Zheng Xitong laughed heartily and didn't say anything more.
Xiang Wenhua shook his head, looked at Liu Zhizhong, and said, "The chef you hired is quite skilled, but alas, he's not my little brother Zhizhong, sigh..."
After speaking, he prepared to turn and leave the kitchen.
But at this mont, Liu Zhizhong suddenly spoke up, "Uncle Xiang, I am truly Zhizhong, I'm still alive, and I've returned to solve the Southern problem."
"Oh damn..."
Xiang Wenhua had already turned his head, but upon hearing Liu Zhizhong's voice, he cursed on the spot and turned back.
He stared blankly at Liu Zhizhong, who smiled at him with a face full of emotions, putting down the spatula, wiping his hands on an apron as he walked over, eyes brimming with excitent.
Xiang Wenhua was stunned and exclaid, "Uncle Zheng, where did you find this dark-skinned lookalike to comfort ? Wow, even though it's a joke, thank you for your thoughtfulness!"
From the other side, Zheng Xitong said, "It's truly him, no imitation!"
Liu Zhizhong laughed helplessly, saying, "Mr. Zheng is right, it's really , no imitation."
"Damn... Oh damn..."
Xiang Wenhua was stunned again, cursing, because Liu Zhizhong's voice was too familiar, too familiar.
Is the President of Wale Republic him? Oh my goddess, it really seems like it!
The young man approaching was tall and athletic, with a slender figure, calm and composed, except for the different appearance; the physique, deanor, and voice were too much like Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong ca up to Xiang Wenhua, speaking in a low voice only they could hear, "Thank you, Uncle Xiang, for teaching the Unparalleled Gun Skill in the Longfeng Canyon. How's Little Sister Qingqing? Uncle Ma Xudong is now the core mber of the Wale Republic's think tank! Was the mastermind behind the assassination of Uncle Xiang caught?"
Such words directly confird Liu Zhizhong's identity.
Because only he himself could know these things, which Xiang Wenhua understood.
On the spot, Xiang Wenhua felt as if he was collapsing.
"Damn! Oh damn... It really is you... Ah..."
Xiang Wenhua was moved by Liu Zhizhong's tearful eyes, directly breaking down, crying, shouting, rushing over to embrace him tightly.
A reunion after a supposed death deserves hugs and tears, that's truly the case. Even people like Liu Zhizhong, Xiang Wenhua, and Zheng Xitong can't escape such simple emotions.
And humans, probably because of such emotions, beco unique. Of course, animals are the sa, hehe...
The reunion hug by the kitchen door might have seed a bit comical, but the feelings were genuine.
Even Zheng Xitong, sitting in the nearby living room, a seasoned old hand, faced with such a scene, couldn't help but feel his eyes moisten and his nose twitch.
This child, really, is so moving.
These two young n, if not for the harsh social environnt on the land of Great East Pot, would definitely be promising figures of the future. Alas...
As for Liu Zhizhong, he's doing particularly well now; at least he beca president.
Xiang Wenhua, well... struggling along!
Still, it's good; Liu Zhizhong has returned, and there's hope.
This dinner, needless to say, Liu Zhizhong and Xiang Wenhua reunited and acknowledged each other, and they studied together in the kitchen.
Back then, the solitary loving Mr. Xiang was also a cooking expert!
The two of them cooked in the kitchen, chatted, joyfully without bounds.
Zheng Xitong stood at the kitchen door with his tea, listening happily, watching, chiming in now and then—this feeling was indeed pleasant.
You can hardly imagine that such heavyweight figures were discussing matters clearly in the kitchen of a luxurious villa.
Liu Zhizhong shared his plan to preserve Xiguang Province, revealing every detail bit by bit. After all, in these few days, his proposals were sent back to Wale Republic, and the national think tank, with true expertise, released research reports and implentation details, all handed to Liu Zhizhong.
Liu Zhizhong, as a remote president, hasn't the country been governed smoothly?
Xiang Wenhua was truly excited, feeling he had t a great savior, as the hope of the Southern was alive!
When dinner was ready, served on the table, two young ones and an elder were ready to eat.
Zheng Xitong took out two bottles of 40-year-old Moutai, sothing he was usually reluctant to drink but had to today!
Sitting at the table, Zheng Xitong spoke first, "Let's start eating; later, Xuanzi will co over. His family's situation, we all understand, tonight there's a family banquet within the Qian Family, and after it's over, he'll definitely co over for a visit."
Liu Zhizhong and Xiang Wenhua, needless to say, naturally hoped to sit together with Qian Xuan later.
Xiang Wenhua replied, "Alright, Uncle Zheng, my old classmate is truly talented, very impressive. This ti he organized his father's funeral so neatly and brilliantly."
"Good! The important matters, we'll wait until Xuanzi arrives to talk about them; let's start drinking and eating, drink well but do not get drunk!"
So, drinks poured, the forty-year-old brew admittedly lost so of its potency but retained quite an extraordinary taste.
With the combined cooking skills of Liu Zhizhong and Xiang Wenhua, the flavors were particularly distinct.
While eating, drinking, and chatting, it was full of zest and hope.
After three rounds of drinks, with five flavors tasted, prompted by Zheng Xitong, Liu Zhizhong thought that in Gu Changsha, they should have also finished dinner, making it a leisurely post-dinner ti—perfect for a chat.
Thus, Liu Zhizhong genuinely dialed Gu Changsha's private life number using the speakerphone feature in front of Zheng Xitong and Xiang Wenhua.
Zheng Xitong was certainly intrigued, as his godson could contact Gu Changsha directly, a personal pride indeed.
Xiang Wenhua, needless to say, Liu Zhizhong was his little brother, and potentially a son-in-law candidate. Certainly, he even knew that in the past two years, his sister Xiang Wenxin had been missing Liu Zhizhong dearly, sigh... be a son-in-law or brother-in-law, Xiang Wenhua could accept, but whether Liu Zhizhong could accept was unknown, sigh...
Regardless, Liu Zhizhong having the capability to call Gu Changsha, and talking as equals, was also Xiang Wenhua's pride.
The two senior and junior big shots waited silently, even extinguishing their cigarettes, waiting quietly to witness the call between the two national leaders!
Soon, the call connected, and a woman's voice sounded from the other side, "Hello, who is this?"
Hearing this voice, Liu Zhizhong was utterly shocked.
His expression changed rapidly, almost unable to recover.
Because at this mont, this voice—apart from Zhao Yan—no other woman had this voice.
Wife!
My wife!
She answered Gu Changsha's private cell phone?!!!
For a mont, Liu Zhizhong's heart surged with emotion...
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