February 9, 1977, there are still ten days before the Spring Festival.

"I understand,...well, um, okay, I will handle this matter properly... No problem, okay, goodbye!"

Chen Wenguang, director of the Guangzhou Municipal Revolutionary Committee and Foreign Resources Office, put down the phone, sat on the chair and pondered for a while, got up and left the director's room, and came to the office next door. He opened the door and saw the subordinate clerks chatting enthusiastically, discussing how to spend this Spring Festival. What New Year's goods have been bought, and they are having a lot of fun.

His eyes turned and greeted a middle-aged clerk who was practicing pen calligraphy according to the copybook: "Old Huang, come to my office and have some things to do."

"director!"

"director!"

The clerks who were chatting heard his voice, looked up and saw him, quickly stood up one by one, and greeted respectfully.

Chen Wenguang nodded and turned back to his office.

The institution has been in trouble for many years. They don’t have much work in the External Affairs Office. The Spring Festival is approaching again, so there is no need for him to discourage everyone’s enthusiasm and scold his subordinates.

As soon as I returned to the office, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Lao Huang pushed the door open and closed it carefully: "Director, are you looking for me?"

"That's right. I want you to go to the train station to pick up the group in the afternoon and arrange them. The group has a special identity. This time, I went to Hong Kong through the country as a personal identity. The superiors hope that we will also receive it as an unofficial identity, so that everyone knows it." Chen Wenguang explained to him.

Lao Huang is an old comrade and has rich experience in foreign affairs. He understood as soon as he heard it: "Do you want to contact them to meet with leaders at all levels? Are you here in Albaria or from Eastern European countries?"

"I won't contact the leader to meet." Chen Wenguang picked up a piece of paper and handed it over through the table, "This is some of the situations I just recorded, you can take a look."

"I understand." Hearing that he was not going to arrange a meeting with the leader, Lao Huang knew that this was not an important delegation. He took the paper from the leader and looked serious, and then he was stunned. "Do you decide to set the People's Party? Isn't it a decision to no longer support them? This..., is it appropriate for us to receive them!"

Foreign affairs tasks are very principled, and the scale of the numbers is not something that the following people can do their own. When they see that they are about to receive members of the People's Party, Lao Huang was very surprised.

"Don't worry, this is the directive issued by the External Relations Department." Chen Wenguang gave the other party a reassurance and explained, "Although we withdrew from the military advisory group and no longer provided support, after all, we are still brothers, and we cannot turn against each other, right? Fortunately, they went to Hong Kong in their personal capacity, so we can do a good job in reception. We do not arrange any leaders to meet, do not discuss policies during reception, do not make promises, and be polite to receive them, and finally give gifts to the country. If they want to make any unreasonable requests, you must immediately refuse them. Of course, some reasonable small requests, as long as they do not violate the policy, they can help them."

"I understand!"

Lao Huang really understands it. Isn’t it just to accompany him to eat, drink and play? In the end, he will be considered completing the task. It’s simple.

"There are more than ten people. In order to do a good job in reception, you can go to the city tourism company to second a tour bus and then leave a jeep. The train they take arrives at the station at 2 pm, and the train number is K231. You can check the station platform specifically and don't pick up people."

"Okay, Director, if it's okay, I'll make arrangements now." Seeing that the director had nothing to explain, Lao Huang left the office and closed the door, and immediately started to allocate the vehicle to prepare for reception.

...

Guan Fei sat on the lower bunk, holding his chin with his hands, looking at the view outside the car window, and fell into deep thought.

He has been traveling to this era for nearly three years, from the initial confusion and at a loss to the tentative contact with people, understanding the environment and the times. After he realized that this was Yunnan in 1974, he mixed in with the team of students to support the "world revolution", successfully washed away the biggest identity flaw of the black household and successfully integrated into the world.

Joining the People's Army, for him, was to satisfy his long-standing military plot and gain a huge opportunity.

"Brig Commander, the train has arrived in Guangzhou, so it's almost time to enter the station." Guardian Zhou Xiaoyun's reminder woke him up from his meditation.

"Is that true?"

Guan Fei looked out intently and saw that the scenery outside the window had changed from continuous farmland to large buildings. However, the buildings were generally not tall, and many of them were old bungalows and tiled houses, which looked gray and tattered. The people seen by the train lane were not very well dressed, most of them were wearing dark fur uniforms, such as men, and many women, and only a few girls wearing skirts.

The roads are mostly asphalt pavement, and there are very few cement pavements, which shows that there is a shortage of domestic cement and other infrastructure materials.

The country is still very poor at this time.

Guan Fei was a little shocked to see. He was struggling in the jungle, and the conditions there were difficult, so he took it for granted. After all, this place was a backward area managed by the toast before. But during this train trip, he saw that the situation in China was also very bad.

Not to mention that he was in the interstellar era, floating cities that cost thousands of kilometers and buildings of all kinds, there were no such buildings here. Even in nostalgic movies, the common high-rise buildings in this era are extremely rare.

This is still a big city, and some small counties and rural areas you can see shacks and thatched houses built with earth, which almost made him feel like he was back to the older ancient times.

According to the information in the biological brain, these simple-dressed people in front of them have built such a backward country into the world's largest economic power fifty years later, setting off the first wave of national rejuvenation, and laying a solid foundation for the future China Interstellar Federation!

When Guan Fei thought of this, he couldn't help but feel excited.

He is actually not very firm in his beliefs, but he is a complete nationalist!

He was very happy that he could return to this era when he was still poor but full of vitality, and worked hard with his predecessors to feed back the scientific and technological knowledge he learned in his later generations to this era, so that individuals and the country can benefit the greatest benefits, and the future path will be smoother and the development will be faster!

Guan Fei looked out the window, his body was full of energy!

"Clean up the things and get ready to get off the car!" He took the lead in packing his things.

"yes!"

The guards in the same car responded in unison.

They had very few things with them, and they had been struggling in the jungle for many years, and they had few personal items. For example, the casual clothes they wore were basically brought out from their homes when they were educated youths. Many of them were a little damaged. After the sewing was repaired, they wore them out again on this trip.

In addition, there are only a few toiletries prepared by domestic companies such as toothpaste, toothbrush, towels, water cups, etc., and they will be cleaned up in one or two minutes.

Guard Zhou Xiaoyun finally put up a small wooden box from under the bed where Guan Fei slept, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

Bang, bang, squeak!

The train entered the station and the speed was slower. After sliding to the docking platform, a wave of inertia came. With the assistance of the biological brain, Guan Fei's body muscles jumped slightly to offset the impact and stood firmly on the floor. Other guards had to hold the bed frame and the wall panel to stabilize their body.

When they got down to the platform, Zhou Xiaoyun and others were soft and their steps were floating. This was because the train had been sitting for a long time and was a little uncomfortable with the hard ground.

"May I ask, which of you is Comrade Guan Fei?"

A middle-aged man in his forties stared at the carriage. When he saw Guan Fei and others get out of the car, he thought for a while, and came up and asked tentatively.

"I am Guan Fei, may I ask you..." Guan Fei knew someone was taking the station and saw that the other party was wearing a four-pocket uniform. He was a cadre and asked politely.

"Hello! My surname is Huang, and I am the officer of the Foreign Resources Office. My superiors sent me to the station to pick you up. These are the only people?" Old Huang held Guan Fei's hand enthusiastically with both hands, shook it twice, and found that there were only four of them. He turned around and looked around, and said a little uncertain.

"The other comrades are in the hard seat car. Wait a moment and they will come over immediately."

"That's fine, that's fine, let's wait!" Old Huang smiled and asked again whether it was hard to take the train, whether there was any motion sickness, etc. He asked about his well-being and was very enthusiastic.

After waiting for a few minutes, more than ten people lined up and ran towards this side. They came closer, stood up and saluted: "Report, Bao Yajun (Fang Xiaoshan) (Ro Lin)... Return to the team, please instruct!"

Lao Huang looked at their unconcealed troops and then looked at the curious people surrounding the platform and frowned.

"Put down your hands! We are here as personal status this time. Don't line up in the future, salute, report, and call each other directly by their names. You can call me Xiaoguan or Guan Fei, remember?"

"Remember!"

Everyone answered loudly, attracting more onlookers.

Seeing that more and more people were surrounded, Officer Huang quickly led Guan Fei and his group out of the platform, got on a tourist bus, and quickly started, leaving the crowd watching the fun behind.

"Brave Commander Guan, let's go to the military district guesthouse first. After everyone rests for a day, I will take you to visit Guangzhou..." After the car drove, Secretary Huang talked about his plan.

"Thanks to Officer Huang for his kindness, but we hope to arrange for us to go to Hong Kong as soon as possible!" Guan Fei interrupted him without hesitation, and then said sincerely, "When we came out, there were still twelve tons of rice left in the army. You also know that there is no meat and non-staple food. Just eating food, an adult needs a kilogram of rice every day! We have 1,500 people now, and the food consumption per day is 750 kilograms! Twelve tons of rice is enough for 16 days to eat! If it weren't for no way, why would we rush to Hong Kong? We really waited for the rice to be put into the pot at home and couldn't get through!"

Secretary Huang's polite smile brought some different meanings.

Chinese people talk about human feelings. No matter what, the People's Party has developed by domestic support. Now it suddenly withdraws its support, which seems to be a bit like destroying bridges across the river. People are always sympathetic. They can pretend that they have not happened in the face of cold words, but people are right in front of them. Seeing that others are not doing well, they still feel a little unbearable.

His facial details changed very little, but this small change that others could not observe was all taken into Guan Fei's eyes.

Guan Fei's biological brain is running rapidly, linking its changes with the corresponding emotional fluctuations in the data, giving him a clear judgment on the mood of Director Huang at this moment.

There is a door!

He was delighted.

He can handle the whole process independently when he goes to Hong Kong, but the time may be delayed a lot. But his family is really looking forward to it, waiting for him to buy back the food and help him. If the domestic side is willing to lend a little help, he can give him great help!

"Do you have any plans?" Huang Tanshi's tone became softer, no longer so distant, and had a little personal emotion.

"In the past, we just wanted to start a company to make money to supplement our family. However, we do not have a formal identity in Hong Kong. If we can help in this area at home, we will be grateful. We can get the rest through our own labor, so we won't bother you." Guan Fei told the request calmly.

Secretary Huang nodded slightly.

This is whether it is difficult or not, or easy.

Unlike in the 1960s, Hong Kong was able to obtain legal residence status in the past. Hong Kong and Britain now implemented a policy of resistance, which means that you must first smuggle across the border and then avoid the military and police who were searching. After entering the city, you must also find your own relatives and accompany them to the civil affairs registration authority. Only by confirming that it is your relatives who can obtain a local ID card issued by Hong Kong and Britain.

It was easier for Guangdong natives to be there in the past. They had many relatives in Hong Kong. As long as they were willing to prove that they were their own relatives, it was not difficult to get their ID cards.

But it’s more difficult for Guan Fei and others.

They are basically educated youths who have gone out of China, and they all have them all, and the most are junior and senior students who go to the countryside in several provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan. Even if they go there, they have no local relatives to surrender and cannot obtain legal status. Once caught by the police, they will be deported.
Chapter completed!