The woman who spoke had slender almond-shaped eyes and a high nose bridge. Wearing a dark green professional suit, she looked capable and beautiful, but unfortunately, the few shallow fine lines at the corner of her eyes betrayed her middle-aged age.
She did not use her official title when she spoke to Guo Caiying, so it could be seen that the two of them had a good personal relationship. The girl turned around to hide her smile as she replied, "Big Sister Xu, Lisheng is my junior brother at Stanford. We're talking about the interesting things that happened in college."
"College? Sigh, when you young people talk about college, it's right in front of you, but when I talk about college, it's like a lifetime ago …" The almond-eyed woman lamented the passing of time and cleverly joined in the conversation between Zhang Lisheng and Guo Caiying. She did not give off any stiff or annoying feeling at all.
Just like that, the three of them led the crowd and walked to a restaurant at the corner of the street, which had a plain and slightly old signboard with the words' Fragrant Sichuan Restaurant 'written in traditional Chinese characters on a black background and in gold.
When Zhang Lisheng pushed the wooden door open and walked in, he immediately felt a choking spicy fragrance assaulting his nostrils, causing him to almost sneeze.
Before the young man entered the god's path, he had sharpened his will and devoted himself to cultivation. Even though he had a net worth of hundreds of millions of dollars, his need for material desires was extremely low. Usually, he would even treat people with an indifference that transcended mortals. If one were to carefully understand his life, be it his admirers or his enemies, all of them would think that he was a legendary figure.
However, when Zhang Lisheng took that crucial step and truly transcended the mortal world, be it his physical senses or his character, he began to slowly become more and more like a human.
When an ordinary cultivator saw such a situation, they would think that he had fallen into the evil path and would no longer be able to make any progress in his cultivation base. Even so, it would be difficult for him to maintain his original state. However, if it were to fall into the eyes of an almighty person who had some understanding of the ancient gods, they would be vigilant and envious.
Gods were born extraordinary and unruly. Their natural desires were a hundred times stronger than that of mortals. For this reason, Zeus, the Olympic God of the ancient Norse god system on Earth, would often transform into a mortal to mate with the secular beautiful creatures, leaving behind countless strange legends.
Although his daughter, the Goddess of War, Athena, was a kind deity who protected the humans, she was jealous of the beauty of the mortal Medusa and turned her into a monster to be killed by human heroes. This showed that she had an eccentric personality.
As for the myth of the ancient Chinese gods destroying the world because of a personal fight, and the most powerful religion in the West, the Father, slaughtering the entire sect out of anger, it was not uncommon. The young man inherited the ability of Goddess Nuwa and the God of Hellfire and successfully traced his bloodline. His emotions were abundant and his desires were gradually aroused. This was the nature of a god.
In the barren Hellfire Archipelago, this kind of 'human' recovery was not obvious, but it would gradually show up in the bustling metropolis. Zhang Lisheng, who was unaware that he had already changed subtly, sniffed the aroma of the Sichuan spicy dishes and a nostalgic expression appeared on his face.
When Guo Caiying, who was beside him, saw the change in the young man's expression, she said proudly, "How is it, Junior Brother? The fragrance is authentic, right?"
"It smells good, but I wonder how it will taste in my mouth," The young man shrugged and said with a chuckle.
The restaurant was not big and only had a total of six to seven tables. At the corner, a short Asian old man, who was enjoying his spicy fish with soy bean sauce and vegetables and bacon, heard Zhang Lisheng's authentic New York accent, said in disdain in his Sichuan accent, "Damn it! My food smells good and tastes even better. I'm just afraid that you, little brat, can't stand this spiciness …"
"Uncle, you're wrong. I'm a young man who grew up in the Western Sichuan Miaowei land, so I can't tame any kind of spicy food." Zhang Lisheng looked at the old man and curled his lips before replying in the Western Sichuan dialect. The contrast between his words and his tone was so huge that it made the Chinese diplomats who had always thought that he was born and grew up in the US to be dumbfounded.
The short old man, on the other hand, became interested and asked, "Young man from the Western Sichuan Miaowei land? What's your surname then?"
"Miaowei Hua's surname is Wu, Long, Zhao, Ou, Zhang. I'm a Zhang."
"Oh? Don't tell me you're from the same hometown? Then are you from Hengze or Great Ze?"
"I'm from Guawo Village in Qu County of Hengze. My family background is not small."
"What family background is there in the Miaowei land?" The old man said in disdain. "At most, you're the head of a village."
"I'm not the head. I'm the 'old man' that's been passed down for 36 generations."
"The 'old man' that's been passed down for 36 generations …" The old man's expression changed right away. He no longer flaunted his seniority and stood up from the wooden chair. After being stunned for a while, he cupped his hands together and said with a smile, "It's a slip of the tongue, it's a slip of the tongue. I'm already old, so I've become pedantic. Please forgive me, Old Zhang."
"Those who don't know are not guilty," Zhang Lisheng's tone changed again as he replied in a genteel manner.
When the short old man saw that the young man did not seem to be annoyed, he quietly let out a sigh of relief. As though he had just seen Consul Guo standing at the door, he greeted him in an incongruous manner, "Comrade Guo, you're here! Welcome, welcome! I think you must have come together with Old Zhang.
Tsk tsk … The work of the national united front in the country is getting more and more vigorous. Even the old Miaowei men have been unified and are even sent abroad to travel at public expense. Very good! Very good! "
"It's not Old Mister Yu. Student Zhang is an international student and my colleague's classmate." Consul Guo, who had experienced many important foreign affairs occasions, had long calmed down and explained with a decent smile. He was actually not that particular in his daily life, but he would pay special attention to maintaining his professional demeanor when Guo Caiying was around.
"What? International student? T-That's good. It's good that international students learn knowledge and serve the country. I'll go to the kitchen and personally make a few dishes for everyone to try. Have a taste!" The old man was stunned for a moment before muttering incoherently. After he turned around, he muttered in what he thought was a low voice, "F * ck his ancestors! I can't believe that I can live until the time when all the old men are studying abroad …" Then, he walked to the kitchen.
"Old Yu must have taken the wrong medicine. He always ignores us every time we come, why is he so polite this time?" Looking at the disappearing back of the short old man, a pretty second-class secretary from the New York Consulate said in astonishment.
"Little Wu, Old Yu is not being polite to us." Sister Xu shook her head with a smile. Her slender beautiful eyes shifted to Zhang Lisheng with a curious look. "Little Zhang, I can't believe that you're actually a Chinese international student judging from your accent.
What do you mean by 'old man'? Why would Old Yu, who has a stubborn character and would usually not even roll his eyes when he sees a guest, become so polite the moment he heard this? "
Upon hearing Sister Xu's question, everyone looked at Zhang Lisheng curiously as well. The young man smiled and casually explained, "The Miaowei's' old man 'is actually the Han's' God '.
Western Sichuan is far away from the Central Plains. It's a barren land in ancient times, there are many strange legends. Judging from Old Mr. Xu's tone, he's from Sichuan too. Not only that, he's old so of course he would stay away from me. "
Zhang Lisheng's explanation was reasonable but plain, causing the curiosity hunters to be a little disappointed. One of the tall and strong young men who had a few acne marks on his cheeks that had yet to completely disappear whispered in disdain, "And here I thought you're so amazing. So it's just the 'God Jumping' that's passed down from your ancestors."
With Zhang Lisheng's temper in the past, this sentence alone would have been enough to be exchanged for a murderous warning. However, he only felt pity and sorrow for this young man who had an unhappy expression and was obviously jealous, and then slandered him angrily.
In addition, after meeting Guo Caiying by chance, he gradually had other plans in his heart, so he did not reveal his ferocious face. He did not even show his dissatisfaction. Instead, he put the two dining tables together and prepared to eat.
Zhang Lisheng's approach was very magnanimous. Guo Caiying, who had seen his rage and slaughter, naturally did not think that the young man was a coward. She even thought that he was holding back his anger because of her, so she could not help but feel a little warm in her heart. The smile that had been blooming on her face all along disappeared without a trace as she began to help him with a blank expression.
As the boss of the talkative young man just now, Consul Hong frowned when he saw this scene. He glared at his disrespectful subordinate and began to put the wooden chairs as well.
When the two 'big shots' with the deepest background and the highest position on the scene began to make their move, the other Chinese officials became like robots that had their start button pressed. All of them began to get busy in a hurry.
However, they needed the help of more than ten people just to put the tables together. Seeing that there was no work to be done, some of the clever young men insisted on wiping the tables and chairs that could already reflect their figures again. They only stopped when Guo Caiying and Consul Hong stopped.
After a series of hustle and bustle, Zhang Lisheng sat down on the wooden chair that seemed to have lost some of its luster and sighed in admiration, "Wow, Senior Sister, I've seen some news before saying that because of the difference in living habits between us Chinese and Westerners, we don't really care about our manners in public. I can't believe that this is not the case at all.
At the very least, the hygiene habits of these colleagues of yours are much better than most of the US people. "
The young man was already considered as a top business celebrity in the US. The respect he received from the employees of his company was even far beyond that of government ministers and presidents. However, it was not to the extent where he could spontaneously summon hundreds of people just now.
He did not understand the ecology of the Chinese officialdom. He thought that everyone's bustle was a kind of well-educated performance, so he praised them. However, he did not know that his words were actually very awkward in other people's ears. Only Guo Caiying was stunned for a moment before suddenly lowering her head and laughing out loud.
Guo Caiying had received a combination of Chinese and Western education since she was young in Beijing. She had even spent her teenage years in a famous school in the US. Guo Caiying was originally a very independent and opinionated girl. After graduating from university, she could not dissuade her elders to enter the workplace. After a few years of hard work, she first entered a central enterprise and then a key ministry. Even though her rank did not change, she had actually completed a 'gorgeous turn' and it was only a matter of time before she soared to the sky.
By right, a person like her would not have that kind of sigh that her edges and corners were smoothed out by life. However, when she was immersed in the sea of literature, welcoming and sending people off, being busy every day, and thinking about what she was busy with when she was free, people would naturally change.
At this time, when Zhang Lisheng's words made her reflect on her life in the past few years, the girl could no longer suppress the smile in her heart.
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