Rebirth of Xiangjiang: Across the World

Chapter 378 Sudden Accidents

Early the next morning, Zheng Yaoyang came to the Banshan villa, had breakfast and went to the mainland with his grandfather.

There are not only vehicles with bodyguards accompanying them, but also several plain-looking trucks that actually contain heaven and earth.

There are necessary equipment for rescue, as well as relevant first aid experts, who are on call at any time in case of accidents.

Secretary Liu arrived at the gate early in the morning, and the mayor will go directly to the hotel when the time comes, and he is now in charge of reception.

Zheng Yaoyang asked his assistant to tell Secretary Liu that only the things loaded in the truck can pass the customs smoothly.

They were also worried that Bao Yugang had an accident.

The hotel opened on time at eleven o'clock, and Secretary Liu invited them to go to the reception to take a rest first.

Grandpa looked at a bustling street not far away: "Yaoyang, let's get out of the car and walk."

Zheng Yaoyang took out the wheelchair from the carriage, and the grandfather looked at the secretary of the mayor: "Secretary Liu, where is this place?"

"Mr. Bao's place is Dongmen Old Street, which was formed in the middle of the Ming Dynasty and has a history of hundreds of years."

Although Pengcheng is a small fishing village, it also has the most famous market in the coastal area, which can also be called a market.

It can be said that there was Dongmen Old Street first, followed by Pengcheng Town, and today's Pengcheng Special Economic Zone.

The urban area of ​​Pengcheng is Dongmen Old Street, and it is also based on this point to develop in all directions.

Food and snacks, mechanical parts, and commodities from all over the world, it can be said that there are thousands of merchants gathered here.

Secretary Liu introduced with a smile: "Last year, the turnover of this street reached 6.2 million yuan."

"The scale is really not small."

Grandpa was sitting in a wheelchair, and Zheng Yaoyang was slowly pushing it behind him, admiring the goods from all over the world, he couldn't help expressing emotion: "It's a good place with a lot of business, just like the street market when I first arrived in Xiangjiang."

Suddenly a familiar smell came, and the grandfather was excited, and patted the back of Zheng Yaoyang's hand: "Hurry over there."

Different pedestrian streets are spacious and bright, and the alleys next to it are dark and cramped, and there seems to be a faint odor in the air.

Zheng Yaoyang frowned, and couldn't help complaining: "What's the smell? It's so heavy?"

Secretary Liu looked ugly, and was about to send someone to find out the reason, so as not to affect the appearance of the city. Grandpa glared at Zheng Yaoyang and said with a smile, "It's the taste of my hometown."

Secretary Liu suggested, "Mr. Bao, what do you need? Shall we send someone to buy it for you?"

He knew what existed in the streets and alleys, and he was worried that being seen by the two would reduce his impression of Pengcheng.

Grandpa could see what he was thinking: "Secretary Liu, I also carried a shoulder pole to sell in the streets. I know that no matter how prosperous a place is, there are people who can't see the corners. There are cockroaches and mice, including Xiangjiang."

"But I believe that the governance of the country is only the initial stage of reform and opening up, and some things are inevitable."

"Mr. Bao, what you said is true."

Secretary Liu gave a coy smile, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the grandpa and grandson into the alley.

In the alley, apart from the grocery store, the most common place is the hair washing room. There are scantily clad girls sitting at the door, so people can tell at a glance that they are not serious about washing their hair.

They looked at the glamorous crowd, not daring to greet guests with smiles as usual, some returned to the house, and some even closed the door.

Secretary Liu's face was ugly, and the seconds felt like years. It felt like a scabbed wound was suddenly opened.

Both grandpa and grandson are well-informed people, and they didn't say much, just followed the smell all the way.

In the depths of the alley, there is a small shop with a signboard Mingzhou Sanbao hanging outside the door, and bottles and jars are placed at the door.

"That's the one."

Grandpa was so excited that he quickly asked Zheng Yaoyang to push him to the front of the shop, and started talking to the shop owner at the door with a local accent that no one could understand.

Zheng Yaoyang looked blank, guessing that it should be the local dialect of Mingzhou, because he had heard his mother and grandfather speak a similar language.

But he has never learned it. After all, there is a big family, some speak German, some speak English, some speak Japanese, Cantonese, and Chinese.

If the language is not uniform, I am afraid that chickens and ducks will not understand each other, so the mainstream of the Bao family is generally the Cantonese of Xiangjiang, followed by Chinese.

Then according to the situation of each family, I will basically learn another language. For example, the eldest cousin speaks German, the third cousin speaks Japanese, and he speaks Chaoshan dialect.

Although Chaoshan dialect is a small language dialect in China, it actually occupies a large market share in Xiangjiang and Southeast Asian countries.

Just like his Zheng family in Singapore, almost all of the Zheng family speak Chaoshan dialect, which can be regarded as an encrypted language, and it may also mean that they are superior to others.

"Yaoyang, do you have mainland money with you?"

Not long after, my grandfather finished talking with the shop owner.

Zheng Yaoyang turned his head to look at Zhang Qifeng, Zhang Qifeng nodded hurriedly, took out banknotes from his bag, stepped forward to pay the bill, and took the initiative to pick up a few jars on the ground.

The shop owner didn't want to take money at first, because Mingzhou dialect is less popular than Chaoshan dialect, and it's rare to meet fellow villagers when they go out, and they seem to be either rich or expensive.

"Brother, your business is not easy."

Bao Yugang showed a smile on his face. He knew that it was not easy to buy and sell such a special commodity.

Seeing that the time was about the same, grandpa shook hands with the shop owner: "Let's go first, I'll see you next time."

Zhang Qifeng was driven to the back of the crowd by Zheng Yaoyang, because he couldn't bear the stench, and asked curiously: "Grandpa, what is that, it smells so strong?"

"We have three treasures in Mingzhou, stinky wax gourd, stinky amaranth stalk, and stinky cabbage heart."

Grandpa squinted slightly, as if recalling the taste of his childhood: "Especially the stinky wax gourd, with a few drops of sesame oil, the salt is sour, and the sour is fresh, like a clear spring, refreshing from the mouth to the heart."

Zheng Yaoyang smiled and said, "I'm a little bit moved."

"A few bowls of porridge for lunch, you can try it."

Everyone chatted and laughed, and left Dongmen Old Street.

Take a car to the middle section of Shennan East Road, and the red carpet is laid from the parking lot to the entrance of the hotel.

There are bright red balloons hanging on both sides, the balloons are hanging high in the sky, and there are banners below to celebrate the opening of the hotel today.

The hotel has a total of [-] floors, integrating guest rooms, catering, entertainment and conference facilities. It is the only five-star business hotel in the Pearl River Delta region.

Many people came to today's opening ceremony, not only the five leaders of Pengcheng, but also leaders from all walks of life.

The hotel was donated by Zheng Yaoyang to the Tourism Bureau, but it is considered a state-owned enterprise, and the leaders' participation in the opening will not be disappointing, and the significance of the hotel is also extraordinary.

If the Zhaolong Hotel in Beijing is a landmark product of the reform and opening up in the Mainland, then the Yugang Hotel is an affirmation of the Pengcheng Special Economic Zone.

It is still named after Bao's father and son, one is in Tiannan and the other is in Haibei. It can be expected that it will become a good story in the future.

As eleven o'clock approached, everyone led a pair of golden scissors and went to the stage to participate in the hotel's ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Bao Yugang is in a wheelchair to the left of the center, Zheng Yaoyang is to the right of the center, the leaders of the city are on the far left, and the businessmen of Pengcheng are on the far right.

Everyone took a group photo, and with the sound of a gong, a long red ribbon was cut into sections.

The sound of gongs and drums and the sound of firecrackers indicate that the hotel will open auspiciously and the future will be prosperous.

Grandpa couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes. He did the same a few years ago when he participated in the hotel ribbon-cutting in Beijing.

At that time, his father was no longer alive, and now, he was about to go underground to reunite with his father.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Zheng Yaoyang noticed that his grandfather was in a bad mood.

Before coming here, my father had given special instructions not to let grandpa's emotions fluctuate too much for a while.

"Mr. Bao, are you okay?"

The mayor's secretaries on the side also showed concern.

Grandpa shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just remembered the past..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, his face flushed, and his chest seemed to be holding a puff of breath.

"Zhang Qifeng!"

Zheng Yaoyang looked nervous, and immediately beckoned Zhang Qifeng to tell the accompanying medical team.

Not far away, the door of the truck opened, and medical personnel rushed in one after another, lifting Bao Yugang to the interior of the hotel.

As the doctor in a white coat appeared on the stage, the crowd watching the scene froze in amazement.

Rumors abounded for a while,

Bao Yugang died of illness suddenly while participating in the hotel ribbon-cutting?
"Everyone be quiet."

Secretary Liu looked flustered. He saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. Today's hotel's ribbon-cutting is open. Even if he wanted to intercept the news, he was powerless.

The mayor ordered in a cold voice: "In any case, try to avoid leaking the news as much as possible."

After all, Pengcheng's leadership team hurriedly followed the medical team and went to the interior of the hotel.

About half an hour later, Bao Yugang's condition improved a lot after the medical staff's treatment.

Zheng Yaoyang asked anxiously: "Doctor Wu, how is my grandfather's illness?"

Dr. Wu replied: "There is no serious problem for the time being, but it's best to go back to Xiangjiang for a checkup."

Bao Yugang opened his eyes on the temporary hospital bed beside him, looked at the city leaders, and said with guilt on his face, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

He has dealt with the media for half his life, and he knows too well what virtues those media are.

It is estimated that in less than 24 hours, Xiangjiang will hear the news that he died of illness in the mainland.

Mayor Li said in a deep voice: "Mr. Bao, you are serious. As long as you are fine, it is best."

Bao Yugang looked at Zheng Yaoyang again: "These people are all arranged by you."

The medical staff who treated him were all old faces, and he often dealt with them in the ward.

Zheng Yaoyang chuckled: "It's not that we don't have that condition, we are prepared."

Mayor Li spoke up and said with a wry smile, "Thanks to Mr. Zheng's thorough preparation this time."

He didn't even dare to think about what would happen if Bao Yugang really died of illness in Pengcheng.

As an internationally renowned ship king, he has met countless leaders and is the only world-recognized ship king.

If Bao Yugang dies of illness, it will not only cause a sensation in the world, but also mark the end of the sailing age.

If he still dies of illness in the mainland, Pengcheng dies of illness, there may be some conspiracy theory made up in the market.

Bao Yugang looked up at Dr. Wu, pointing to the oxygen machine: "Can I extubate?"

Dr. Wu replied: "You'd better inhale for a while, so we can check it carefully."

Bao Yugang pondered for a moment: "Yaoyang, go get ready now, we will return to Xiangjiang later."

His condition is too capricious. In order not to cause trouble to the mainland, it is best for them to return to Xiangjiang.

Mayor Li on the side hesitated to speak, Bao Yugang saw his embarrassment: "Mayor Li, please rest assured, we will come forward to explain the situation."

Mayor Li remained silent and held Bao Yugang's hand tightly: "Thank you for understanding our difficulties."

Sending him back to Xiangjiang while he is still conscious is the best choice, although it is a bit unreasonable.

He was very grateful to Bao Yugang for being able to bring it up by himself instead of what they said.

After resting for two hours, Bao Yugang underwent a simple physical examination, and the doctor confirmed that he was fine and could go on a short journey.

In the afternoon, Zheng Yaoyang temporarily changed his plan. He originally planned to go directly from Pengcheng to Beijing.

It is now decided to send grandpa back to Xiangjiang first, and then depart from the airport in Xiangjiang to the capital.

As expected, before arriving in Xiangjiang, Zheng Yaoyang received a call from his mother.

His mother's tone was crying, so he could only give the phone to his grandfather and ask him to tell his mother.

Just now, the news of Bao Yugang's death spread quickly throughout Hong Kong.

Regular newspapers and periodicals such as Ta Kung Pao and Ming Pao carefully use interrogative sentences as the end of the title.

Some third-rate tabloids directly used affirmative sentences, and the content of the article seemed to be immersive, telling the cause, process and result of the whole incident, with pictures as evidence.

Grandpa ended the call with an ugly expression on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Help me hold a press conference."

He himself doesn't care, after all, since the announcement of his illness a few years ago, the news about his death has never stopped.

But he does not want the mainland to be implicated, the most important thing is to put an end to conspiracy theories.

Zheng Yaoyang pondered for a moment, then called Zhou Xiaolin and asked her to help deal with the follow-up of this matter.

With Huanyu Group's current influence in Xiangjiang, it can basically block [-]% to [-]% of the news, and the remaining [-]% ​​can only be forgotten with time.

He called Luo Huiyi again and held a press conference in the name of Heung Kong Telecom, announcing to the outside world that the latest communication technology independently developed and 2G mobile phones will be launched soon.

A separate clarification press conference is hard to attract the public's attention, and Zheng Yaoyang knows their virtues too well.

The best way is to make another announcement while clarifying, and directly cover up the rumors.

It just so happens that the company is also planning to build momentum for the new machine recently, and it is nothing more than one day in advance.

Zheng Yaoyang told his grandfather about this arrangement, and at the same time asked for his opinion.

Doing so can cover up rumors, but it is also a bit like using grandpa as a marketing tool to attract everyone's attention.

Grandpa smiled and didn't care: "You still have more ideas, so do as you say."

Regardless of Zheng Yaoyang's good intentions, even if he is really used for marketing, he doesn't care.

04:30 p.m.,
Mili Technology suddenly held a press conference.

Announced that their new communication technology has been successfully developed and is about to end debugging. 2G mobile phones will also meet you on November 11.

At the press conference, Bao Yugang made a symbolic cutscene and told everyone that he is alive, so don't spread rumors.

The follow-up will be led by Zheng Yaoyang, who will talk about the changes that 2G technology and 2G mobile phones have brought to people's lives.

It is completely independently developed by them, does not rely on any company, and enjoys 6 international patents.

There were scattered exclamations from under the stage.

The reporters who were temporarily transferred were all stunned. They thought it was another talk, but they didn't expect the talk to really come true.

After all, since Nokia joined hands with Telecom Holland to jointly promote 2G technology and mobile phones, news about Heungkong Telecom's independent research and development has not stopped.

Especially some time ago, Nokia announced that it would officially enter the Xiangjiang market. There was such news in three or two days, but it has not been confirmed.

Sudden press conferences, sudden new technologies come out, and sudden new phones go on the market.

　A little Calvin...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)