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Chapter 504 The Lobbyist

As dusk approached, Cao Mo and the others were about to go out to find a fly restaurant on Changsha Road to feel the long-lost smell of fireworks. Cheng Xi received a call and passed the person on the other end of the phone for a while. She covered the call hole in confusion and spoke to Cao Mo.

Mo said:

"Qiu Xiaoyan said that there were several classmates in the class having a dinner tonight. I heard somewhere that you had returned to China and wanted us to go there together?"

"Qiu Xiaoyan? Who?" Cao Mo asked doubtfully.

"Just pretend," Cheng Xi glanced at him with beautiful eyes, said coquettishly, and then said to the other end of the phone, "Cao Mo may not be free. I'll ask him now and I'll call you back later!"

"Classmate in high school, classmate in junior high school, I really know a girl named Qiu Xiaoyan, why did I pretend?" Cao Mo asked innocently when he saw Cheng Xi hung up the phone first.

"Qiu Xiaoyan is Zhou Rong. She asked you if you wanted to taste lipstick just after the start of your third year of high school. You pretended to be stupid and said that you had already eaten Cheng Xi's lipstick. It was not delicious at all. You couldn't have forgotten this, right?

"Xiao Jun recalled for him.

"Of course I remember her, but why is she called Qiu Xiaoyan again?" Cao Mo asked curiously.

"She graduated from high school and repeated her studies for another year. She changed her name to Cheng Xi once for her student status. She must have wanted people to ask you to try her lipstick. You should know her current name!" Xiao Jun laughed.

"Conscience of heaven and earth, at that time I really thought she was just showing off to me that she bought a new lipstick. You see, I was pure at that time. It was Cheng Xi who led me astray!" Cao Mo said aggrievedly.

Cheng Xi came over and grabbed his ear.

Cao Mo begged for mercy.

He still remembered the girl who changed her name to Qiu Xiaoyan, and he was quite impressed.

Qiu Xiaoyan's family is better off than Cheng Xi's. When she was in high school, her father was already a bureau-level cadre of Xinhai City Hall, and Qiu Xiaoyan liked to dress up when she was in school.

Compared with Cheng Xi's innocence, Qiu Xiaoyan, who seemed mature and gorgeous at the time, was actually more likely to attract the turbulent hearts of boys.

Of course, Cao Mo would not admit this now.

"Do you believe what he said?" Cheng Xi also didn't believe what Cao Mo said, and looked at Yu Jing, Zhao Qianyun, and Wu Yunling and asked.

"I don't believe it!" The three girls shook their heads together.

"If you don't believe it, don't believe it. Anyway, in my impression, she is a very ordinary girl. How did she know that I returned to China today and how did you get in touch with her later?" Cao Mo spread his hands and asked.

"We have always been in contact, and she is not ordinary at all, okay? When she went to school, she was the most fashionable and beautiful in the class. Many boys liked her and she came from a good family. I can't compare with her, okay!" Cheng Xi said

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After Cao Mo dropped out of school in his senior year of high school, he went straight to work without taking the college entrance examination, and had no contact with his former classmates. Later, when he returned to China after spending a few years in Africa, he attended a class reunion, which was extremely unpleasant, so he simply stopped following his previous classmates.

of classmates.

However, whether Cheng Xi or Xiao Jun, their life path is the same as that of most young people in China. They take the college entrance examination and go to university step by step. Even though they have a closer relationship with their college classmates after graduation, they are still different from the previous junior high school and high school students.

Classmates, we also maintain a certain amount of contact.

"Qiu Xiaoyan's father was transferred back to Xinhai and is now a city leader, in charge of culture, education, finance and other work. Qiu Xiaoyan went to the UK to study for a while after graduating from university, and later stayed at an investment bank in the UK called Santander.

job, she was transferred to Santander Bank's Xinhai branch last year as a senior investment manager. It must have something to do with her father's transfer back to Xinhai. As soon as she came back, she organized various gatherings and became an active figure among her classmates again.

Muxiang Capital has visited several times, looking for opportunities for cooperation. Xiao Jun was squeezed like a mule by you and had no time to show up, but Zhao Qianyun and I were dragged out by them and had two boring meals," Cheng Xi

He said, "Do you want to go to dinner today? People have been clamoring to see you?"

After that unpleasant classmate gathering, Cao Mo never liked such gatherings. Besides, Cheng Xi didn't have a good impression of Qiu Xiaoyan, so why would he join in the fun?

Cao Mo said: "We can't leave Shen Ji, Yun Ling, and Yu Jing behind. Let's talk about it later when we have the chance..."

Zhao Qianyun is considered a family member of Xiao Jun, and their wedding is coming soon. In addition, Zhao Qianyun is now an employee of Muxiang Capital. It is not a big deal to meet Qiu Xiaoyan and the others, but she drags Shen Ji, Wu Yunling, and Yu Jing to join them. At a high school class reunion, we couldn't even get together to talk. It's not always the case.

Cao Mo asked Cheng Xi to go back to Qiu Xiaoyan directly, and they would find a place to find food tonight.

Cheng Xi dialed Qiu Xiaoyan's phone again and made an excuse, saying that Cao Mo had just returned to China and had already made arrangements for the past few days. We would arrange to have dinner together when we were free. Anyway, the other party had a father who could be his supporter, so a relationship was impossible. Stiff.

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Changsha Road is near Hemingyuan. Driving in the inner ring at this point is very congested, so we decided to walk there.

In late autumn, the colors of the city at dusk are rich and bright, making it suitable for strolling; you may also find a suitable restaurant along the road to sit in. Cao Mo and Cheng Xi ate all over Changsha Road very early. After more than ten years, walking on it again, it felt like It's much more comfortable than sitting in a brightly lit high-end restaurant.

But they didn't expect that not far away from the south gate of the community, a blue Maserati Quattroport drove up behind them.

The car stopped, and a gorgeous girl in a red trench coat opened the door and stepped out. She waved to Cao Mo and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, old classmate. Is it so difficult to ask you and Cheng Xi to have a meal together?"

No matter how beautiful and charming the other party is, Cao Mo doesn't like this kind of forceful persuasion, not to mention that the other party still comes with a clear purpose.

Wang Chaoyong and another girl Cao Mo vaguely remembered named Xing Xiaoli also came out of the car at this time, and stretched out their hands to Cao Mo very bachelorly: "I did some things in the past that were not honest, and I always wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to you face to face. Xiao Jun and others have been very busy and can’t even make an appointment, so I’m going to take advantage of Sister Qiu’s influence today.”

"Ha," Cao Mo put his hand in his trouser pocket, looked directly past Wang Chaoyong, looked at Qiu Xiaoyan, and laughed, "Cheng Xi said Qiu Xiaoyan invited us to dinner, I was still wondering who Qiu Xiaoyan was. Well. As you can see, today is indeed inconvenient. I can’t leave my friends behind at this time..."

"My old classmate's friend is Mr. Shen?" Qiu Xiaoyan asked persistently, "Mr. Shen may be too noble and forgetful to remember me, but I have met Mr. Shen in several meetings and activities. We can’t be considered strangers, let’s go there together…”

The domestic political situation is much more stable than that of other African countries, which makes the leading cadres at the Xinhai city level not as powerful as those high-ranking local officials in Africa, but with more far-reaching potential influence. :(/

Coupled with Qiu Xiaoyan's unyielding temperament, Cao Mo also felt a headache secretly and said:

"Which classmates are you having dinner with today? There is a fried liver restaurant at the intersection of Changsha. It looks unprepossessing, but I can't forget what I must eat when I return to China. This time when I returned to China, I thought about where we were going as we were the first to report on it. Otherwise, why don’t everyone move there to have dinner together, and I’ll treat this meal?! Everyone should know that I’ve made a lot of money in Africa over the years, and among so many classmates, no one is more qualified to treat than me. !”

"Okay, we'll just feed you today. I heard you're really rich now." Qiu Xiaoyan said.

Fried liver is a traditional novel in Beijing. There are very few restaurants related to it in Xinhai. However, walking out from the south gate of Hemingyuan and walking to the intersection of Changsha, there is indeed such a small shop specializing in fried liver. I ate there many years ago. Last year

I passed by and saw that the shop was still open and not closed, but I didn't have the chance to go in and have a meal.

Stir-fried liver is actually made of pig intestine as the main ingredient, with only about one-third to one-quarter of the pig liver. It is made with garlic, aniseed, yellow sauce, minced ginger, etc. as auxiliary ingredients, and starch to thicken the soup. The soup is crystal clear and translucent.

, the pig intestines are fat, smooth and rotten, the liver is tender and fragrant, light and not greasy, it is a famous market snack in the north.

However, Qiu Xiaoyan didn't know what a fried liver restaurant was, so she parked her car on the side of the road and walked toward Changsha Road behind Cao Mo and the others.

Wang Chaoyong was ignored by Cao Mo and did not dare to have any objections. At this time, he followed behind and called other classmates to meet at Changsha Road.

"Hexianju" Fried Liver Restaurant is just a snack bar. There are no private rooms. After opening the soft rubber curtain that was yellowed by the oil smoke and walking in, there are six greasy small tables in the small hall of less than 20 square meters.

In the corner is a place that combines ordering, cashier and counter. Soda bottles, beer, etc. are piled at the foot. There is a small door behind the counter, leading to the kitchen.

It was still early at this time and there were no other diners. There was a fat but capable middle-aged woman sitting behind the counter. When she saw the brightly dressed Cao Mo and others walking in, she thought they were in the wrong place and didn't even bother to get up and pay attention.

Why would these young men and women eat at her place?

"Boss, help us set up a big table, and then give us a large portion of fried liver, plus a small bottle of cocoa,"

Cao Mo walked to the far side and helped the surprised landlady put the three small tables into a rectangular table that could seat ten people. He sat down carelessly and looked at Qiu Xiaoyan, who was frowning, and said,

"We are in Africa, and life is certainly not hard now, but you have never been to Africa to eat roasted monkeys all day long. Roasted monkeys are a famous dish in Africa. If you catch a live little monkey, don't kill it, don't wash it, just take a big iron

Sticking a knife through the buttocks, roasting on the fire, listening to the screams of the little monkeys, and having fun eating like this all day long. I'm really tired of it, so I want to go back to my country and have some fried liver.

.Don’t be polite later. If you like fried liver, I can still afford it till the end of time! Cheng Xi really likes fried liver. She took me here to eat in this restaurant when she was a sophomore in high school.

Later, I took Xiao Jun here to eat there several times, and it has remained open all these years. At that time, Xiao Jun and I were both poor, so we couldn’t compare with you two. It’s funny to say that Xiao Jun and I’s biggest wish at that time was

When you get rich, you can eat a bowl of fried liver every day. If you eat three meals a day, your life will be even more beautiful. Xiao Jun may be tired of eating in China, but I have too few opportunities to return to China. You won’t think that this place is too

Simple, right?”

"How could it be?" Qiu Xiaoyan almost pinched her nose and sat down across from her, saying, "Now that I miss my life in high school, it's really wonderful..."

After a while, two other high school classmates who were dragged over by Qiu Xiaoyan and Wang Chaoyong came over. Seeing the situation in the shop, their faces were very rich, but now they had heard about Cao Mo's identity and status, and they also heard about it.

Not daring to express any opinions, he sat down after a few pleasantries.

After Qiu Xiaoyan ate less than half of the bowl of fried liver, she couldn't bear it anymore and looked at Wang Chaoyong sitting in the corner with resentment.

Wang Chaoyong bit the bullet and made it clear to Cao Mo: "Song Taiping is the boss of Jindian Auction Company. He is an old friend of my uncle. He also has business dealings with Sister Qiu. They must have done something unfair today. Mr. Song

His son also really regrets it, and they are willing to bear all liability for compensation, as long as you can forgive them..."

"Hey, why are you going all the way around here? It turns out that Song is looking for you to be a lobbyist,"

Cao Mo patted his thigh and said,

"As for this matter, if you hadn't come forward, I would never have bypassed the father and son. I have never swallowed my anger in Africa, and you must have heard of my style of dealing with people. If I had my car window smashed in Africa,

, I can’t survive unless I kill the other party with one shot. Since you are here to act as lobbyists, this matter is easy. I don’t want to cause too much trouble in the country, but the compensation will definitely not be asked of them. How much compensation can they pay?

Give me a million? It’s not even enough for me to play games for two or three days to recharge. Let’s go and tell Song, let his son sit in jail for as many days as he deserves, and don’t give me any less.

, I won’t arrange for someone else to kill them..."


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