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Chapter 1226 The Lobbyist

Chapter 1226 Lobbyist

"Zhao Heng, come and sit! sit!"

After Nan Changshou left a topic that was interesting enough for Zhao Heng, he changed the subject and invited him to sit down in a large restaurant in the South. Nan Changshou, which has always liked to leave a good impression, naturally would not create the restaurant magnificent, but was more of an antique antique calligraphy and painting.

Nan Changshou waved his hand and asked Nan to chant the Buddha's name to pull out the chair and sit down for Zhao Heng, and then asked the servant to quickly deliver the wine and food: "When I heard that I told you to come to Nan's house for dinner, I asked someone to make a few dishes, five-spice beef and cumin mutton, all of which are border town characteristics, I hope it will suit your taste."

Nan Changshou pointed to the first dish he sent: "This is Biancheng roast chicken. The slaughtered live chicken is processed and marinated. After the ingredients are tasty, the fried until the chicken skin is golden, then put it in the prepared soup pot and cook it. Finally, add spices in the chicken shell to stuff it."

“The aroma of roast chicken is radiating from the inside out and has a unique taste.”

Nan Changshou carefully introduced his slender eyes, garlic nose, and slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed to be laughing. His hair was combed with silk lines and his tailor-made clothes covered his slightly raised belly. His words and deeds completely subverted the patient's situation.

“Border town features?”

Zhao Heng smiled: "The old man has a lot of intentions."

Nan Changshou picked up the slender public chopsticks and picked up a piece of chicken wings for Zhao Heng: "It's not a big deal, but I know that when you reach the point of your life, I've been tired of eating delicacies from mountains and seas. I thought that you had been in the border town for a while and was the first person to cross the river, so I asked someone to prepare these wines and dishes."

Zhao Heng thanked Nan Changshou for his kindness, and then put chicken wings in a porcelain bowl: "The past is unbearable to look back. Compared to the heroic soul who died on the battlefield, Zhao Heng is a scumbag. I can eat delicious food and drink spicy food in front of Mr. Nan and drink the wine that Mr. Nan poured is the most important reason for their stable life."

He directly sighed: "So the first person to cross the river is to be a false reputation. Zhao Heng even felt guilty for winning this false reputation. Not only did I live fortunately, I also gained glory. Ninety percent of the dead or alive soldiers on the battlefield have nothing, no false reputation or wealth."

"People always have to look forward!"

Nan Changshou is worthy of being a diplomat, turning Zhao Heng’s heavy topic to the future: “Only by remembering history and looking forward to the future, can mankind move forward and prosper. If you are always immersed in the grievances of the past, the dead will be difficult to rest in peace, and they will suffer, just like you and Jiang Polang.”

Nan Changshou finally turned to the topic to discuss: "Everyone knows that you have a grudge with Jiang Polang and knows that you have contradicted Mr. Jiang, but Mr. Jiang has now compromised and left China, Dong Taibai has been in prison for twelve years, and Dong Xiashu has committed suicide fearing his crime, and everything is enough."

The old man looked at Zhao Heng with a sincere expression: "No matter how big the grudge between the Dongshi and you is, it should be over for the time being. Forgive others if you have to forgive others. Even if you hate Jiang Polang to the core, you should let him go in the face of the Dongshi's doom, so that people will not say that you are inhumane."

"You will think you are a kind and righteous person."

Zhao Heng laughed when he heard this and waved his hand to stop Nan from reciting the Buddha's name: "Old Nan, as I said just now, I have never been a person who cares about reputation, nor do I care about other people's opinions and contempt. The bloody incidents of Sakura Hall and Wanglai Village have made countless people scold me for being a butcher."

With the helpless look on Nan's face, Zhao Heng said softly to Nan Changshou: "The Xiang family massacre and the burning of Huo's garden have made me stung by Hong Kong people so far, but when did I, Zhao Heng, care? Compared to the reputation of benevolence and righteousness, I am more inclined to trap Jiang Polang to death!"

"After all, it's childish."

Although Nan Changshou's figure is tall, he is also very graceful, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. When the atmosphere was slightly tense, he pointed to a dish and smiled: "Zhao Heng, come, try this goat meat. This is an authentic border town goat, and the mutton has been marinated for a long time."

As the servant gave each dish, he enthusiastically introduced the host's rituals. Then Nan Changshou added when Zhao Heng enjoyed the food: "Zhao Heng, your identity and status were not noble enough in the past, so it would not be possible to do whatever you want, but now you are the hope of China."

Nan Changshou held the exquisite goblet and spoke solemnly: "In my opinion, you must be the Prime Minister of China in twenty years. Don't think that I am flattering you. At my status and age, there is no need to flatter anyone. This is my voice for you."

"So your current position of forgiveness will reduce resistance to you."

Zhao Heng also smiled and picked up the wine glass, nodded, taking a sip indifferently, neither answering whether to accept the other party's approval or feel unquestionable. The attitude of not expressing it clearly made Nan Changshou's detection feel like he had a punch in the empty space and could not exert force.

"Zhao Heng, let the river break the waves."

Nan Changshou breathed a long breath and even glanced at Nan chanting Buddha's name: "Put aside what I just said, Jiang Polang's crimes would not be in prison. Compared with Dong Taibai's iron evidence, Jiang Polang did not commit any major incidents at all, and Dong Xia's suicide note accusations were only one-sided words."

He added clearly: "Sustaining to death means fighting with people on Zhongshan Street, but he was ordered by Dong Taibai at that time, and he did not need to be responsible for this matter at all. The reason why he was arrested by the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Marshal Chen Yi's son was because the Standing Committee wanted to peacefully resolve the incident in the capital."

Nan Changshou became serious and said: "The situation is stable now, and we have no reason to detain him. Zhao Heng, I know that you want Jiang Polang to die, and I also want to leave no trouble, but now is not the time to step on him to death. First, the evidence is insufficient, and second, we must give Mr. Jiang face."

Zhao Heng spoke lightly: "The third is the pressure of Zhou?"

Before Nan Changshou could respond, Nan Chanting Buddha, who had been silent, said directly: "Grandpa, why are you doing this so hard? In fact, you can ignore Jiang Polang and Zhou. Whether it is Mr. Jiang and Zhou who want someone, they will contact Zhao Heng to negotiate."

"You are a lobbyist like this, may they have found you?"

Nan Changshou looked at his grandson who was asking him, and a wry smiled across his face: "Baby, do you mean to say, what benefits do I take to be a lobbyist like this? Everyone is their own people, and I am not afraid to admit that the Zhou family did exchange for the Nobel Peace Prize."

Nan Nian Buddha frowned slightly, and no longer cared about the old man's face: "Grandpa, why are you still being tempted? Last time, Mr. Jiang used it to tempt you, you had no resistance to marry Aunt Wan; now the Zhou family used it to tempt you, and you spared no effort to be a lobbyist for it?"

"Aren't you afraid that Zhou will play with you?"

When Nan Changshou heard Nan chanting Buddha's name, there was no embarrassment on his face. He glanced at his grandson and looked at Zhao Heng: "With the reputation and reputation of Zhou, it will not go back on its word, and I am not afraid of being laughed at by you. I am thinking about that award day and night, even if Zhou is playing, I will try it."

He looked righteous: "The most important point is that releasing Jiang Polang is much more beneficial to China than imprisoning him. Now China seems to be calm, but in fact it is still surging. If Jiang Polang is not allowed to return to New York, Jiang Lao and Zhou will definitely cause trouble."

"This is just strange!"

Zhao Heng spit out a piece of goat ribs, pulled a tissue and spoke: "Old Jiang and Zhou and others joined forces to mess with me. I haven't revenge on them yet. Now they come to put pressure on me again? It really makes me angry. I will kill Jiang Polang and then start a war against them!"

Nan Chanting Buddha also nodded: "It is indeed time to hurt their arrogance!"

Nan Changshou waved his hand quickly: "Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!" At this moment, the phone in the hall suddenly rang, and a guard from the South quickly brought the mobile phone over. Nan Changshou reached out to answer the answer. His face changed as soon as he heard a few words: "Chou will come tomorrow?"

After putting down the phone, he looked at Zhao Heng and Nan chanting Buddha's name and sighed: "The Zhou family will send representatives to the capital to ask for people tomorrow. Premier Hua decided to hold an informal meeting to decide whether Jiang Polang will stay or not. Zhao Heng, you should let Jiang Polang go tonight, so as not to be in a dilemma at the meeting tomorrow."

Zhao Heng said lightly: "Is it another tough battle?"

At this moment, there was a man standing in the backyard of Chen Wangba's simple dormitory in the dusty and musty room, a man in white clothes and a sad expression. He gently wiped the wooden sign, and the sadness made people feel like he was the closest person he had died.

"Old Chen, wait for me to complete Zhou's mission."

The man in white sniffed Zhiju on the table: "I will find the murderer to avenge you."

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