Age: My Small World

An airplane soared into the sky. The people on board felt a jolt, then carefully gripped the armrests, their faces showing fear.

After all, it was their first time on a plane, and they were flying across most of the country to reach the south, so they couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It took more than ten minutes for them to calm down, but one person was still not quite used to it. He looked pale and was gagging, which showed that he was airsick.

"Are you alright, comrade?"

At this moment, Yang Jun offered him a piece of candy: "Have a piece of candy, it will make you feel better."

The candy he gave me was specially made, and I'm sure it would make me feel much better after eating it.

"thank you."

The man didn't stand on ceremony, took the food and started eating. Sure enough, he recovered quite a bit after a few minutes.

Then the man thanked Yang Jun a few more times, which meant he had become acquainted with this person who had temporarily joined the group.

"Comrade, what are you doing in the port city? If you need any help, just let us know, don't hesitate to ask."

The man asked with some curiosity.

"By the way, my name is Wang Bo, and I'm the deputy director who went to the film company on business this time."

Wang Bo is probably in his thirties, at the peak of his career, and possesses both the drive of a young person and the maturity of an adult. That's why the higher-ups sent him to oversee the film and television industry.

However, it was all just theory, and it was a completely unfamiliar area for him, so this mission put him under a lot of pressure.

Yang Jun, who was inserted halfway through, seemed to be the one supervising their group.

"Director Wang, I have other matters to attend to this time and cannot inform you at the moment. I apologize."

"I understand, it's confidential."

Wang Bo shook his head, becoming even more certain of his guess.

Then he couldn't help but become even more nervous. Since there was a supervisor on this trip, he probably had to be careful with every step he took.

Yang Jun didn't talk to Wang Bo and his group much more, acting as someone on a special mission. As a result, everyone could only remain silent, and the cabin was quiet.

This plane was not a real passenger plane, but a cargo plane used for transporting important and urgent goods. So, it was more like they were hitchhiking, with Yang Jun being the biggest hitchhiker.

A few hours later, the plane arrived in Mingzhu City to the east. They were there to replenish supplies and fuel, so Yang Jun and the others didn't have time to disembark.

The plane took off again, and by the time it reached its destination, it was already evening.

"Phew... We've finally arrived."

Wang Bo was feeling airsick. Even after eating the special candy Yang Jun gave him, he still felt weak in his hands and feet. He felt better after getting off the plane.

The six of them hurriedly left the airport and went to a nearby guesthouse on their own.

"Comrade Yang Jun, we need to go to get the certificate together early tomorrow morning, don't forget."

Although they are personnel dispatched from Beijing to Hong Kong, they still need a certificate from Guangzhou, otherwise the border crossing will not allow them to pass. Moreover, Hong Kong will also need to check their documents before they can be issued a local certificate or even a temporary permit.

If it were Yang Jun himself, he would probably have to sneak over by boat, which would be considered illegal immigration and not worth it.

"No problem, I won't forget."

Yang Jun also lived alone in a room; he didn't live with them.

For safety reasons, the five people were divided into two and three rooms each.

Nothing happened that night. The next day, the six of them went to process the necessary documents and also collected some funds needed by the port city.

Yes, once you go there, you'll have to use Hong Kong's currency, otherwise it'll be hard to make a living.

Yang Jun was going to Hong Kong for his own reasons, so not only did he not receive any funding, but Old Zhu didn't give him a single penny.

"Luckily, I have hard currency."

Although Yang Jun didn't have Hong Kong's paper money, he specially went to get some gold bars. During the time that Zhou Qiang and his son had been running their small shop, there had been quite a few people exchanging gold bars for money, so there was a lot of gold in his pile of things.

Once he arrives in the port city, he can probably exchange his money for cash at any bank, or at a gold shop or pawn shop.

Next came the journey by car. First, we took a bus to Shenzhen, no, it's still called Anxian now. Even that once bustling area is now just a fishing village.

Their goal was to pass through this fishing village to reach the port city.

When passing through An County, Yang Jun couldn't see any similarity between the place and what he had seen later. He could only say that the mountains and rivers remained the same, but that was just a rough estimate, as it was not uncommon for mountains and rivers to be changed later.

His eyes lit up when he arrived at the border crossing leading to the port city.

Even just by looking, you can see that the other side is different from this side.

This is a place called Luohu Bridge, next to farmland, and across a bridge it faces the port city on the other side.

Yang Jun and his group stopped their car, then got out and handed the relevant documents to the officers at the checkpoint.

After checking their documents for a full three minutes to confirm that there were no problems, they were allowed to proceed.

Once you reach the other side, you still need to check everything again, but fortunately there are no problems, and you can pass the level smoothly.

Because of their special status, they were given special vehicles to take them into the city center and even to film and television companies, which could be considered a form of surveillance of their movements.

But nobody cared.

Upon entering the area belonging to the port city, Yang Jun could even see some small high-rise buildings, which were quite different from the architectural style of the mainland.

"Comrade Yang Jun, this must be your first time visiting Gangcheng. If you have the chance, I'll show you around."

Wang Bo thought Yang Jun was the kind of person who was meticulous, but little did he know that Yang Jun knew exactly what to do here.

"Thank you, Director Wang, but we can talk about it another time. Let's part ways once we enter the city."

Wang Bo asked in surprise, "Aren't you coming with us to the film company?"

Yang Jun shook his head: "I really have other things to do. I'll come back and meet up with you in a month."

Wang Bo never expected that the supervisor he had been worried about all along the way would guess wrong.

But this is good, at least it relieved one of his worries.

"Alright then, here's the location of the film company. Just come and find us when the time comes. You can also contact us if you need any other help."

He took out a small notebook, wrote the address on it with a pen, tore it off, and handed it to Yang Jun. It seemed that the film company's phone number was also left on it for easy contact.

Yang Jun took it and nodded: "Okay."

This time, Wang Bo didn't ask him what his mission was, fearing he might stumble upon some secret information.

Yang Jun was going on a mission alone, and it was in Hong Kong. He knew it was definitely not a simple matter, and the more he knew, the worse it would be.

Wang Bo's biggest worry right now is the film company. He can only stay for a month, so he must make the most of every minute. (End of Chapter)