Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 157 Taking Huaxia as a Chess Game

Therefore, he didn't overdo it, nor was he too humble, he just said indifferently: "Everything is fine. There is nothing necessary, so be it."

Huang Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and nodded, "Then I will take my leave first. If there is any need, we will definitely meet it."

Then gently closed the door and backed out.

The other young masters who accompanied Cao Haoxuan to pick up Xia Xiaoluo also stood up and said goodbye after seeing that they had completed the performance task. They didn't dare to delay the conversation between these two masters. They also knew that there was another arrangement in the evening. It is not too late to express your admiration and friendship.

Er Gouzi and Qu Xiaoyuan found that the mattress seemed to be very elastic, and they jumped up and down on the bed with great interest, trying to jump higher than anyone else.He kept exclaiming and praising, and ran to the bathroom and balcony to look around, with a look of ignorance.

This made Chen Dong very contemptuous. He said to himself, he really came from a small county, so he made a fuss, but it was the first time he stayed in such a high-end hotel. He unconsciously stroked the soft and dry sheets and smiled contentedly.

Xia Xiaoluo was very curious about Huang Zhuo he just met, and asked, "What does Huang Zhuo do? How do you know each other?"

In fact, Xia Xiaoluo knew all about Huang Zhuo's family business, and the core of his question was the relationship between Huang Zhuo and the Cao family.

But in common sense, when he met Huang Zhuo for the first time, he must first get to know this person, and then understand the relationship between Huang Zhuo and the Cao family. Therefore, he had to pretend not to know to cover up the great secret of his rebirth.

Cao Haoxuan said: "He is an overseas Chinese from Indonesia. They invested in this Wangfu Hotel. His father is the most wealthy man in Indonesia, and his name is Huang Hongnian."

Xia Xiaoluo nodded slightly, thinking, I really remember correctly, Cao Haoxuan smiled and said: "I have nothing to do with him, and he has nothing to do with my family, but he knows my cousin Cao Weiye."

Xia Xiaoluo took a sip of the excellent Hangzhou Longjing tea brewed by the waiter. It was sweet and mellow, and she couldn't help but smacked her lips in enjoyment.

The Dragon Well tea of ​​Wangfu Hotel is not a common Dragon Well tea, but a superb product produced in Shifeng, Hangzhou. It is a stir-fried green tea, and has always been famous for its "green color, rich aroma, mellow taste, and beautiful shape".

Good tea needs good water. "Longjing tea and Hupao water" are collectively known as the double wonders of Hangzhou.Hupao water contains more organic nitrogen compounds and less soluble minerals, which is more conducive to the development of the aroma and taste of Longjing tea.

The tea in Wangfu Hotel is actually transported from the Hupao Spring in the side yard of Huichan Temple (commonly known as Hupao Temple) under the Baihe Peak of Daci Mountain in the southwest of Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province.Don't underestimate this glass of water, its cost has been thousands of yuan.

Xia Xiaoluo glanced at the glass in her hand, and saw that the tea leaves were gradually stretching in the cup, one flag and one shot, up and down, the soup was clear and green, vivid in the eyes, watching carefully, it can be said to be a kind of artistic enjoyment.

Cao Haoxuan said: "My cousin and I are both studying in Beijing No. 26 High School. Of course, my cousin Cao Weiye is also my uncle's son. He graduated a long time ago. Huang Zhuo and my cousin Cao Weiye were classmates at that time. , Later, my cousin studied at the Beijing Institute of Finance and Economics. He went to Renmin University to study philosophy. The two have always had a good relationship.”

Xia Xiaoluo couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he heard this, then nodded slightly, thinking, Huang Hongnian has always been known for his accurate grasp of China's political and macroeconomic situation, from this point of view, this person really has something extraordinary.

Beijing No. 26 Middle School is basically a gathering place for Chinese dignitaries. He tried everything possible to place his son in Beijing No. 26 Middle School so early. Naturally, he can form a strong interpersonal relationship with these dignitaries. The friendship between classmates is hard to buy. This person is really a businessman. A genius who has a clear understanding of China's national and human society.

Seeing Xia Xiaoluo nod her head slightly, Cao Haoxuan chuckled and said, "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Xia Xiaoluo said slowly: "The so-called one who does not plan for the whole life is not enough for a moment, and one who does not plan for the overall situation is not enough for a region. Huang Hongnian can be said to be one step in chess, but three moves. For the chessboard, it is laid out in advance, and its field of vision is very admirable in terms of height and breadth.”

Hearing what he said, Cao Haoxuan couldn't help shaking slightly. He looked at Xia Xiaoluo with unbelievable eyes, and suddenly remembered that when he was chatting with Cao Weiye a few days ago, Cao Weiye also said that he was exactly the same as Xia Xiaoluo. It is verbatim.

Seeing Xia Xiaoluo sip the tea calmly, he thought to himself, this person is simply a heavenly man, he is really extremely intelligent, a talent of the heavens and the earth.

Cousin Cao Weiye runs a huge state-owned enterprise, has been in contact with the Huang family, and has a certain understanding of the Huang family. Such an evaluation of the Huang family is acceptable, but Xia Xiaoluo lives in a small county town and has the world in mind. Not only can he see it, but he can also see it It is even more difficult to get it right.

Because of this, he thought to himself that Xia Xiaoluo would definitely make a big difference in the business field, which further strengthened his idea of ​​introducing Xia Xiaoluo into the rich and powerful circles of China.

While thinking, Xia Xiaoluo looked at Cao Haoxuan suspiciously, and asked, "Why don't you go to class?"

Cao Haoxuan said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you miss a section or two."

Xia Xiaoluo secretly scolded herself for being stupid, he is such a super dandy, studying and studying is all based on self-consciousness, which teacher in the school dares to say more?

Moreover, Cao Haoxuan's grades are not bad. He was originally very talented, but usually he participated in various social activities, which distracted him a little more, and his grades were above average.However, it is normal to get into Tsinghua University and Peking University in a place like the capital, and studying is not a concern at all.

Xia Xiaoluo thought to herself, Chen Chaoqun, the editor-in-chief of "Spark" magazine, has been eager to see the long manuscript of "Illusion City", and he has to get it out sooner. .

Xia Xiaoluo remembered something, pulled a snakeskin bag over, and said, "Young Master Cao, this is the red rice that the old man wants!"

"Red rice? Is it really possible to find this thing?"

Mr. Cao Pingchuan participated in the War of Resistance Against Japan. He exchanged fire with the Japanese army in the Weiling area of ​​Central Plains Province. He killed more than 200 enemies with [-] rifles and captured more than ten loads of red rice from the enemy. Bowl, but it tastes sweet and not greasy, and I can't forget it so far.

However, after liberation, with the advancement of science and technology, this low-yield and difficult-to-grow red rice was gradually eliminated, and farmers no longer planted it. He also asked people to inquire several times, and they said that this species might have become extinct. I can't eat it either.

Only during family gatherings, when the guard brought a bowl of white rice, he couldn't help but sigh: "The red rice I ate for 40 years is delicious! It's a pity that I can't eat it now~~~~"

The word "le" must have been dragged on for a long time, and the words contained infinite regret and nostalgia.

Cao Haoxuan has always been very respectful and filial to his grandfather Cao Pingchuan. When writing letters with Xia Xiaoluo, he just casually said that the red rice from Weiling is still available. Grandpa loves it very much.

Xia Xiaoluo paid attention to it, and before leaving, dragging her newly recovered body, she walked the entire thirty-mile mountain road in Weiwei Ridge, and finally found only two bags left by an old farmer in a deserted mountain nest. red rice.

The old farmer refused to give it alive, saying that he would leave it for his grandson to eat. Although this food is not easy to grow, it is very nourishing.Xia Xiaoluo gave him 3000 yuan and he gave Xia Xiaoluo half a bag. Although the old farmer was stupid, he knew that 3000 yuan was far more than a bag of red millet.With 3000 yuan, how much chicken, duck and fish can you buy?Why don't you make your beloved little grandson fat and fat?

Before leaving, he told the old farmer that this red rice must be planted, and I will come to buy it next year. I will give you 3000 yuan for a bag, and I want as much as I want.

He also told the old farmer that the red millet was given to Mr. Cao Pingchuan. The old farmer was very excited when he heard that, and insisted on refunding the 3000 yuan. It was Mr. Cao who rescued the strong man, and let him eat with his belly open. In the coming year, he will plant all the fields with red millet."

Seeing the sincerity of what he said, Xia Xiaoluo formed a stark contrast with the way he just refused to sell, and deliberately teased him: "Master, the money must be given, three thousand, one cent is not a lot."

The old farmer became serious and said, "You really look down on the villagers of Weiweiling, don't you? Ah...? I'm so stingy? Can't bear a few bags of rice?"

Xia Xiaoluo couldn't help smiling, and the old farmer said very simply: "Three thousand is too much, just give me three hundred."

After Xia Xiaoluo left, the old farmer took 3000 yuan and was proud of it for a long time. He said to everyone: "Last year I planted red millet and everyone laughed at me. They said I was stupid. Now you are dumbfounded! The bracts you planted are harvested!" Corn flour, that’s for feeding pigs! Cao Pingchuan ate my red rice! Do you know what it’s called in ancient times? It’s a tribute! It’s a tribute!!!”

It made a group of young young people look at each other with embarrassment.

Cao Haoxuan opened the cloth bag and held a handful of red millet in his hands. The red millet was crystal clear, exuding a moist radiance of red, and its color was gorgeous.Putting it in front of the nose and smelling it, a subtle fragrance unique to grains is refreshing.

Cao Haoxuan gratefully held Xia Xiaoluo's hand, and said, "Thank you, thank you, it can be regarded as fulfilling one of Grandpa's wishes."

Xia Xiaoluo said that nothing was worthless, but in fact, he felt that it was a scam in his heart, and it took him a lot of thought. I'm so fucking damned, my legs are about to break.

Building relationships is really not an easy job.

Cao Haoxuan took the red rice and left excitedly, told Xia Xiaoluo to rest well, and left the address for the evening reception, so that Xia Xiaoluo must attend.