When he came to the phone booth, Chu Heng took out the piece of paper Xie Jun gave him and looked at it.
The person above is called Chrissy Boley, a reporter for Citigroup's Washington Post. He has not had much contact with this person, but he is still an acquaintance.
When Chu Heng went back to trick Andrew, this Chrissy also came to him and took a few photos of him.
He read the information on the piece of paper carefully, recalled Chrissy in his mind, organized the voice message, and then picked up the phone and broadcast it.
A few moments.
The call is connected.
Krishna's signature drake voice sounded through the microphone.
"Hello, who's looking for me?"
"I'm awesome, Chrissy."
"Oh, it was the famous Niubi Chu who called me. I was surprised. My friend, please tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
"I have a scoop about that bastard Andrew that will get you a promotion and a raise!"
"Huh? Are you kidding me?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't think you'll be so bored, so...just one hour, no...half an hour later, we'll meet at the National Hotel Cafe!"
"See you there or not!"
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Listening to the hurried words on the phone, Chu Heng put down the phone with a smile on his face, took out the money and handed it to the stall aunt who looked at him in confusion.
When the aunt gave him change, she couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Young man, which dialect do you speak? Why haven't I heard it before?"
"Oh, Wenzhou dialect."
Chu Heng took the money with a grin, put it into his pocket, ignored the aunt who was eager to chat, walked back to the car, stepped on the accelerator, and went straight to the Minzu Hotel.
The Minzu Hotel he was going to was one of the few foreign-related hotels in Sijiu City during this period. It opened in 1959 and was one of the ten buildings commemorating the 10th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. It was located on the north side of Fuxingmen Nei Street and was personally designed by Mr. Zhou.
Named after him, he has hosted heads of state from other countries many times.
In addition to accommodation and various press conferences, the hotel also has Chinese and Western restaurants, coffee shops, hot pot restaurants, and many other restaurants chosen by guests.
Because it involves foreign affairs, few Chinese people can enter it, making it very mysterious.
Chu Heng also turned around this time and didn't even get close to this place.
After parking the car somewhere, he kept looking around in front of the hotel like a country bumpkin.
From the perspective of the current public, this tall building with more than ten floors can be described as tall, majestic, luxurious and elegant.
But in Chu Heng's eyes, it was just that.
The appearance is old and the shape is even more featureless.
After watching this for a while, Chu Heng lost all the novelty and walked back to the car, smoking a cigarette out of boredom.
About ten minutes passed.
Just when Chu Heng was about to find the ground to urinate, a harsh call suddenly sounded from beside him.
"Awesome Chu!"
He subconsciously heard the sound and passed by, and saw Chrissie Boley who was getting out of a Ford car in a hurry.
This guy's appearance is very...well, distinctive...
He is tall and has a big frame, but he is very thin, almost skinny. He also has a fluffy afro and beard, and he looks like a mop turned into a spirit.
Yajuebi addict...
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids at the withered face, and then greeted Chrissy who was running towards him with enthusiasm.
Coming closer.
Chrissy, who started panting after running a few steps, grabbed Chu Heng's shoulders with force and said in a huff, "I hope, I hope you won't let me down, my friend."
"Don't worry, you will thank me."
Chu Heng smiled at him confidently, and immediately the two of them walked into the Minzu Hotel arm in arm.
There are waiters in the lobby.
When he saw them coming in, he hurriedly greeted them. After politely asking what they needed, he led the two of them to the coffee shop.
After taking a seat.
Chrissy skillfully ordered a cup of hand-ground coffee, and Chu Heng asked for a pot of tea because he loved drinking it.
The waiter who was in charge of serving them didn't say anything. He just looked at the bumpkin who was drinking tea in the coffee shop with a strange look on his face, and then turned around to prepare drinks for them.
The waiter just left.
Chrissy asked impatiently: "My friend, please tell me what news you have."
"Take a look at this first, be careful, and don't let others see it."
Chu Heng slowly took out the small paper bag from his pocket, took out a small photo about half the size of a palm, placed it face down on the table, and immediately raised his hand to signal.
Chrissy quickly took it over. When he saw the image on the photo, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
He works in journalism and is very aware of the importance of this photo.
During this period, there were two superpowers in the world, one was Citigroup and the other was Maozi, and the contradictions between the two countries were also very great. There was a long-term cold war, war preparation competition, blah blah blah...
It made a fuss.
As a reporter from Citigroup, if he can expose the scandal of an important figure in Mao Zedong, he will definitely become famous in the circle, and he will be famous. When the time comes, he will be promoted and raised, buy a house and a car, get divorced and marry a celebrity...
The more Chrissy thought about it, the more excited she became. Her breathing began to become heavy, her eyes became red, and her heart was beating wildly, looking like she was about to give up at any moment.
"Sir, coffee and tea are ready."
Fortunately, the waiter came in time, brought him back to reality, and saved his life.
Chrissy suddenly became excited, hurriedly put the photo on the table, and told the waiter with a serious face: "Thank you, we have important things to talk about next, please don't disturb us."
The waiter's eyes narrowed, then he responded calmly, silently stepped away, and went to find his leader.
At this time, the masses were very wary of spies and enemy agents...
Chu Heng looked at the waiter who left in a hurry and sighed softly.
have to.
Go back and explain to someone quickly, otherwise someone may have to check the water meter at some point.
"Chu!"
Chrissy called Chu Heng at this time and drew his attention. He was holding the photo with one hand and holding his knees with the other. He asked eagerly: "How did you get this photo?"
of?"
"You don't need to worry about this. What you have to consider now is what price to pay for them!" Chu Heng took a sip of tea with a half-smile and put the paper bag on the table.
"There's more in here?!"
Chrissy hurriedly took it out and took out the photo. After scanning it quickly, she was so happy that she almost fainted. She murmured to herself: "Oh, God, damn God, lovely God, you finally started to pay attention."
Me? Shit..."
I vented for a while.
He finally calmed down, holding on to the photo without letting go, and asked Chu Heng with an air of determination to win: "Then, Chu, please make a price, I want these things!"
Chu Heng grinned with white teeth: "Five thousand knives, I think they are worth the price."
Chrissy seemed very calm at this time, and after hearing this, he slowly shook his head: "This is too much. I admit that they are valuable, but they are not worth so much."
