Chapter 473: Bronze Kirin
"Sister, who is it?" Although Bai Mengxin already had a vague impression in her heart after seeing Bai Yaning's reaction, she still asked, "Is it ......?"
"It's Wang Hao," Bai Yaning passed the verification for the first time, and then said in surprise: "It's Wang Hao!" It's definitely him! He's not dead! β
"It's brother-in-law!" Bai Mengxin jumped up excitedly like a little rabbit and cheered: "It's brother-in-law, brother-in-law is still alive!" β
This time is no longer the time to be happy, Bai Yaning wiped away her tears, and started typing with trembling hands-
Wait for your heart: "Where are you?" β
In order to wait for Wang Hao to come back, Bai Yaning's cold heart has also completely melted......
The Great Devil: "I met the agent who came here to save me shortly after I escaped from Joker, and now I'm in Nigeria, I'm fine, just ......"
Wait for your heart: "Just what?" β
Grand Demon King: "It's just that there are still some things that need to be resolved, wait for me to come back." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Wait for your heart: "Okay, I'll be waiting for you forever." That...... Where are you going next? β
The Great Demon King: "Samsung Kim Tae-hee is helping those terrorists like this, of course I have to collect some interest." β
Wait for your heart: "I understand, remember to keep yourself safe." β
Great Demon King: "Don't worry. β
Putting away the phone, Bai Yaning sighed softly, then looked at Bai Mengxin and smiled: "It's Wang Hao!" β
"Sure enough, it's brother-in-law," Bai Mengxin hugged Bai Yaning with a smile and said, "Are you relieved this time?" So what did he say? β
Bai Yaning smiled and scratched Bai Mengxin's little nose and said, "He's going to South Korea to do something." β
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Korea.
In the chamber of the Blue House government, the current South Korean President Park Ji-hui received the special commissioner from the US Department of Defense, Troy.
Because the matter is highly confidential, the South Korean side did not send an invitation letter to the international media, but only symbolically invited several South Korean media outlets, which can be regarded as an official introduction to the meeting.
This meeting was only a superficial action, and under the introduction of these South Korean media, the South Korean people just thought that this was an ordinary political news, so it did not attract much attention.
And all this is precisely a pretext for the perfect cooperation between the Park Ji-hui government and the United States.
Because, just after today's press conference, the visiting personnel from the United States quickly got into a special car, and then the Mercedes-Benz sedan disappeared on the roads of Seoul.
"Thank you for your interest, this meeting is just an interaction in the development of friendship between the United States and South Korea, and that's all for today's report." Ms. Park's official spokesperson quickly summed up the meeting and then went behind the scenes.
And just after the media at the scene left one by one, no one saw that President Park Ji-hui's special car also quickly drove out of the office building of the Blue House Government and drove in the direction where the American group had just left.
in the presidential car.
"The signing of the Desa system this time is a very important strategic cooperation project." A middle-aged woman in her forties held Park Jihui's hand tightly.
Ordinary people will be surprised when they see this scene, who can be so close to the president of South Korea.
And in fact, this person is Park Zhihui's best friend, Cui Instant!
"Of course I know," Park Zhihui smiled and took a sip of wine, "It's thanks to your matchmaking." β
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Seoul, under the APA Hotel building.
"This is the legendary APA?" Wang Hao, who was wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses, looked up at the hotel building, and a strange smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth: "Is it quite suitable for me to do things here......
He stood for a moment, and then asked the system, "I have been forgetting it before, can you help me translate?" Otherwise, there is a real barrier to language communication. β
"Yes," the system voice sounded, "a small thing." β
Since there is no problem of language communication, Wang Hao is ready to enter the hotel lobby, but he doesn't want to, he was stopped by the guard as soon as he arrived at the door, and only heard the guard say: "There will be important guests visiting, irrelevant people, please wait." Wait for guests to enter, others and others can enter. β
"Oh." Wang Hao agreed lightly, and then leaned back.
Soon, Wang Hao saw a convoy drive into the underground parking lot of the hotel, he suddenly became curious, and asked, "That is the guest you are talking about?" Who is it? β
The hotel guard glanced at Wang Hao and said contemptuously in Japanese: "You don't deserve to know, lowly Heavenly People!" β
I rubbed it, I didn't expect to see a Japanese right-winger here!
"Thank you!" Wang Hao reached out and patted the guard's shoulder very kindly, and then entered the hotel lobby.
The guard knelt down with a puff, his face covered in cold sweat. Because he just felt as if he had turned around from the ghost gate.
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The American correspondent, under the cover of the staff, unknowingly entered the third floor of the APA Hotel.
This third floor is generally not open to ordinary people, ordinary officials or international friends visit, generally arranged on the second floor or the fourth floor and the fifth floor, very few people can enter the third floor, and this time the Korean consul who was fortunate enough to enter the third floor, at this moment is also wide-eyed, this third floor is like a small deliberative style hall, other floors are divided into many rooms, and ordinary hotels, and this third floor, through a wall of separation at the elevator entrance, in front of you is a wide scene.
The entire third floor has been completely developed into a complete lobby, and the first thing that catches your eye is two huge vases and a huge group of floor-to-ceiling windows, which completely take in the scenery of Seoul's North District. The layout was solemn, and on the leather sofa in the middle of the hall sat a few very familiar foreigners at the moment, and this consul felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. And just as her eyes widened and she wanted to take a closer look, the figures on the Blue House immediately 'invited' her out.
"Okay, there's nothing for you here, you can go down first." The bearded uncle, with a polite but non-negotiable expression, pushed the beautiful hotel consul into the elevator that had not been completely closed.
"Hmph, what kind of person, can't you even look at it?" The little consul muttered a little unhappily at the moment, and at the same time touched the wrist that he had just been held by the other party, and there was still some pain there.
In fact, this consul has been working here for many years, but the third floor has always been received by the consul general, and this time because the consul general has something to do, she has the opportunity to bring people into the third floor.
Recalling the scene just now, those figures became clearer and clearer in her mind, and just when she just wanted to remember, she forcibly interrupted this picture, she has been working here for five years, and she knows that there are some things that she still doesn't know.
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βwhattimeisitοΌnow?β An American man who looked very official, frowned slightly and asked the staff standing next to him about the current time.
If Wang Hao saw this person, he would definitely recognize his identity immediately!
It was none other than one of the young masters of the Dorag family, Frem!
βIt'steno'clockγβ The staff replied respectfully. Soon, Frem stretched out his hand, and the entourage immediately took a cigar from the small suitcase in his hand and handed it to him.
"To you, Your Excellency Frem." The entourage was unusually respectful.
Frem took the cigar, lit it, took a puff, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the couch.
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As soon as the beautiful little consul came out of the bathroom, she saw her consul general leading a large group of people to the elevator in a hurry, she didn't dare to go out so presumptuously, so she immediately turned around and pretended to wash her hands, this angle is better to see this group of people in the mirror.
"Ah......" The scene in front of her made her a little surprised, and she couldn't help but half-hide her little curled lips: "It's the president......"
This shocking scene made her a little frightened, thinking of the scene on the third floor just now, she suddenly thought of a bold picture in her mind, could it be that His Excellency the President wants to negotiate with the Americans?