When Master took a group of our brothers to the Northeast, there was Senior Brother Liu, and after the big marshal died, Master let him stay with the young marshal......" Gao Zhensheng introduced.

No wonder the military atmosphere of the body.

Fang Buwei hugged his fists, said a few words, and was suspicious in his heart.

The young marshal will still supervise the army in the northwest, and the northeast army is being defeated by the Red Army, how can he come to the United States?

Then why did Liu Hanjie come to the United States?

"Senior Brother Liu is also here for the Ken Qin Conference?" Fang is not a cliché.

"Yes, I came with Mr. He!" Liu Hanjie replied with a smile.

Where did Mr. Ho come from?

From the Northeast?

This time, the old gentleman only invited overseas Chinese in the United States, what does it have to do with the Northeast Army?

After only saying this, Liu Hanjie was silent, and Gao Zhenwei didn't mean to explain, or he didn't know.

As a bodyguard, being strict is one of my duties, and it is not good to ask questions if I don't do it, so I casually found a topic and supported it.

I want to know who Liu Hanjie came with, find Zhang Yonghe, and look at the list?

Before the pot was finished, Liu Wenjie said goodbye, and Gao Zhensheng also went to the hotel with him.

It was almost dusk, and the old gentleman woke up, and Fang Buwei accompanied him to the hotel again.

The people who should arrive are almost there, and tomorrow morning, the Ken pro-conference will officially begin. Tonight is the last time to catch the wind, and the old gentleman must be present.

In order to facilitate communication, today's Western banquet is held, and the hall is full of men, women, old and young.

The old gentleman came to the stage to give a speech, and Fang Buwei stood on the side of the stage, looking at the guests in the front row.

Gao Zhensheng's security plan is quite secret, all the guests have been checked many times, and even the waiters who serve the food with wine are also disciples in the main hall, and Fang Buwei is just in case.

Mr. Lao's speech was very short and did not mention the issue of fundraising.

The banquet officially began, Fang Buwei swept around, there were too many people in the hall, and he didn't know which table Liu Hanjie was sitting at, so Fang Buwei went to find Zhang Yonghe again.

He was just a little curious.

Liu Hanjie is not in the northwest to protect the young marshal, why did he come to the United States?

"What do you want to do with your guest list?" Zhang Yonghe asked suspiciously.

Fang Buwei is one of the security leaders of this conference, so he is naturally qualified to see it, the problem is that he doesn't even know half of the people on the list, what's the use of just looking at the names of people?

"I seem to have met an acquaintance, let's make sure!" Fang is not foolish.

Zhang Yonghe just asked casually, he pulled Fang Buwei, found a secluded place, and took out the list.

A big red booklet, very thick, forty or fifty pages long.

In addition to the representatives, even the family members and bodyguards of the representatives are clearly recorded.

Fang Buwei turned ten lines at a glance, and Zhang Yonghe wondered if he had read the names on each page clearly.

When he turned to the middle, Fang Buwei found Liu Hanjie's name.

Looking further up, his eyelids jumped.

Ho Shili?

He Shili was sent to the United States to study by the young marshal when he was three car years, if he met by chance on the streets of New York, Fang Buwei would not be surprised, but how could he come to participate in the Hongmen Ken Xiang Conference?

Fang Buwei felt that it was very magical.

Incognito, thousands of miles away, he can meet acquaintances one after another?

Fang Buwei pointed to He Shili's name.

"Questions?" Zhang Yonghe asked.

"No problem, it's just a little weird." Fang Buwei replied, "Mr. He in Hong Kong doesn't seem to have anything to do with Hongmen.

"He's not the only one here!" Zhang Yonghe replied.

It is true that he is not the only one, as long as he has some prestige in the United States and has patriotic aspirations, he is among the old man's invitations.

Ho Shili's father is the richest man in Hong Kong, his mother is dedicated to Buddhism, and he has a number of charitable halls in Hong Kong, and his reputation among Nanyang Chinese and China is already very high.

He Shili is even more legendary.

In order to become a citizen, he did not hesitate to go to court against his father, and he didn't do it with the super-rich second generation, so he had to return to China to join the army to resist Japan?

He Shili is afraid that he has become a benchmark figure among patriotic overseas Chinese.

In addition, Mr. He Dong and Mr. He are also old acquaintances, since he knows that He Shili is in the United States, Mr. He will definitely invite him to attend the meeting.

Thinking of this, Fang Buwei was a little relieved.

"Since you know Mr. He's family history, you also know his ......past with his father, Mr. He Dong," Zhang Yonghe explained, "Mr. He Dong has donated generously many times to help the Northeast Army resist Japan, but unfortunately the Northeast Army is not ......."

Fang Buwei raised his head violently and looked at Zhang Yonghe fixedly.

Didn't you say that the young marshal was afraid of irritating the Kwantung Army, so he didn't dare to either?

"Don't think anything that makes it to the newspaper is all true!" Zhang Yonghe patted Fang Buwei's shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Mr. He Dong has shares in major newspapers in Nanyang, so naturally he will ......write in the newspaper how he explains."

Fang Bu was dumbfounded.

Can you still play like this?

In Western-style banquets, eating is secondary, and the cocktail party is the focus, which is also more convenient for guests to communicate with each other.

Fang Buwei played his role very dutifully, holding the wine bottle, and followed behind Situ Meitang inch by inch.

The old gentleman was too old to drink, so he only served grape juice without a trace of alcohol.

After turning half of the venue, Fang Buwei saw He Shili and An Zhirong again.

In addition to the two of them, there was a young woman in her early twenties with a delicate face.

Seeing the three of them talking and laughing, they should all be old acquaintances.

An Zhirong knew He Shili, and it was not strange at all.

After the failure of the Restoration, An Qin settled in Hong Kong, and An Zhirong was brought up by him until he went to Japan to study.

Seeing the old gentleman walking towards him, the three of them quickly stood up.

"Brother Xiaosheng has been ...... lately," the old gentleman asked with a smile.

Xiaosheng is the word of Mr. He Dong.

"It's quite healthy, thank you old gentleman for your concern!" He Shili replied humbly.

One old and one young talked about the old, and Fang Buwei frequently looked at He Shili.

Most of the mixed-race children are dignified, and He Shili's appearance is even more outstanding. After joining the army for many years, his words and deeds are upright and polite, adding a bit of heroism.

He was looking at He Shili, feeling something strange on the side of his face, and subconsciously turned his head and found that An Zhirong and the girl were looking at him.

When the two looked at each other, the girl smiled lightly.

I'm just a bodyguard, why are you so polite to yourself?

Fang Buwei's heart jumped, and he glared at An Zhirong fiercely.

He wondered if the woman was talking nonsense.

An Zhirong glared back without showing any weakness.

The girl's eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, she looked at Fang Buwei, and then at An Zhirong, as if she was very interested.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief.

I misunderstood An Zhirong.

The reason why the girl smiled at herself was also out of politeness. ntent

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