Shanghai Public Settlement, Yingle Restaurant.

This is a relatively high-end restaurant in the concession, specializing in Cantonese cuisine.

The number one confidant of Fu Xiaoan, the pseudo-mayor of the pseudo-Shanghai Municipal Government, and Wu Maiting, the pseudo-foreign secretary, are frequent visitors here.

He comes here at least twice every week.

Can't come too much.

Although his salary is generous, it cannot support his extravagant spending every day.

Four bodyguards were standing behind him.

Those military commanders are very powerful, and being targeted by them is no joke.

The doorman opened the restaurant door and three people walked in.

The first one was wearing a suit, and the two following him looked like bodyguards.

Passing Wu Maiting's table, the man in a suit glanced at Wu Maiting, took two steps forward, suddenly stopped, and turned around: "Translator Wu?"

Wu Maiting used to work as a foreign language translator at the China Commercial Bank. When this person called him "Wu Translator", Wu Maiting was startled: "Who are you?"

"Me, Xu Yuejun!"

Xu Yuejun walked towards the table excitedly. A bodyguard hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. Xu Yuejun stopped and said, "Hey, I don't know you? You were the head of the Dingjin Business Group at that time. My father took me to fight with you.

Cross paths."

These business groups are actually the voluntary police of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau. Xu Yuejun was the person in charge of one of them called Ding Jin Business Group, and naturally he had a lot of contacts with the outside world.

At this time, Xu Yuejun said it in one breath, and Wu Maiting suddenly realized: "Oh, it's brother Xu, please sit down, please sit down."

…

"You remember, when you saw Wu Maiting, you greeted him warmly and said when you met him."

"What if Wu Maiting doesn't believe it?"

"From the perspective of human psychology, if a stranger suddenly greets you and accurately tells you about your past experience, you will quickly reduce your sense of alertness and feel that he is very familiar. This is called 'cognitive psychology'

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…

Now, Xu Yuejun believes it.

Meng Shaoyuan's judgment was absolutely correct.

"Translator Wu, no, no, Secretary Wu, I'll pay for this meal. Waiter, menu."

Xu Yuejun took the menu attentively and handed it to Wu Maiting:

"Secretary Wu, no matter what, you will reward me today and let me be a little dong."

Wu Maiting was too embarrassed to criticize others, so he ordered a few dishes symbolically.

He quietly looked at Xu Yuejun.

He is covered in foreign products, including a British suit and an American tie, and all the Longines watches he wears on his wrists.

His surname is Xu? His father?

Is it Comprador Xu from a foreign bank, or Manager Xu from finance?

Wu Maiting really couldn't remember, and he didn't feel like asking more questions. He could only ask vaguely: "Where is Brother Xu making a fortune now?"

"What kind of fortune are you making?" Xu Yuejun said with a smile: "It's not the same as before, take over my old man's work, bring some foreign goods from the United States and Switzerland to China, and earn some hard-earned money."

"That's a serious business to make a fortune."

"What's the point of making a fortune? You know the current domestic situation. After a year of hard work, it would be great if you can make five or six hundred thousand."

"Fiat currency?"

"Who is using that? If I make half a million French currency, I will starve to death." Xu Yuejun took out a stack of French currency from his pocket: "Look, these several thousand yuan are not enough for me to spend a day."

"That is?"

"Dollar!"

Good guy.

Are you not satisfied with earning five or six hundred thousand US dollars a year?

"That, you."

Xu Yuejun called the waiter: "Change everything into US dollars for me."

"Okay, sir, please wait."

Although legal tender is still circulating in the public settlement, it is not as popular as the US dollar and the British pound.

Therefore, some restaurants and entertainment venues have also created a new money-making industry, helping you exchange foreign currency and earn the difference.

"I heard that Secretary Wu works in the Shanghai Municipal Government?" Xu Yuejun asked casually.

"Yes, in my profession, I look at the scenery, but in fact, it is miserable. Just like the past two days..."

"Secretary Wu, please don't say anything." Xu Yuejun interrupted him hastily: "What you do is all official business and a major government matter. Don't ever say it to me, a businessman."

At this point, Wu Maiting dropped his last guard and became very fond of Xu Yuejun.

While we were eating and chatting there, we were talking about business and romance, and it had absolutely nothing to do with politics.

Sometimes when they were having fun, the two of them would laugh out loud and toast to celebrate.

Seeing that the meal was almost done, Xu Yuejun suddenly asked: "Will Secretary Wu have anything else to do later?"

"No, what do you want, Brother Xu?"

"Paramount."

"OK."

Wu Maiting had not been to Paramount, the "No. 1 Music House in the East" for a long time. He was immediately moved when he heard about it: "Okay, but we agreed that I will pay for the Paramount expenses."

"Brother Wu doesn't treat me as a brother anymore."

Xu Yuejun's title has also changed: "Brother Wu is a government employee, a member of the Qingshui Yamen, and a breeze in my sleeves. I am a businessman. I usually don't have the chance to honor my eldest brother. In the future, whenever I am with my eldest brother, I will pay all the expenses."

…

Wu Maiting, who had not been to Paramount for a long time, found that he might not be able to afford it.

Now dancing girls, the rising tide lifts all boats.

An ordinary dancer's monthly income is as high as 3,000 to 6,000 yuan, which is more than ten times that of an ordinary employee.

Not to mention those popular dancers.

But Xu Yuejun was really generous and even ordered four popular dancers in one go.

I didn’t even ask about the price of the wine I ordered, I just picked the most expensive one.

Not even a frown on his eyebrows.

This guy is really rich.

Wu Maiting also made up his mind and decided to slowly reveal all of Xu Yuejun's background.

At least, you won’t have to pay for fun in the future, right?

Moreover, Xu Yuejun was extremely knowledgeable. From the beginning to the end, he never asked a question about Wu Maiting's work.

This kind of person is the most lovable.

We played until early in the morning and still had lots of fun.

Xu Yuejun asked Wu Maiting to choose one of his favorite dancers to perform. As for the cost, it was naturally his Mr. Xu who paid for it.

Several people had a late-night snack together and agreed to hang out again next time, so they reluctantly parted ways.

…

Wu Maiting didn't wake up until almost noon the next day.

The dancer was still sound asleep.

I made a phone call back to the office and said that I felt unwell today and would take a day off.

I was still thinking about making an appointment with Mr. Xu in the evening, so I dialed the number I left behind.

"General Manager Xu? Ah, he went to Hong Kong temporarily because of something."

"Really? When will you come back?"

"About seven or eight days."

"Ah, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Maiting felt a little regretful.

If I can't see Mr. Xu for these seven or eight days, there will be one less person to pay the bill.

…

"Took the bait?"

"Took the bait!"

Xu Yuejun said excitedly: "Sir, your plan comes true."

"The fun has just begun." Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "It's time for him to spit out the food."

After saying that, his face darkened:

"Xu Yuejun, you will personally direct this operation!"
Chapter completed!