1978: Female educated youth, don’t want an illiterate husband

Cheng Xuemin was at the very front!

He was wearing a light gray casual suit, no tie, a simple white T-shirt underneath, khaki trousers, and a pair of comfortable-looking soft-soled leather shoes.

His face showed a hint of fatigue from the long flight, but his back was straight and his steps were steady!

He casually put one hand in his pocket and dragged a small black suitcase with the other.

Without sunglasses, without a mask, without any deliberate attempt to conceal themselves, they walked calmly, as if they were simply finishing an ordinary business trip.

Rather than the glamorous figure who just returned from the world's top film festival, causing a sensation and taking home four hundred million US dollars!
Feng Jiayou followed closely beside him.

Feng Jiayou was dressed in a well-fitting off-white dress with a matching cardigan over it. Her long hair was loosely tied in a bun at the back of her head, revealing her smooth forehead and graceful neck.

She looked tired, but her eyes were bright. She naturally linked arms with Cheng Xuemin, her gaze calmly sweeping across the arrival hall with a composure that comes with experience.

But when she saw the faint noise and moving figures in the distance, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly!
Gong Xue and Zhu Lin followed half a step behind them. Both girls wore sun hats and sunglasses and dressed rather modestly, but their outstanding figures and temperament still attracted a lot of attention.

They looked a little nervous, especially Zhu Lin, who was standing close to Gong Xue, her fingers unconsciously gripping the strap of her handbag!
Following closely behind, Aunt Gu Qiuna, Brother-in-law Feng Jiazhao, Huang Jianzhong, and Li Lianjie also came out one after another!
"Xuemin, over here!"

Fu Qi quickly called out loudly, waving his arms vigorously, while giving his two bodyguards a wink.

The two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, trying to clear a path for Cheng Xuemin and his group through the crowded flow of people.

Cheng Xuemin also saw Fu Qi, nodded to him, a smile on his face, and quickened his pace to walk over.

"Mr. Fu, thank you for making the trip!" Cheng Xuemin shook hands with Fu Qi and said politely.

"Of course, of course! You must have had a long journey!" Fu Qi said quickly, his speech unconsciously quickening. "Xuemin, was the journey smooth?"

"It's okay, it's just that the flight was long and I'm a little tired!"

Cheng Xuemin chuckled, but his gaze swept past Fu Qi and fell upon the unusually large crowd gathered outside the glass wall behind him. He raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "It seems quite lively outside?"

Fu Qi's smile froze, and he lowered his voice, speaking very quickly: "Xuemin, there's been a small accident!"

"I don't know why my whereabouts were leaked. A large number of reporters have gathered outside, a couple hundred or so. I'm afraid the scene will become chaotic, and..."

He paused, lowering his voice even further, almost a whisper, "My men have spotted suspicious individuals, possibly after the four hundred million dollars. Just to be safe, we'd better wait inside the airport for a while. I've called for backup; they'll be there soon!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xuemin's smile faded slightly, but he did not show any sign of panic.

He patted Fu Qi's arm and said in a calm tone, "Mr. Fu, you've gone to a lot of trouble!"

"However, we must face what we have to face! Hiding inside will only make us look guilty and won't solve anything!"

He glanced at Feng Jiayou, whose expression instantly tensed up, gently squeezed her hand, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, Xiao Yang and the others are here, everything will be alright!"

Then he nodded reassuringly to his aunt, Gong Xue, and Zhu Lin.

The two accompanying bodyguards, Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhou, also noticed the situation outside and immediately went into security mode.

Jet Li also stepped forward, standing half a step in front of Cheng Xuemin, his voice steady: "Brother Cheng, I'll lead the way!"

"Mr. Fu, could you please have your people communicate with airport security and try to maintain order, clearing a path for us to go directly to the parking lot? Is the car ready?" Xiao Yang, the bodyguard from Zhonghai, also asked.

"Ready, right outside!" Fu Qi nodded hurriedly, secretly admiring Cheng Xuemin's composure, but also becoming more anxious. He said, "But it's so chaotic outside, I'm scared..."

"Mr. Fu, could you please contact the airport authorities and ask them to help maintain basic order?"

Cheng Xuemin interrupted Fu Qi's worries, his tone leaving no room for doubt, "Then, we'll go out as normal!"

"Let the reporters ask their questions. As for the rest..." He glanced at Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhou, then at Fu Qi's two equally capable-looking bodyguards, a cold smile curving his lips. "Trust in the rule of law in Hong Kong, and trust in ourselves! Let's go!"

After saying that, he didn't hesitate any longer. He dragged his suitcase with one hand and held Feng Jiayou's hand tightly with the other, and took the lead in walking towards the exit of the arrival hall.

With steady steps and eyes fixed straight ahead, beneath that calm exterior lies a restrained yet powerful confidence forged through trials and tribulations.

of course!

With Cheng Xuemin's skills now honed to an abnormal level, he is not afraid of any sudden changes at all.

To know!
Cheng Xuemin is a formidable soldier who killed over a hundred wild monkeys in a single month on the southern front!
And that was a year ago!

Now, after more than a year of subtle tempering, his body has become incredibly powerful.

In terms of martial arts, Li Lianjie is definitely in his hands and won't last even half a move!

If it were a true life-or-death struggle, even if the two bodyguards from Zhonghai, Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhou, joined forces, they wouldn't be a match for Cheng Xuemin!
Therefore, with great skill comes great courage, and Cheng Xuemin had nothing to fear!

They weren't worried at all about the Japanese devils' underhanded tricks; in fact, they secretly hoped that the Japanese woman could cause some trouble in Hong Kong.

Feng Jiayou, who was initially very nervous and scared, was held by her husband and felt the warmth and strength from his palm. Her nervousness and unease subsided in a strange way.

She straightened her back, and her face regained its calm and composed demeanor as she stayed close to Cheng Xuemin.
Gong Xue and Zhu Lin exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and took off their sunglasses!
Cheng Xuemin wasn't wearing one, but the ones wearing them were more conspicuous, so they followed him.

Xiao Zhou, Xiao Yang, and Jet Li acted as a reliable shield, pressed tightly against Cheng Xuemin's side and front, their muscles slightly tense, all their senses heightened, vigilantly scanning every corner around them.

Seeing this, Fu Qi knew he couldn't persuade them otherwise. He gritted his teeth and whispered to the two bodyguards, "Do as Xue Min says! A-Qiang, go tell the airport police that there are important passengers and they need help maintaining order. Hurry!"

"Little B, you and I protect Mrs. Cheng, Ms. Gu, and Misses Gong Xue and Zhu Lin!"

After saying that, he quickly followed, but his heart was pounding like a rabbit's.

He walked quickly while nervously observing the increasingly clear and noisy crowd outside the exit, his palms sweating profusely!

Just as Cheng Xuemin and his group were about to reach the automatic glass door at the exit!
The reporters who had been waiting outside the door erupted into a frenzy, like a swarm of sharks smelling blood!

"He's out! He's out!" "It's Cheng Xuemin! It really is Cheng Xuemin!"

"Cheng Sheng! Cheng Sheng! Look here!"

"Director Cheng! What are your thoughts on winning the Palme d'Or?!"

"Mr. Cheng! Is the $400 million bet real? Have you received the money yet?!"

"Mr. Cheng! What are your plans for the next step? Will you be filming in Hong Kong?!"

"Mrs. Cheng! Mrs. Cheng! As a wife, how do you feel?!"

"Miss Gong! Miss Zhu! You..."

The sound of camera shutters rang out like a torrential downpour, and the dazzling flashes created a blinding white light that almost tore apart the twilight.

Dozens or even hundreds of reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, pushed their way forward. The two or three security guards temporarily deployed by the airport were swept away by the crowd, and the fragile order they were maintaining collapsed instantly.

Shouts and questions in various languages, including Cantonese, Mandarin, and even English, mingled together, creating a huge, noisy wave that completely drowned out the exit!
Further out, some people who were clearly not dressed as reporters also began to surge forward with the crowd, their eyes darting around, staring intently at Cheng Xuemin, who was surrounded in the middle.

The situation spiraled out of control in an instant!
Fu Qi and his two bodyguards, along with Xiao Yang and Xiao Zhou, formed a human wall that appeared precarious under the impact of the massive crowd.

Feng Jiayou was held tightly in Cheng Xuemin's arms. She could clearly hear his steady heartbeat and feel the almost suffocating pressure and chaos around her.

Gong Xue and Zhu Lin turned pale with fright and gripped each other's hands tightly.

Gu Qiuna, Feng Jiazhao, and Huang Jianzhong had never seen such a scene before, and they were so nervous that sweat beaded on their foreheads.

However, Cheng Xuemin, who was at the very center of the storm, was like a reef standing in the raging torrent.

He wasn't blinded by the flashing lights, nor was he distracted by the cacophony of questions.

He didn't even raise his voice to answer any questions; he simply held Feng Jiayou firmly with one hand and gently pushed away the microphone that was almost poking at their face with the other.

His gaze, calm and even with a hint of scrutiny, slowly swept over the faces of the reporters, which were distorted by excitement and scrambling for attention.
Scanning those eyes that gleamed with excitement, curiosity, and even greed!

His gaze did not linger long on any particular face.

It seemed as if they were merely assessing the chaotic scene before them, or perhaps searching for something.

Then, his gaze passed over the throng of people, over the densely packed vehicles in the airport parking lot, and over the distant outlines of buildings of varying heights!
Finally, the image settled on a window of a gray-white office building about four or five hundred meters away from the airport exit!
The window reflected a dim light in the evening glow.

The distance was too great; the naked eye couldn't see any details behind the window at all.

But Cheng Xuemin's gaze seemed to pierce through space, precisely locking onto that point.

The corners of his mouth curved upwards almost imperceptibly into a faint, cold arc, carrying undisguised sarcasm and insight!
That expression flashed by so quickly that even the reporter standing right next to it couldn't catch it.

But the cold and sharp aura that suddenly emanated from him made the reporters at the front feel a chill inexplicably, and their momentum to rush forward came to a halt!
Meanwhile, about 450 meters away from the airport exit, on the seventh floor of that gray-white office building, in an ordinary office with blinds drawn!
Nako Tsuchino, dressed in a black Chanel suit, stood behind a slit in the slightly raised blinds.

She held a pair of high-powered military binoculars in her hand, the binoculars steadily pointed towards the airport exit.

Her face was still pale, and the dark circles under her eyes showed the sleepless nights and torment she had endured for days!

But at this moment, behind those gold-rimmed glasses, burned an almost morbid light, a mixture of resentment, anxiety, and a hint of impending madness!
On the table next to her was a brand-new Motorola mobile phone!

We are currently on a call, and a hurried, suppressed male voice with a distinct Cantonese accent is reporting from the receiver:
"...Miss Naoko, the target has emerged from the gate! She's surrounded by reporters! The scene is chaotic! Three of our people have already infiltrated; they can create an opportunity at any time!"

"Fu Qi brought two bodyguards, and the target was accompanied by two other men who looked to be from the mainland and were very vigilant, as well as that kung fu kid, Li Lianjie!"

"However, there are too many people, which greatly increases the chances! Should we proceed with Plan A? Create chaos, take the target away in the confusion, or at least obtain his important documents?"

Naoko Tsuchino did not answer immediately; all her attention was focused on the field of view of the telescope.

She clearly saw Cheng Xuemin being surrounded by reporters, his calm and even composed expression, his protective gesture of holding Feng Jiayou in his arms, and the awkwardness of Fu Qi and the bodyguards struggling to maintain order.

“Opportunity…chaos…” Tsuchiya Naoko repeated in a low voice, her voice dry and hoarse, with a nervous tremor.

Her fingers gripped the binoculars tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Now's the time! Seize the opportunity while things are in disarray!
As long as a little disturbance is created, such as someone accidentally bumping into Feng Jiayou, or causing a stampede among the reporters.

By creating chaos, we can control Cheng Xuemin!

As long as Cheng Xuemin is under control, there will be unlimited room for maneuver in the $400 million bet!

At the very least, it could force him to sign a supplementary agreement, amend the terms, or even directly obtain a backup of the core data of that $200 million technology!

This thought was licking wildly in her mind!
"Do it...do it now..." Tsuchimiya Naoko muttered to herself, her madness growing stronger. She suddenly raised her other hand to grab the mobile phone on the table and give the order!

However, just as her fingers were about to touch the cold plastic casing!
Through the telescope's field of vision, Cheng Xuemin, who had been calmly enduring the reporters' barrage of questions, suddenly and without warning, with remarkable precision, raised his head.

His head was turned in her direction!

Then, under the gaze of Tsuchino Naoko's suddenly contracting pupils, and in the clear image magnified by the telescope, a smile slowly and clearly bloomed on Cheng Xuemin's handsome and calm face.

It wasn't a polite smile, nor a weary, bitter smile, but a smile full of sarcasm, mockery, understanding, and even a hint of pity.

The smile wasn't wide, but when combined with his calm eyes—which seemed to pierce through lenses, travel hundreds of meters, and go straight into the depths of her soul—it made Naoko Tsuchino's blood freeze instantly!

What...what is he looking at?
Who is he smiling at?
Did he discover it?!
……

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