Chapter 1211 People Are Coming in Droves, and the House Is Full of Guests

If it weren't for the fact that this matter was so important, Jason Morgan would never have come to Beijiang, a small town on the 18th tier of China.

In Jason's imagination, this remote inland city was probably no different from a sparsely populated small town in the American Midwest.

On the other hand, Panis, who was by his side, was always full of curiosity and interest in the hometown of Huaxia Wu.

This kind of energy has never been shown by Panis, who has always been indifferent to external things.

However, when the convoy got off the ramp from the highway and prepared to enter Beijiang city, Jason was surprised to find that there was a traffic jam ahead.

This unscientific.

Jason trimmed his extremely coquettish hair and looked out through the car window. He saw from a distance a large number of police officers and police cars clearing the way in front of the convoy. And his own convoy and the convoy in front were separated by a long distance.

"Could it be that Huaxia Wu sent me to greet me?" Jason thought so narcissistically that even his thinking circuit was temporarily short-circuited.

Until Panis shook his head and said, "Uncle Jason, obviously not."

"What's that?" Jason teased Coquettish's hair and said displeasedly, "What's that?"

Unlike Jason, Panis knew more about China's national conditions. He looked at the formations and models in front and thought: "That should be the convoy of the official big shot. It seems that Beijiang is really busy recently."

"All of this should be due to Huaxia Wu's influence, right?" Panis added afterward.

Until then, Jason had to face this problem squarely and agreed: "Yes, even the old man Soros came here in person."

Panis couldn't help but ask, "Will Mr. Buffett come too?"

Jason shook his head without thinking, "Soros and he are not that good yet. He should not be notified of such important news."

After speaking, Jason spread his hands and said, "Isn't this enough? Soros represents Wall Street, and we represent the conglomerate class. This is enough to influence the decisions and trends of the US government."

Although this may sound a bit naughty, I have to admit that it is indeed the case.

This is also the reason why Wu Tao instructed Tianqi Investment to disclose only a little bit.

The convoy finally started to move, and the martial law ahead had been lifted.

Liu Quanyou returned to his pasatri, sweat dripping from his brow.

Although the reception office had made a complete plan long ago, something went wrong when things came to pass.

Before Liang Yancheng's motorcade arrived, a motorcade of friends from the United States arrived first. By coincidence, I was stopped by the martial law road police who didn't know the situation.

Originally, we just waited for the situation to be clarified and then let them go directly.

As a result, Liu Minhao, who was specially called to show his face by Liu Quanyou, had sharp eyes and recognized Molly at a glance, who had collaborated with Wu Tao many times.

After all, Molly's beauty is really outstanding.

In addition, the provincial government had once received a delegation from the Quantum Fund. With Secretary Liu's unforgettable skills, he would naturally not leave out such an important role.

So, the two of them decided to welcome the God of Wealth first. Maybe it would have the effect of "unintentional planting".

There is nothing wrong with this kind of thinking and approach.

In fact, the investment promotion offices in many places are even more courteous to investors.

However, reception is reception. Who would have thought that while the two parties were shaking hands and exchanging greetings, Molly's American friend actually refused to appear in front of the television camera and strongly demanded that the footage and photos be deleted.

As a result, the two sides misunderstood for a long time.

After finally giving a rough explanation, news suddenly came from behind saying: The chief's motorcade has arrived!

This time it was not a report from the road police, but an urgent report from the reception office.

Liu Quanyou was so frightened that he would pee on the spot. If the leader saw this scene, the consequences would be serious.

Dear mother, it may affect your career.

Fortunately, Molly had no intention of communicating more with the government, and both parties dispersed tacitly. This allowed Liu Quanyou to take care of both ends and cautiously greet Liang Yancheng's motorcade.

After all the reception procedures were completed, Liang Yancheng's motorcade drove into the city first. Only then did Liu Quanyou have the opportunity to wipe the sweat from his forehead and catch his breath.

After gathering his composure, Liu Quanyou ignored the sweat-soaked shirt on his back and raised his hand and said, "Let's go."

As a result, just as the car door was about to close, Liu Minho stopped him again, "Secretary Liu, another convoy of investors is coming from behind! Do you see it?"

Liu Quan said without saying a word, "If it's convenient for you, welcome me on your behalf."

Obviously, Liu Quanyou couldn't care less. After all, Liang Yancheng's team is ahead, and he is now more concerned about his future than his political achievements.

After such a delay, it was already approaching noon when Molly's motorcade arrived at the Beijiang Hotel.

The polite doorman opened the car door in a well-trained manner and received a hundred-dollar bill from a beautiful Western woman!

What a kind-hearted person!

The doorman was overjoyed and took the initiative to help carry the luggage, but was blocked from safety by the tall and powerful black bodyguard.

Then he saw the beautiful woman who had just given him a huge tip help a trembling old man out of the car.

The doorman was a little surprised and couldn't help but frown: "Is it like in China, where old cows eat young grass?"

This is actually Soros's first appearance in Beijiang. When he had previously dealt with Liu Quan, he didn't even move.

Then the group walked into the magnificent lobby of the Beijiang Hotel and were invited to a special private room where they were asked to have their body temperature taken and undergo routine disinfection.

Molly frowned. I heard that this hotel is owned by Huaxia Wu. There is such an inspection. What does it mean?

Thinking of this, the two sides suddenly reached a stalemate.

Moreover, in order to welcome Liang Yancheng today, the hotel's security has been strengthened a lot. For a while, the two sides were quite tense.

Molly was about to call Wu Tao when she made eye contact with the doorman from before and waved to him distantly.

After a while, the doorman came to the door and said bluntly in accented English: "I'm sorry, miss, every guest staying in the hotel must undergo such an inspection."

Although the English was not very pure, Molly understood it at least. Moreover, there were some new customers queuing up outside the examination room, which really gave the impression that everyone was being treated equally.

Even so, Molly still wanted to skip this step.

At this moment, the bodyguard behind him suddenly made a sound, apparently greeting an acquaintance outside the house.

This person is none other than Song Guanghui, who is in charge in the hall.

When Song Guanghui entered the room, Molly immediately asked if she could be exempted from this inspection involving privacy and dignity?

Song Guanghui waved his hands and shook his head, "Dear Miss Molly, in fact, this is the boss's suggestion. You know, the current epidemic prevention situation is very serious, and every guest has to be inspected, which is considered responsible for you."

At this time, Soros, who had been silent, pointed to himself happily and said to the white coat sitting there: "Let's get started..."