Chapter 255 Retreat and Practicality

"Why are you on the phone again? Are you so busy with business?" Ren Xiaorou came over with a pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms, just in time to see Fan Wubing on the phone, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, I'm just rushing." Fan Wubing hung up the phone and was about to prepare for a direct flight to Beijing.

This time, if you want to have a direct dialogue with the top leaders, you have to prepare carefully, otherwise, it will appear that you are not worthy of your reputation.

The freshman military training task in the department has been completed, and the school will officially start soon, but Fan Wubing will definitely not be able to attend class on time this time, so he has to continue to pretend to be sick. Back, it won’t take long, if it’s really not possible, let Tong Xiaoyun help her communicate with the department, and it’s over after completing a leave application procedure. As for whether they are allowed to leave or not, it’s the second thing, anyway, my own people have already gone to Beijing by then.

Fortunately, there are many flights from Shanghai to Beijing, and it is not the peak season, so I bought a ticket at 4:00 pm. After Fan Wubing finished his meal, he boarded the plane and flew directly to Beijing.

After six o'clock, Fan Wubing was already at the Beijing airport.

Originally, the older sister Fan Ting received the news that Fan Wubing was coming to Beijing, so she and her secretary and driver Wang Xuyun drove over to pick up the plane. Who knew that Fan Wubing just came over, the three of them said a few words, and there was A few men in military uniforms came over, showed Fan Wubing their IDs, and said, "Mr. Fan, we have been ordered to pick up the plane. Please, Mr. Fan, come with us."

Fan Wubing confessed to Fan Ting, and then asked several soldiers, "Where is your car?"

"We'll know when we get there." The man's tone was tight and he didn't reveal anything.

Fan Wubing followed those people and walked a few steps, came to the opposite apron, entered a warehouse, saw a small helicopter parked inside, and no other vehicles.

"Are we sitting here?" Fan Wubing asked.

The soldier nodded. Then two soldiers drove the helicopter. //// Several other people directly press the control button. Open the roof of the hangar. The sky was revealed. After the helicopter starts. Soon flew out of the hangar. Flew westward all the time.

Fan Wubing only heard the rumbling voice and thought. Underfoot are large stretches of buildings and crops. You can see Chang'an Avenue very clearly. There are also landmark buildings such as the Temple of Heaven. I don't know how long it took to fly. Finally came to a building complex on the side of the mountain forest. He found a clearing and stopped.

There are many fallen leaves on the ground. When it was landed by the helicopter, it was swept up by the huge wind and flew up.

Until Fan Wubing waited and jumped down. There are also some leaves flying in the air.

Jiang Lue's secretary is waiting for Fan Wubing here. Although he had never met Fan Wubing face to face. However, a lot of relevant information has been received. I have seen a lot of photos and video materials. So go straight up. Take Fan Wubing over. Said on the side. "Minister Jiang is having a meeting inside. Let me pick you up. Wait for the chairman to meet you alone. For a while. You can also go and listen to them."

"Me? Listen to their meeting?!" Fan Wubing was stunned. I said in my heart that you are too flattering me, right? This is the place for meetings. At least only members of the Central Committee are eligible to attend. What am I? Just a rich man. Add modifiers at most. It's just a young college freshman who is full of bullshit in his body. It's just that this college freshman has a huge wealth of hundreds of billions of dollars in his hands.

Think about it this way. Fan Wubing couldn't help but take another look at the role of money. Who said money is like dirt? There are no more than two kinds of people who say this. One is that there is a lot of money. The kind of super rich man who has no place to store his troubles. The other is the poor guy who has never made any money.

If I don't have so much money, I am a little kid, can go in and out of this kind of place, and can also attend the small meetings of these central officials? It's just an idiot's dream!

However, Jiang Lue's secretary explained, "This meeting is a retreat. It does not involve political and military decisions. It is for the leaders to talk about the international situation in the recent period of time, and to make suggestions on the domestic economic situation. Just some opinions, Mr. Fan is a person who has great influence on the world economy, of course he is qualified to attend."

oh. It turned out to be such a thing! Fan Wubing understood now, and thought he was very generous. But there is still this kind of inside story. It seems that people are thinking about themselves or have some unique views on the economy, right?

That being the case, Fan Wubing didn't want to be pretentious anymore, he walked in openly, only to see six guards in plain clothes guarding the door, each with their sun bulges, obviously they are masters of both internal and external cultivation , even stronger than the Zhongnanhai masters I met before.

However, Fan Wubing's vision and skill at this time are unfathomable. He has been practicing indiscriminately since he was born, and he has always been a congenital master. , he is a god of progress, he is already very restrained at this time, and ordinary masters can't discover his details at all.

And these people in front of them are nothing more than masters of the day after tomorrow. External kung fu practice may be passable, but in terms of quality, the gap with Fan Wubing is not the slightest bit.

Fan Wubing nodded to the six people and walked straight inside. A man in casual clothes stretched out his hand and blocked Fan Wubing's way. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

As if he didn't see it, Fan Wubing's posture didn't change at all, he stretched out his hand and lightly flicked the man's arm, then pushed him aside, his body turned like a spinning top three times before stopping down.

The rest of the five people turned pale with shock. The six of them are senior brothers who studied under Shaolin monks. It was unbelievable how messed up it was.

So the six people acted quickly, forming a formation to surround Fan Wubing in the middle.

"Shaolin Five Patriarchs Capture Formation? It's a pity that there are six of you!" Fan Wubing looked at their movements, and found that they were a bit like the movies he had seen. He couldn't help laughing, and rushed forward. personal center.

The six of them didn't believe in evil, and thought how powerful such a brat could be? Everyone knew how to use hands and feet, and attacked from different directions. This is the periphery of the long meeting, so it is not easy to kill, so when they came up, they were good at capturing Fan Wubing.

However, Fan Wubing's movements were very strange. After his body reached the formation, he suddenly became shorter, as if he had melted away, and disappeared from everyone's eyes. When he found him, he had already arrived in the meeting room. The door, pushed the door and entered.

A casual dress was about to rush inside, but was stopped by the senior brother, "Forget it, we don't control the inside."

Fan Wubing just went inside, and found that two old men, one fat and one thin, were sitting here playing chess, and it was actually Go, which happened to block his way.

Although these two are a bit older, they look like immortals. Fan Wubing understood at a glance that these two are heirs of Taoism, and their elegant style is There are similarities with myself.

"Well, two seniors, I want to go in and listen to other people's meetings. Wouldn't it be nice for you to stop here?" Fan Wubing hates monks, and naturally he also hates monks' lay disciples, so he doesn't leave any room for the six casual men outside. Face, but I have some connections with the Taoist school, so naturally it is not good to force it, especially these two seem to be more able to pretend, who knows if they have real kung fu? It would be a little embarrassing if I missed it.

However, when the two old men were disturbed by Fan Wubing, they were quite immobile, they turned a deaf ear, turned a blind eye, and didn't react at all, just staring at the black and white chess pieces on the board.

Fan Wubing said in his heart that if you don't open your mouth and don't speak, I won't do it? So he walked up, stretched out his hand and swipe, disrupting the chess game, hehe, no one can pretend to be confused now.

The thinner old man laughed immediately when he saw this, pointed to the fatter old man and said, "Haha! I told you not to act cool, but you didn't listen. Like a foolish boy, when he saw you pretending to be aggressive, he stood there obediently and waited for you to finish this game of chess?"

The fatter old man said sadly, "The world is going down, people's hearts are not old!"

Then the two old men removed the chessboard and made way for Fan Wubing.

"You won't stop me?" Fan Wubing suddenly felt a little curious.

These two old men are obviously very skilled, why did they let them go without even making a single move?

"You are a guest, what do we stop you for? We are just old men looking for a place to play chess." The thinner old man replied confidently.

Fan Wubing shook his head, thinking who are these people! It is estimated that the six people outside were just irritated and wanted to show off others, but they just kicked the iron plate. I am not the kind of persimmon that is easy to pinch!

Fan Wubing pushed open the second door. There were about a dozen people in the discussion. Everyone was relaxed and spoke casually. However, when they happened to mention some economic matters, there were quite big differences. Surprised by the difference in official ranks.

It seems that this is really a retreat, otherwise it would not be this way.

"I think the current pace is a bit too fast, and what is showing up temporarily is only inflation derived from economic overheating, but if there is no improvement, next year or the year after that, I am afraid that there will be an economic crisis." A somber old man Said so to everyone.