"Mr. Xu, you are a talented person."
When I heard this compliment in the cafeteria of Bangkang City Hall, it had already been a morning since I went to greet the research team heading to Bangkang from the east. And throughout the morning I could clearly feel that this leader seemed to care about me. The impression was not very good.
At 08:00 in the morning, all the officials of the Bangkang City Government began waiting at the port bridge, and the Audi A6 responsible for the investigation was delayed until 09:35 in the morning before slowly showing up at the opposite port.
Okay, the Celestial Empire is inspecting the small vassal countries. There is nothing wrong even if your monarch is asked to wait in front of the city gate for a while...
But then the Audi A6 drove through the port and arrived at Bangkang. When a man with gray hair and a black jacket stepped out of the car, his first words were: "Mr. Xu, It’s been a long wait.”
How about playing?
Wasn't it just posted on the red notice for me two days ago? Are you going to be blunt now?
I waited carefully and replied: "Zhou, Zhou is patriotic."
This was a pseudonym I specially came up with last night. As a result, it didn't take even a minute for people to decipher the name. They just looked back and said easily: "What goes around comes around, good name."
I finally understood why I couldn't make it in China. It's like the saying in football circles, 'Every player who was passed by Messi was once a local genius.' In this case, how could I Maybe he could make it in his hometown? That was the beginning of hell!
But the leader's attitude of directly pointing out who I was was a little arrogant. Wasn't this obviously saying, 'As long as you obey, it doesn't matter who it is; but if you don't obey, then it won't be easy for anyone to do anything'?
Next, the welcoming team escorted the Audi car to the door of Bangkang City Hall, led by Banbula. After being introduced into the conference room, the two parties officially started talks.
There was nothing much to say at the meeting. It was just the two sides piling up gorgeous rhetoric and mixing in all kinds of incomprehensible data. In this aspect, Teacher Yu and Annie were the absolute main force. They took turns to present various words with English abbreviations. Number combinations came out of my mouth frequently. I sat there for half an hour like listening to the book before I dared to turn around and ask Banbula: "What are they talking about?"
"GDP refers to gross product, and the median level refers to the middle data selected from the gross national product after removing the best and then the worst..."
I seem to understand, but only like.
Perhaps it was for this reason that those officials looked down upon me.
When the meeting ended, Banbula took the initiative to step forward and said: "Please stay here, we have prepared some wine and we want to use our friendship as landlords."
Of course, this almost licking behavior was not ridiculed, but the other party's politeness still made me blush.
"I understand, but we have to have a meeting when we get back to digest the content of today's meeting."
When I heard this sentence, the whole meeting entered a rhythm that I was familiar with.
At this moment, I spoke for the first time in front of the research team and said: "That's it. The previous incidents in the park have indeed caused too much harm to the country. We, the Bangkang Municipal Government, also want to take this opportunity to express our condolences to everyone." apology."
"Of course, we don't ask for forgiveness, we just hope there will be a chance to reform..."
understand?
The purpose of this meal is not to entertain, but to apologize. I am willing to put my face in the dust in exchange for a meeting, with the lowest possible attitude.
How can I refuse this?
When people take the initiative to deport people and submit cases, you say, 'You can't forgive me?' 'Isn't that too unkind?
Or am I so low-key that you can say, 'We can't accept this apology on behalf of the victims?' '? What's more, I have already said that we do not ask for forgiveness.
The gray-haired official finally looked at me squarely, and then nodded.
I saw a friendly smile on his face for the first time.
This is the proper etiquette for contacting a superior. It is having to condescend when others are reluctant, and it is almost forcing an attitude after your repeated requests.
We went to the cafeteria together, yes, the cafeteria.
But the person standing at the door of the cafeteria waiting to greet me is not my people, but people from West Asia.
The West Asian man faced him and said, "Lao Xu, I'm here to have a meal, can't you kick me out?"
This is what I praise this research team official for!
Before they came, I had been thinking about what would be the most difficult part of this trip if I were an official of the research team... In the end, I settled on 'communication'.
They were afraid that if they said something wrong and their words would be recorded, they couldn't open their mouths at all. No matter how many promises I made, they would all be in vain. This is called guarding against others.
Then a safety wall must be erected between the two parties so that people can speak freely without taking risks.
So I called the West Asians.
Originally, he was not there today. His external identity was an arms dealer. How could he attend such a meeting? But later I changed my mind. If he didn't come, how could he speak?
The moment the official saw the West Asian, he seemed to feel something. His smile widened completely, he looked back at me and said, "Mr. Xu, you are a talent."
It took me two steps to go from being unwelcome to being looked down upon, to changing the other person's perspective, and then breaking the ice.
But in order to learn these two steps, I spent ten years in prison and lived in Southeast Asia for two years risking my own life.
The border area sent people here, why not send someone who is familiar with the situation?
Is there anyone in the entire border who is more familiar with the situation here than the leaders of the West Asians?
In fact, the principle is so simple, but being able to understand it and being able to use it skillfully is the difference in rank.
"Leader please."
I didn't say anything, I stretched out my hand and took a step towards him. After that, everything seemed to go smoothly.
I first arranged the four people from this car to the same table, and then gave the West Asian man a look. While Banbula was accompanying the officials, I watched the West Asian man pick up his phone and send a text message. Finally, the leader checked the text message, stood up and said, "Sorry everyone, I have to go to the toilet."
Immediately afterwards, I stood up and said, "Leader, I will take you there."
Just like that, I, the West Asian, and the leader walked out of the room and went directly to the canteen box. The table here had already been prepared with several extremely exquisite side dishes, and the three of us were talking to each other. After taking a look, everyone covered their thoughts with smiles and sat down one after another.
The real meeting has just begun at this time.
"Xu, before coming, I went to meet your mother and children..."
This is definitely not a threat, but it is telling me how they are doing.
"I have also told the local government that we will do our best to solve all their difficulties."
"But when we went this time, the old lady said that the family was not in any difficulty and did not need help."
The leader smiled awkwardly.
I can remember the look on my mother's face at that time. The old lady must have been frightened, thinking that the government came because I had exposed the incident in Southeast Asia. I believed her when she said that she was planning to pack her bags and take Aunt Fang and the child back to Northeast China to escape the disaster.
The leader took out his mobile phone and pushed it in front of me along the table: "Call home."
After saying that, I had a feeling that I couldn't hold back, because after the old lady left safely, I never contacted them, and even when they told me about their current situation, I didn't reply.
It's not that I'm cold-blooded, it's... I don't dare. I'm afraid that someone will infer something from the usual words, and then pick up the butcher's knife to find the orphan and widowed mother.
Family is my last bottom line in Southeast Asia. After all... I even lost my nationality.
Thank you to 'Nuclear Peace Era' for the reward. I am grateful and grateful.
This chapter should have been updated a long time ago, but it was complicated to write before. How to judge the clues from the details, how to use words to lure out the original intention, and then complete the icebreaking. I wrote it out, but after I finished it, I read it again. To be honest, I was tired of looking at it, with various expressions and hints, so I changed it to the simplest version. Sorry to keep you waiting for so long.
(End of chapter)
