"Third brother, An Weihong made an appointment with someone to have dinner at Lao Mo at noon today."

“Is the message accurate?”

"Third brother, I got this news from Hu Baoguo. He was very close to An Weihong, and the person An Weihong made an appointment was his sister Hu Hongzhuang, so I can't make a mistake."

"What did he ask Sister Hongzhuang to do? Could it be that he wants to pursue her?"

"What are you talking about? Just An Weihong's little body must be crushed to death by Sister Hongzhuang. I heard from the service that Grandpa An Weihong is about to be 70 years old.

Yes, the old man has no other loves anything, and he only likes calligraphy. An Weihong wanted to make a great masterpiece to offer to his grandfather, so he made up his mind to a Song Dynasty work left by Grandpa Hu Baoguo. As for the name I can't remember. An Weihong first asked Hu Baoguo to discuss it, but Hu Baoguo couldn't refuse, so he told An Weihong that the word was passed to his sister before his grandfather died, saying that it was for his sister to be a dowry. If you want it, be my brother-in-law. I almost laughed to death when I heard this."

"So that's how it is. You can find things without any effort when you go through the iron shoes. I will be the only one who can do it later. You and Kang Tong will go there, so I won't call you Lao Zhu."

"Third brother, why are you looking for An Weihong? He is not easy to mess with. He always has two gun-carrying guards around him. We are afraid that we can't get along with him, right? I don't know what An Weihong is from. I have never heard of this person before. I asked him to serve the country, and he was also vague. Could he be the son of a big boss in the court, right?"

"What? Ma Leizi is also afraid?"

"I'm afraid of him, no, no! Who are we afraid of when we traveled to Sijiu City together? Third brother, don't provoke me, please greet me, I'm not saying anything."

"Ma Leizi, are you teasing. I am a drunkard and I don't want to drink. Looking for Hua Weihong is just a cover. The important thing is that I need a chance to meet his grandfather."

"His grandpa? Who is his grandpa?"

"General An"

"Hiss, hiss, third brother, this time I'm going to have a big time!"

Lei Xiaotian gasped and was completely shocked. Although these stubborn leaders were usually dissatisfied and two were resentful, they still respected the soldiers of the Wei Kingdom who came out of the sea of ​​blood, let alone the founders of the People's Liberation Army. These old men were like gods in the hearts of Lei Xiaotian and the stubborn leaders. Lei Xiaotian recovered from the shock and grabbed Xue Xiang's arm and said, "Third Brother, we are probably a hundred and eight thousand miles away from him. Even if An Weihong is willing to introduce him, I am afraid that Old General An will not see you. Third Brother, should you consider this matter again? I don't know what you want to meet Old General An, but it is definitely not a simple matter. Although our brothers have some face in Sijiu City, they will not be able to get on the table when they are in front of Old General An."

A silver lighter rolled on Xue Xiang's index finger and middle finger's fingertips. The lighter was dancing skillfully like a jumping elf on his fingertips. The sunlight shone through the tall sycamore tree and passed through the stacked grape leaves on Xue Xiang's stretched feet lying on the chair. He moved his feet to avoid the sun. Lei Xiaotian sat on the small bamboo chair next to him smoking a cigarette, and his thick eyebrows squeezed together, as if he was thinking about how to persuade Xue Xiang. Kang Tong was lying on Xue Xiang's wisteria chair with his eyes closed and he was sleeping. He did not insert the conversation between the two of them. Because Xue Xiang was there, he was too lazy to think too much, just waiting for Xue Xiang to give instructions.

Xue Xiang didn't say anything because he was unsure, but he couldn't delay any more, he had no time. In more than ten days, the tragic earthquake would break out, and all the central government's work will be transferred to earthquake relief in the next few months. Xue Anyuan will have no chance to resume in these few months. Once Xue Anyuan cannot resume, in that great game, Xue Xiang will completely become a bystander, and the generous ZZ reward will not be destined to be with him. This is definitely not allowed to be issued by Xue Xiang.

So after visiting his uncle, Xue Xiang asked Lei Xiaotian to pay close attention to An Weihong's movements. He needed someone to introduce him. This person would be the closest relative of General An, otherwise it would be difficult for him to gain the trust of General An. General An was almost exactly the same as Chen Kaizhen. At this time, only An Weihong, the eldest grandson of the second wife, was accompanied by him. Xue Xiang had to target An Weihong, although he heard that this person was very arrogant and difficult to get along with.

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The full name of Lao Moxi Restaurant is Mosco Restaurant. Later, when the old capitals called Shun, they became Lao Mo. It sounds friendly. Lao Mo was built by a north neighbor in 1954. At the beginning, they were all master chefs from northern neighbors. In 1971, the two countries had a feud, and all foreign chefs were withdrawn. After that, there were no tickets for dinner, because there were very few customers at that time, and only a hundred people were around a day. Lao Mo's meal fee was 40 or 5 yuan per person at that time, and the monthly salary of technical workers with slightly better treatment was only 30 or 40 yuan. Those who came here to eat were all upper-class people with backgrounds, returning overseas Chinese and children from large courtyards.

Xue Xiang and the other two arrived at Lao Mo at around 10 o'clock. At this time, the few were sitting not far from the revolving door drinking the famous Soviet wine Katyusha. On the red and white floral table were filled with cans of braised beef, butter grilled fish, butter mushroom soup, butter grilled mixed mixed with honey foie gras, and other five or six plates of Lao Mo's specialty food. Kang Tong and Lei Xiaotian were fighting with the food in front of them with knife and fork. Xue Xiang held a goblet and took a sip of wine, without any interest in the Slavic food in front of him.

Interestingly, his eyes occasionally flashed over the tall glass revolving doors, and occasionally looked at the luxurious hall. The roof as high as seven meters, the gorgeous gilded chandeliers, and four large bronze pillars stood in the center like the backbone. They wore black "Braji" dress, and the waiter in the outer white apron stood beside the table. The table was covered with light yellow tablecloths, high-legged glass cups, and dark red square napkins. The whole restaurant was both gorgeous and noble, and quaint and solemn.

"Ma Lei Zi, stop eating. Look at the revolving door. Is the man following Sister Hongzhuang An Weihong?" Xue Xiang quickly put down the goblet in his hand, pulled Lei Xiaotian, who was burying his head and asked, pointing to a man and a woman who came in through the revolving door. Although he knew that there was An Weihong, he had never seen them. Only Lei Xiaotian, who went out to inquire about the news, had seen Lei Xiaotian. Lei Xiaotian's mouth was stuffed with food and could not speak, so he could only nod.

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"Wei Hong, you invited me not only to have dinner, right? I heard from the service of the country. You can't get to him, and you come to find trouble for your sister Hongzhuang again? Didn't you tell you before? This is the dowry left by my grandfather to me, and I gave it to my future husband. Could it be that Wei Hong fell in love with your sister Hongzhuang and wanted to be the son-in-law of our Hu family? Haha..." The person who spoke was a girl in a black dress. At the end, she suddenly burst into laughter with a teasing tone. The girl is 24 or 25 years old, medium in size, strong in shape, and a bright voice.

"Sister Hongzhuang, don't joke about me. Even my little body is not worthy of you, right? Tell me, what do you want to exchange Song Huizong's "Wancaote Stickers" for me. Diamonds or pearls, gold, silver jewelry, rare jewelry, as long as you speak, I will get you all. What do you think? Let's not talk, try this bottle of Porto red wine that I brought with me." An Weihong looked like a little white face, in his twenties, a medium-sized, wearing a pair of gold wire glasses, black trousers and a white shirt, and was clean and neat. If it weren't for those long and narrow eyes, it would give people a gentle feeling. An Weihong arranged the two guards outside the door, and now he was asking for something from the other girl, and put two guards behind him.

Why does it give people a feeling of coercion and robbing? An Weihong had thought that he would take the initiative to ask Hu Baoguo's father Hu Qiming for requests. I believe he would be very happy to offer things. How many people wanted to curry favor with their grandfather and still couldn't find a place. But once they spoke to Hu Qiming, it was a big or small ZZ incident. The leader had long said that comrades in the party were not allowed to have birthdays. Except for the special period, due to ZZ needs, the commander-in-chief had a big birthday, and then no comrades in the leader had a birthday. He took the opportunity to ask Hu Qiming for things, and it might not be a reason for others to attack his grandfather. Therefore, this matter could only be done with Hu Baoguo of his own generation and Hu Hongzhuang. It was considered as an exchange between children. No one could choose his own reason if it was spread.

"Wei Hong, you know that I don't like those beautiful clothes and precious jewelry. Even if I like those things, I can't exchange my grandfather's relics. It's not that you, Hongzhuang, are you really not able to do it. Otherwise, you are thinking of other ways? Do I know that during the Great Sports, many of these famous books and paintings were copied out?" Hu Hongzhuang said with a sip of red wine.

An Weihong was really helpless now. A silver plug was spinning around in his hand. The steak in front of him was so messed up. I don’t know if it was venting anger or likes to eat it. An Weihong suppressed the anger in his heart, drank half a cup of Porto in one breath, wiped the corner of his mouth with a white napkin and said, “Sister Hongzhuang, those calligraphy and paintings have been burned and torn, and there are still good things there. I went to the homes of several famous Red Guards who were famous at that time and asked, they all said that those things were the first to be confirmed.

What must be destroyed will be kept. If I hadn't been helpless, I would have thought of giving you a dowry. Isn't this a thing that I was forced to be so useless? Otherwise, I would have bought it for 10,000 yuan. What if I bought it? Not to mention Zhao Ji's "Lucao Tips", even Wang Xizhi's "Looking in Zhuge Liangyuan" is enough. Sister Hongzhuang, you won't really give me face, right?" An Weihong said, his voice became more and more rapid, and your word was changed to you.

Seeing An Weihong say this, Hu Hongzhuang really couldn't refuse. She knew how terrifying the power of An Weihong's family in the capital was. She wanted to kill her family and didn't even have to take action. As long as it made a little noise, a slap player would rush to help him. An Weihong forced his head to bull's water. If he didn't agree, he would probably not call out to the call of Hongzhuang sister. Although Hu Hongzhuang was powerful, he was really clear-headed. He really didn't want to hand over the relics left by his grandfather to him like this, but the family might be overturned if he didn't hand over it. Hu Hongzhuang was a little stunned for a moment, staring at the wine glass in his hand in a daze, as if he was going to find the answer from the bright red wine in the goblet.

An Weihong didn't urge him, he believed that Hu Hongzhuang would make a wise choice. At this moment, a voice sounded in the ears of both of them.
Chapter completed!