The two Western reporters were immediately confused. At this moment, it was impossible for them to resist. They were annoyed and could only say that they had no brains. Someone had laid such an obvious trap, but they chose to sneak into it.
Is this really the case?
Just when the policemen in front of them thought they had won the day, the two Western reporters looked at each other with a cunning look in their eyes.
Geng Yuehong, who was in the venue, was surrounded by three foreign ambassadors. Ambassador Heaton was chattering endlessly, and the other two ambassadors were helping. The countries of the other two ambassadors were incompatible with the powerful United States represented by Ambassador Heaton.
Guanxi, following others every day.
Geng Yuehong didn't care about the harsh attitude of Ambassador Heaton and the other two ambassadors, but the spit of these three people was a bit stinky and she couldn't stand it.
The phone vibrated soon, and Geng Yuehong smiled and said, "Sorry, you three. I'll answer the call first. I'm afraid the answer will be revealed soon."
Geng Yuehong answered the phone. The smile on her face was obviously brighter. She seemed to be in a good mood. After hanging up the phone, she left with her two subordinates.
"Geng..."
Ambassador Heaton immediately shouted.
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Heaton, I have something to do, so I won't stay with you here for now. Although it may be boring to stay in this place, I think you will like the coffee and desserts here. We also have red wine.
Be prepared, just because of your status, it is not appropriate to even have a small drink in front of so many people."
Geng Yuehong left, leaving the three ambassadors on the stage with particularly ugly faces, and everyone in the audience was also paying attention to Geng Yuehong at the moment.
Not long after Geng Yuehong left, Zhang Luo winked at the personal assistant next to him. This assistant with a good face and an even hotter body squatted down and pretended to arrange the shoelaces, and took it out of the bag.
I picked up my phone and quickly opened the SMS interface to start editing messages.
A tender white green thumb quickly clicked on the name. There were only three letters. These three letters represented the meaning of retreat. (One Zero)
Sending...
The little secretary took a deep breath. Although the time was short, a layer of sweat broke out on her fair forehead. Just when she was about to put away her mobile phone and stand up, her mobile phone suddenly made a beeping sound.
The voice was not loud, but the little secretary was startled. She lowered her head and looked at the phone. Her already fair cheeks turned even whiter in an instant.
Zhang Luo was chatting with several key members of the chamber of commerce. He looked calm and expressed his views on the current business model. Everyone expressed their opinions and analyzed and predicted the future market conditions.
Mr. Zhou didn't seem to be interested in the content of their chat. He leaned on his chair and took a nap while reading the newspaper. From the corner of his eye, the old man saw what Secretary Zhang Luo had just done, but he pretended not to see it.
The little secretary came close to Zhang Luo's ear and whispered a few words in a low voice. Zhang Luo, who had been chatting happily, suddenly had a startled expression on his face.
"What's wrong, Lao Zhang?"
We all belong to the same chamber of commerce, so chatting is more casual, and titles such as president and chairman are missing.
"Nothing." Zhang Luo smiled and said.
"Hey, your face doesn't seem right. Did you make a mistake in your investment? You invested in heavy industry, which is the least important investment at present?" said another old man.
Zhang Luo smiled and said: "Heavy industry is in a mess at the moment. The state no longer provides subsidies to national heavy industries. This is compressing space. Twenty years ago, heavy industry developed a lot, especially in the Northeast and the old industrial base. The rise of the Northeast has led to the economic rise of the entire Northeast, but the current national policy is obviously not focused on heavy industry. We have officially entered a developing country from the original poor country, and we are in the middle and late stages of a developing country. It is indeed time to cut back on the inconspicuous and polluting heavy industries. However, in the next ten years, when a large number of heavy industries are cut off, what remains must be the essence of the nation and bear the backbone of the entire nation's production. By then, those remaining The heavy industry can make a lot of money."
"Haha, what Lao Zhang said makes sense, then I should consider investing in heavy industry."
"Yes, heavy industry is the backbone of national production."
Several people were chatting with great interest, but no one noticed that a thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhang Luo's head. He observed the situation inside the venue and wanted to find an opportunity to leave, but there were special police guarding him all around, and he wanted to go out. Easier said than done.
"Hey, what's going on? My mobile phone has no signal." Mr. Zhou suddenly said.
Several businessmen brothers who were chatting happily took out their mobile phones after hearing this.
"Hey, there is really no signal."
"Don't make such a fuss. There's nothing strange about this. The police will definitely block cell phone signals when they have missions. In a modern society, if we don't have this technology, what's the use of just locking us up here."
"Hey, this is really delaying things. I can't watch the stock opening in the morning."
"Mr. Lu, it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not. Your group's stock has been rising all the way recently. I would say that the probability of it falling is low. If it does fall, it will be just a matter of accumulating strength and preparing for another jump."
…
A group of people continued to chat, Zhang Luo's expression was natural, but a little unnatural. He tried his best to look natural, but sometimes it was too natural, which made people feel abnormal.
Of course, no one around noticed this small detail. Zhang Luo felt that someone had been staring at him. When he turned around, he saw Mr. Zhou looking at him with a smile. Zhang Luo smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Mr. Zhou, What do you have to say to me?"
Mr. Zhou smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Zhang, you have a granddaughter who is already eighteen years old. My little grandson is twenty-three years old this year. Is there any chance for them to meet?"
The expression on Zhang Luo's face was startled, and then several people around him laughed when they heard this, "Mr. Zhou, you are going to become in-laws with Mr. Zhang." (Zero One)
"We have heard that your little grandson is a talented person and a serious top student. Unlike most children in our circle, we all spend money to buy acupuncture points. Your grandson passed the exam on his own. ."
"Mr. Zhang, if you are not interested in this marriage, we have a little girl in our family who is a pretty good husband."
Everyone was talking to each other again, Zhang Luo said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou is such a good little grandson, my little granddaughter may not be worthy of it, but Mr. Zhou has spoken, maybe this is an opportunity for our Zhang family. I agreed to this first, so don’t start making noises."
…
When Geng Yuehong came out of the hall, Tan Qiu greeted him and said with a serious face: "Boss, those two Westerners are weaklings. They confessed everything after a little scare. The person they want to report has been identified, and we
We have convinced the two of them to take us there..." (To be continued)