Chapter 175: We Are Allies
"Alright, don't look at each other angrily." Annie, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement? Smith suddenly came to play the round, and she put her hand lightly on the playboy Roger? Gloucester looked at him affectionately on his shoulder, "Dear Mr. Gloucester, I'm really not available today, why don't you go on a date next time?" I promise I'll make you look like a kitten next time. After saying that, she also gently pointed her index finger at Roger? Gloucester hooked his chin and made a provocative gesture.
Albert, who saw this meaty scene, almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and sighed that the Smith family is worthy of being a guy who can compete for the role of Oscar-winning actor, one second she was still a domineering female man, and the next second she became a little slut who seduced men.
Roger? Gloucester grabbed her hand, his eyes blazing as if he wanted to swallow Anne in one gulp, he gently offered a kiss on the back of Anne's white hand, and said softly, "I hope you will be there as scheduled." After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Albert triumphantly, but to his disappointment, the other party did not show jealous anger, but looked at him with a salty expression, and even a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.
Roger? After Gloucester walked away, his originally smiling face turned gloomy at this time, and he instructed the security personnel around him, "Go and find out who the guy next to Miss Anne is, yes, if you don't have any power background, you can directly cripple him." "Thinking of Albert's domineering appearance just now, Roger? Gloucester sneered, "Don't think I'm afraid of you in the Belgian royal garb. If that guy is just a side branch of the Saxe-Coburg and Gotha families, don't blame me for being rude. β
"You're really stupid, there's no need to bond with this kind of person." Sent Roger away? After Gloucester. Annie? Smith regained that cold look, but for Albert, this woman, no matter how cold she looked, was labeled a woman deep down.
"Although his father was an inconspicuous English baron, that man was the sales manager of the Gloucester Company, Scott? Gloucester is said to be the third-in-command of the Gloucester company. I'm talking a little more today. You saved me from the gangsters before, and I haven't thanked you once. "Annie? For the first time, Smith didn't open his mouth to hit Albert.
Hear Scott? Gloucester's name, Albert's mind instantly conjured up the bloated and fat body. And that vulgar and uncultured manners. Albert sighed, thinking to himself that the title of Lord of Great Britain was so easy to inherit in these years. Isn't it the same price as cabbage?
"Also, does what you just said count?" Annie? Smith raised his head and put on a haughty look. But what he said made Albert cry and laugh. "It's just that you said that you invited to dinner, does it still count?"
"Count, of course." "As a sign of my apologies, I decided to treat Miss Anne to a hearty lunch. Well, it's guaranteed to be a lunch you'll remember for a lifetime. β
"Thank you for a lifetime." Anne turned on the taunting mode again, and she bit Albert like a poisonous snake from time to time, stimulating his nerves. "It makes me feel like I'm going to be the protagonist of the Last Supper."
"But you don't look like Christ the Savior." Albert muttered quietly that if Anne heard him, he would not be able to eat and would go away.
After leaving the airshow hall. Albert took Anne through the bustling avenue to a restaurant he had always wanted to go to, across the street from a Chinese-owned restaurant. After getting used to iron-hard baguettes for breakfast and all kinds of fried dark dishes in the United States, Albert was very nostalgic for the soup that his mother had made in his previous life.
Jingle bells, and when the door is pushed open, the wind chimes hanging on the door will also make a pleasant sound, and Albert pulls Anne into the restaurant. The owner, a Chinese man in his thirties, said in stiff Chinese English, "Hello two guests, are you eating?" Then please sit here. Anne followed Albert to the place assigned by the boss.
Anne frowned dissatisfied, and said arrogantly, "Albert, I thought how high your vision was, and your feelings brought me to such a place to eat?" Is it really when I haven't seen the world? The Martinez Hotel in Cannes, known as the French court, and the five-star chef at the President Hotel Wilson in Greece can cook dishes that are much higher than the taste you don't know where to get it in the countryside, and those are the real feasts for the taste buds. β
Albert was tempted to plug her chatter with a cup, but thought about it. Albert beckoned to the boss, who ran over with a menu and carefully presented it. The boss could tell from the way Albert and Anne were dressed that they were no ordinary rich men, and that he was trying to introduce a few delicious and reasonably priced dishes in English. Who knew that the other party actually said in fluent Chinese, "That boss, please have a Buddha jumping over the wall." β
The restaurant owner was stunned, thinking he had misheard. This is a serious blonde foreigner, why did he obviously have a Cantonese accent when he spoke just now? Albert also thought that the boss didn't understand his words, and repeated again, "Boss, please have a Buddha jumping over the wall, thank you." β
"Okay, please wait." The owner turned and walked towards the kitchen, he was also thinking about the first time he had seen a foreign customer who was so fluent in Chinese after opening a store in Miami for so many years. And Anne, who was sitting opposite Albert, was also slightly surprised, and she asked curiously, "How do you know Chinese?" β
Albert snorted and said, "I learned from a Chinese before, and I can just talk a little." β
Buddha jumping over the wall is not as easy to get started as other dishes, so in order to prepare this dish for guests, you can serve it at any time, and the hotel will usually steam it three to two hours in advance
Stew, when the lid of the urn is lifted, the whole restaurant is suddenly full of aroma. Anne looked disdainful at the beginning and asked curiously, "What kind of dish is this, it smells so good?" β
"This dish is called Buddha jumping over the wall, which translates to mean that monks who have never eaten meat will run over the wall to try it when they smell the aroma of this dish." Albert explained the allusion to this dish to Anne, "There is a saying that Xuanquan, a high monk in the Tang Dynasty of China, on the way to the Shaolin Temple in Fujian, passed by a place called Fuzhou, stayed in a hotel overnight, just across the wall of the noble official's house to feast guests with this dish, the monk smelled and salivated, abandoned Buddhism for many years of practice, jumped over the wall and enjoyed the Buddha jumping over the wall." β
"Yo, can't you see that you're still a China expert?" Anne teased, and at the same time she became more and more curious about how the young man who had not learned and had no knowledge had become so knowledgeable and sophisticated. She picked up a piece of ham and took a bite of it, and praised it, "Yes, it's really good, it's better than the chefs of those world-class hotels." β
Albert added a cup of tea to the eldest lady and said with a smile, "There is an old Chinese saying that eats people with a soft mouth and takes people with short hands. I'm asking you a question now, will you answer it? β
"It depends." Anne thought for a moment and said, "As long as it doesn't involve personal privacy, I will answer you." β
"Okay." Albert looked into Anne's eyes and asked word by word, "I'd love to know what grievances you Smith family and Gloucester have in place?" Want to know like Roger? Gloucester is a guy who you wouldn't normally look at. Since you're going to talk to him, it means there's a deeper relationship, doesn't it? β
"Yo!" Anne made a provocative gesture, she looked at Albert playfully, and said softly, "What if I just like a man like that?" Penis. β
Anne was eight years older than Albert, so she had enough capital to call Albert her brother, but the latter just shrugged her shoulders indifferently and sarcastically, "No matter how much you pretend to be a slut, the disgust in your eyes will betray you after all." β
Anne put away her playful eyes, her expression became serious, she put down the soup spoon in her hand, wiped her lips with a very ladylike napkin, and said slowly, "General Power Company and a company under our Smith family are going to work together on a radar contracting program for the US Department of Defense, but Gloucester suddenly stepped in and wanted a piece of the pie. This $500 million project is a mouth-watering fat for anyone, just like the Buddha jumping over the wall in front of him. β
"So you just want to get from Roger? Got a little inside information from Gloucester? But what about your brother? Do I believe John? Smith's ability, he should know how to do it. Otherwise, so many years of business will be in vain. Albert asked, puzzled.
"It's useless." Annie? Smith said with a sad expression, "Gloucester's backers are too strong, and they are said to have deep connections in the Ministry of Defense. And also at the top of the Ministry of Defense. Who do you think GE will choose? Therefore, when the formal means are not effective, there is still hope for taking the wrong way. β
Albert shook his head, a little disdainful of Anne? Smith's idea in this regard is too naΓ―ve, and he can bring down Gloucester with an insider? Albert had always thought that Gloucester was just the darling of the British Air Ministry, but he didn't expect to infiltrate the US government.
"Can you use your company's connections to make appointments with the so-called bigwigs of the Ministry of Defense? I'm talking about the one who has the most weight. Albert had an idea slowly forming in his heart, and looking at Anne's puzzled gaze, he added another sentence, "There is also a little friction between our company and Gloucester Company, after all, the enemy of the enemy is the ally." (To be continued......)