, and it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

"Madman, let me tell you something." Wang Xiaofei changed the subject.

"Little Feidao, which song are you singing?"

"Liu, you won't forget her?"

"Ha ha, what happened?"

"She is still single, but there are many suitors, madman, you have to seize the opportunity."

"Well, let's talk about it. After all, we haven't seen each other for ten years. After ten years, we've all grown up, and people change."

"That's right. It's really hard to say about the relationship. You should understand what happened back then. Hehe, I'm still working overtime here. Let's talk when I have time. Don't forget to get in touch."

"Well, I understand. Okay, let's talk."

Yu Wufeng quit Little Penguin, and his thoughts went back to ten years ago.

There are still one hundred days until the college entrance examination.

"Let's break up." She said to him in the classroom corridor.

"Why? Aren't we fine? Falling in love is a matter between two people." He looked at her blankly.

"Falling in love is a matter between two people, but breaking up only needs to be said by one person." After she finished speaking, she walked into the classroom without looking back.

At the end of the college entrance examination, she was admitted to Waijiang Teachers College, but he failed.

One hundred days after the college entrance examination, the day when the university opened, high school classmates reunited.

"Wu Feng, I'll talk to you, I'll wait for you at the old place." She found him and said.

"Chatting is a matter between two people, and it's up to me whether to listen or not." He raised his eyes and said.

"you……"

Yu Wufeng turned off the computer. Ten years ago, we were still very young. After so many years, is she still doing well?

She is still single.

She has many suitors.

Crazy, you have to seize the opportunity.

If some misunderstandings are not resolved, then the happiness of a lifetime will be missed.

Yu Wufeng put this aside in advance, thinking about what happened when he just arrived in Rongcheng today, and sorting it out at this moment, he always felt a little strange. Why is that guy named Wang Mingsheng dressed in ordinary clothes, but he is a big manager, and he is so enthusiastic about himself? It's sending business cards and introducing jobs.

Judging from the situation in the station at that time, now that I think about it, the two policemen at the station who checked their ID cards seemed to be targeting me especially.Could it be that Wang Mingsheng wants to confirm his identity as a soldier, but what if his ID card has not expired?Then what can he find out?The place of household registration is of no use to him.

Yu Wufeng took out the business card and looked again. The headquarters of Jinke Security Technology Co., Ltd. is located at No. 388, Huake North Road, Waijiang City. He arrived in the same urban area as himself. Maybe he was thinking too much. These are just coincidences.

However, more attention must be paid to this matter.

I'm going home tomorrow, and I don't know what's going on at home, are my parents okay, their hair is gray, how's their body, how's my sister's academic performance, whether the house has been renovated...

- Thinking about it, Yu Wufeng gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Yu Wufeng got up early and put on a set of clean and tidy summer uniforms, without epaulettes, and wearing a straight military uniform, he looked heroic and full of vigor. A javelin with an upright pole.

Yu Wufeng left early, and the receptionist at the front desk hadn't changed his shift yet. The little girl's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that the newly dressed soldier brother was the same rustic veteran in labor protection uniform yesterday.

Looking at this handsome young man in front of her, the female receptionist's eyes sparkled, and she wished she could take a photo with him with her newly bought Love Crazy 5.However, the guests who came to check out one after another left her with no time to spare, so she watched Yu Wufeng leave with some reluctance.

Yu Wufeng looked as usual. After checking out, he came to the street with simple luggage. He bought fried dough sticks and soy milk at the roadside stall and ate them as he walked. He walked to the bus stop and just finished eating when the bus came.

Yu Wufeng studied the road map last night. In ten years, the urban construction and renovation of Rongcheng, the capital of Tianfu Province, has changed a lot. The traffic route is completely different from ten years ago. The way to go home is not to go to Hehuachi Station again, but to Go to Rongcheng East Station to take a bus, which is one of the inter-provincial high-passenger hub centers in the province.

Go to the ticket window to buy a ticket to Changlong County. After passing the security check, Yu Wufeng takes the ticket to the ticket gate and enters the station to get on the train. The operation hours of the high-passenger station are from 8:16 am to [-]:[-] pm, and there is a bus every half an hour.

Yu Wufeng calculated the time just right, not long after arriving at the station, the first bus will leave in 10 minutes.

10 minute later.

The Tianfu Express high-passenger bus from Rongcheng to Changlong slowly drove out of the Rongcheng East Station, passed the Sanyuan Overpass, and drove onto the Rongchang Expressway, and the speed began to gradually increase.

Yu Wufeng sat by the window, looking at the green mountains and green waters in the distance, full of anticipation in his heart.

……

The sun at [-] o'clock in the morning is full of vigor, and the red face is exposed from the valleys. The wide surface of the Tuojiang River is shimmering with sparkling light, and Waijiang City welcomes another sunny day.

Wang Mingsheng came to Jinke Building early in the morning, stood on the top of the building, and looked at the rising sun on the top of the mountain in the distance. This is his habit for many years. In Waijiang City, as long as it is sunny, he will be on the roof of the company. On the table, he focused on the red sun rising in the east, with complex expressions in his eyes.

"Mr. Wang, you call." Yang Jun took Wang Mingsheng's Nokia 1100 and opened the access door on the roof, and said.

"Xiao Yang, didn't I tell you, why did you forget, don't bother me at this time." Wang Mingsheng was a little angry.

"Mr. Wang, it's Rongcheng Police Officer Chen's call." Yang Jun said cautiously, "I've called you three times. He may have something urgent to call you."

"Bring it here quickly." Wang Mingsheng stopped looking at the red sun and walked straight to Yang Jun.

Wang Mingsheng answered the phone and jokingly said, "Oh, Lao Chen, it's not because you called me so early to ask for a drink."

"Old Wang, we have been friends for so many years, don't you still understand me? You still make jokes like this." Chen Jianhua sounded a little angry, but then he changed the subject and said, "But, of course, good wine is indispensable. .”

"Well, of course, Lao Chen, you called me in such a hurry, did something happen over there?" Wang Mingsheng asked tentatively.

"There is no problem, that's what happened. The person you asked me to check yesterday was the one named Yu Wufeng. After he fell asleep, I remembered that his soldier's card was red. That's what happened. I Let me tell you." Chen Jianhua weighed his words over there.

"As far as I know, the soldier's card is green. The officer's card is red."

"I also know this. The strange thing is that Yu Wufeng's soldier's card is red, not a veteran's card."

"Didn't you still say it was a veteran's certificate yesterday? What's going on?" Wang Mingsheng asked suspiciously.

"I think his situation may not be something you can handle. It's better not to recruit him." Chen Jianhua suggested.

"Old Chen, you know, the purpose of my Jinke security is to recruit a large number of outstanding veterans. Yu Wufeng is not an ordinary soldier."

"You take care of it yourself, I'm going to work here, so hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Mingsheng fell into deep thought.