50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 644 An Accidental Assassination Attempt
As 1984 drew to a close, the arrival of the third child made Sun Zhiwei's home in New York tense.

He couldn't help but be nervous. He and Tong Jiajia were not young anymore, and although this accident was a pleasant surprise, they still needed to be extra careful.

Especially in the first three months, Sun Zhiwei wanted to stick to Tong Jiajia. Every time Tong Jiajia went out, he would make Zhu Hongfei and the other two go with her.

To make it easier for the two to stay in touch even when they were apart, Sun Zhiwei bought several Motorola DynaTAC 8000X phones, also known as "big brother" phones.

This was Motorola's world's first mobile phone, launched last year. It weighed 785 grams, had cellular network capabilities, and a battery life of 20 minutes.

Because its signal is very poor and it's quite bulky, Sun Zhiwei didn't want to end up like those older guys, carrying around a 'big brick' looking for a signal.

Therefore, he never thought of buying it to use.

This year, when he had the need, he stopped being coy and simply bought dozens of units, giving one to the company's main leaders and each member of his family.

Of course, he also made sure to have a few extra in the room. That way, if he had to travel far away, he could contact his family anytime.

From this perspective, besides being used for self-defense, these brick-like mobile phones also had some convenience.

This is also the world's first mobile phone. It was not cheap, costing $3995, and calls were charged for both directions.

It means that you'll be charged whether you answer or make a call.

He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to buy them with his own money. He already owns a conglomerate, so the cost of purchasing these "big brother" phones is entirely covered by the company account.

Similarly, the monthly phone bills for these calls will also be paid with public funds, which will also allow for tax deductions.

Time quickly came to January 1985. Ever since the day he was assigned a mobile phone, whenever he left home to do something, he would always call home from time to time.

One morning, he went out to inspect the airport again, and halfway there he couldn't resist making a phone call home.

Sun Zhiwei, who usually answers his home phone quickly, was suddenly in a panic this time. He hadn't been flustered in a long time.

He forced himself to calm down, then asked Zhu Hongfei, who was driving him out, to pull the car over to the side of the road, and then dialed again.

This time, he dialed Du Qiaoqiao's mobile phone instead, since Du Qiaoqiao was usually with Tong Jiajia.

The call was answered quickly, and he was about to ask about the situation at home when Tong Jiajia's annoyed voice came from the other end:

"You're so annoying! Dozens of phone calls a day. Are you a child? You have to report your whereabouts to your mother every day."

Okay, now he knows that the woman must have cut the landline at home.

However, she is pregnant now, and at an advanced maternal age. Of all things, the pregnant woman is the most important.

Dr. Anne also specifically told him, "Your wife should not get excited during her pregnancy and should keep her emotions stable, otherwise it will increase unnecessary risks."

So he could only swallow his anger, forcing a smile as he fawned over his boss:

"Honey, don't be angry, don't be angry, I won't hit you anymore, okay? When I come back later, I'll bring you and the baby something delicious."

"Hmph, I don't want to eat greasy food."

"Understood. I ordered siu mai and shrimp dumplings from Fook Lam Moon in Chinatown. They have a light flavor, I'm sure you'll like them."

Just then, he heard a soft chuckle coming from beside him. He glanced sideways at the rearview mirror, startling Zhu Hongfei, who was peeking, who quickly averted his murderous gaze.

After Sun Zhiwei hung up the phone, he replied to Zhu Hongfei in the driver's seat with a hint of annoyance, "I'm just being affectionate with my wife. You'll understand when you have a wife yourself."

“Boss, I understand,” Zhu Hongfei replied seriously.

"You don't understand anything. Turn around and let's go to Chinatown."

I just said I was going to bring home some Fu Lin Men siu mai and shrimp dumplings, so I need to hurry over there.

Fu Lin Men's business is booming. If we don't hurry over, he won't know how to cover up the lie if everything is sold out.

It was already past 9 o'clock, and the traffic on the streets of Manhattan was already very heavy. Although Zhu Hongfei was driving at a fast speed, they still encountered a traffic jam.

When the car finally arrived at the Fook Lam Moon Restaurant in Chinatown, before it had even come to a complete stop, Sun Zhiwei opened the door and rushed inside, leaving behind the words, "Wait for me."

When he ran into the building, he asked the cashier at the entrance, "I'm sorry, sir, the last serving of shumai has already been bought by the customer before you."

Sun Zhiwei turned around and saw an old man carrying a birdcage and a breakfast serving walking out of the gate.

He immediately turned around and chased after him, finally managing to stop the old man before he crossed the road: "Wait a minute, I'm sorry to bother you, sir."

The old man was dressed in a long robe and mandarin jacket, with round-rimmed glasses, looking every bit the scholar. Although his hair was gray and he was lean, he possessed an inexplicable vitality.

Seeing that he was being stopped, his eyes held an imposing, unyielding gaze. An ordinary person might have given up upon seeing his eyes.

Unfortunately, Sun Zhiwei had seen it all and automatically ignored the dangerous look in his eyes, only apologizing and explaining the reason.

"Sir, your wife is pregnant and hasn't had a good appetite. Just now, she said she wanted to eat Fulinmen shumai."

"I rushed over from Central Park, but I still missed it. This is their last serving of shumai."

As Sun Zhiwei was explaining, he suddenly noticed that Zhu Hongfei, who had been waiting for him in the car, got out and put his hand inside his suit jacket.

This was his usual gesture of drawing his gun when he was on guard duty. Upon seeing this gesture, Sun Zhiwei immediately became alert.

He silently expanded the space, enveloping the nearby streets and alleyways.

Then they discovered that six men in suits were approaching them from both sides of the street.

Sun Zhiwei ran over without paying much attention to his surroundings, but Zhu Hongfei in the car had a better view and spotted the danger in advance.

Because they were already very close, Zhu Hongfei didn't dare to speak up to remind him. He could only get out of the car, find a shooting position, and prepare for the rescue.

The old man who was listening to him saw Sun Zhiwei's expression suddenly freeze. Although he was still talking, his eyes were glancing around. He immediately sensed danger.

Just then, the two closest men in black closed to within 10 steps. Under the surveillance of the space, Sun Zhiwei noticed that the two men were preparing to draw their guns.

Seeing their gazes fixed on the old man, Sun Zhiwei guessed that he had been caught in the crossfire and that they weren't targeting him.

(End of this chapter)