When Xiangdong came to Lanjiang again, he was already a member of the delegation of the Guobang Autonomous Government. The leader of the team led by Guobang was Miao Wuren, vice chairman of the autonomous government. In addition, Lu Zheng's old friend, Yu Wenlan, the executive member of the Party Central Committee of the Guobang National League and Nanjie County Mayor, was also among the members of the delegation.

After a day of visiting the Lanjiang River, Lu Zheng accompanied them on the bus to Nanzhou, the provincial capital. In Nanzhou, Director Wang Zhongxing of the Provincial Department of Economic and Trade received a delegation and accompanied them to visit cultural, sports and health units and related enterprises such as the Nationalities College, gymnasium, people's hospital, sugar factories, etc.

In the past few days, Lu Zheng also accompanied the Guobang delegation to stay at the Nanzhou Hotel.

After dinner that day, Lu Zheng invited Director Wang Zhongxing, Vice Chairman Miao Wuren, Sister Yu and Xiang Dong to chat with him.

Wang Zhongxing had had several dealings with Lu Zheng, and he was an old acquaintance. He seemed very relaxed when he was with Lu Zheng. He drank a few more drinks in the evening and was also very enthusiastic about Miao Wuren, Yu Wenlan and other guests, which made Miao Wuren, Yu Wenlan and other guests feel at home.

In fact, most of the Yu tribe, who often follows Wang Zhongxing's economic and trade system in the province, know that Director Wang doesn't look down on "Old Myanmar". The ethnic minorities in old Myanmar such as Guobang and Wa State were even called savages by Wang Zhongxing.

This time, the Guobang delegation visited Wang Zhongxing and took two days to accompany him. In fact, he was accompanied by Lu Zheng, a young deputy director-level officer. He also heard that he had close relationships with the leaders of the ministries and commissions of the system. Wang Zhongxing had no reason not to make friends with such a person who was on duty in the department.

Chatting in Lu Zheng's room, listening to Miao Wuren, vice chairman of Guobang Autonomous Region, once again recited the poor man's sutra. Wang Zhongxing had a faint smile on his lips, but his hands twisting the handle of the teacup showed his absent-mindedness.

Yu Wenlan added next to it: "Our SAR government has discussed the possibility of drug control, and we also know that the Chinese government is very concerned about the cultivation of opium poppy in the SAR, but at this stage, because the finances are dry, we do not have enough manpower to publicize the harm of drugs among the people in the SAR."

Wang Zhongxing said in embarrassment: "It seems difficult for us to help anything in this way. You also know that we have joined Interpol. Interpol has sent letters to the member states to announce that your president is a drug lord and wants."

Miao Wuren and Yu Wenlan looked at each other, but in fact, Deng Sankun did not lead the delegation to Nanzhou because he became an unpopular person in the world. Now that he is coming to the mainland again, there are many inconveniences.

After chatting for a while, Wang Zhongxing looked at the time and stood up to say goodbye.

After Wang Zhongxing left, Miao Wuren and Yu Wenlan couldn't help but feel the changes in the Republic's foreign aid policy, and the indifference shown by these local officials is even more frustrating.

Seeing the two of them, Lu Zheng thought, "The anti-drug matter cannot be accomplished overnight, but it must be done. As for the development of South Street, I have an idea."

Miao Wuren and Yu Wenlan both looked at it with him. After a long time of contact with this Commissioner Lu, they knew that Commissioner Lu always had unique ideas, which made people look eye-opener and were very feasible.

Lu Zheng took a sip of tea and said carefully: "Speaking of this, although we mainlanders and Guobang people are now divided into two countries, our nation is closely related. I think that if we develop tourism, we should start with cultural traditions. Now, due to the turmoil, there are many traditional things in the mainland. The mainland people also miss these things very much. You Guobang people are the survivors of our Han people. I think that if you set up an ancient city near South Street that shows our Han culture, and you will find some traditional people to wear Hanfu and live in it, it should attract mainlanders to travel. Nowadays, tourism is a very important growth point for future economic development. The earlier our ancient city is built, the more we can take the lead. Similarly, it will also be a promotion for the tourism industry of southern Yunnan and Lanjiang."

Miao Wuren didn't say anything, but Yu Wenlan smiled bitterly: "It's hard to say whether our fiscal revenue can be maintained this year. There is no money to build a building. And if the commissioner said, this ancient city must have a certain scale to attract tourists, right? For our autonomous government, the investment should be astronomical." She was very familiar with Lu Zheng, and she said it bluntly if she had any questions.

Lu Zheng nodded slightly and said, "I can find a way to do the funds, but you have to discuss with the investors how to plan this tourist city and how to distribute the income in the future. Whether it can be done depends on whether you can reach an agreement on your willingness to cooperate. This is my idea. If you think you can consider it, I will start to find funds for you."

Yu Wenlan and Miao Wuren were both surprised. After looking at each other, Miao Wuren said: "This is of course a good thing, but we have to go back and report to Chairman Deng. Regardless of whether the matter can be done or not, we all thank the Commissioner for his strong help. On behalf of the people of Guobang Yumen, I would like to thank Commissioner Lu."

Lu Zheng waved his hand with a smile: "There is not a single word yet, so it may not be feasible. It will take a wait for the investor to evaluate it with you."

Miao Wuren said: "We are convinced by the Commissioner's words."

Lu Zheng laughed and said that these Guoguomen were greatly influenced by the Communist Party of Myanmar. The Communist Party of Myanmar was very good and in terms of wearing hats, whether it was a good or a bad hat, it was similar to the domestic ones.

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang.

Lu Zheng picked up the call, and the female voice in the microphone was polite, looked very polite and respectful, "May I ask, is Mr. Lu Zheng here?"

Although I only saw each other once, Lu Zheng immediately heard it. His slightly stiff Chinese and his tone of respect can be heard in his tone. It was Mrs. Amaria, the butler who was wrapped in a white veil in the Dianchi Manor in Nanzhou.

"Mrs. Amaria? Is it you?" Lu Zheng felt a little surprised. He thought he had called Lanjiang to find herself, but he didn't know what she was looking for her to do.

There was no emotional fluctuation in Amaria's tone, and she was always so polite, "It's me, sir, because I was worried about affecting your work, I haven't called you for a long time, are you all right?"

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "It's pretty good, nothing happened to the manor, right?"

Mrs. Amaria said: "Everything is as usual in the manor. Sir, I will notify you that Miss Sandrew has arrived in Beijing now and will transfer to Nanzhou tomorrow. Since Mr. is in Nanzhou, I don't know if you have time to pick up the lady. The plane arrives at 10 am. If you have nothing to do, come to the manor tonight. Tomorrow morning, we will pick up the lady together."

Although Mrs. Amaria is very polite and polite, Lu Zheng could feel that the butler of Baishabao's respect for him only comes from being Baishabao's fiancé. Moreover, in her heart, she should be a son-in-law, even if she really became a relative of Baishabao, the owner of the family is also Baishabao instead of herself.

Lu Zheng thought for a while and said, "Let's do it, I'll go there tomorrow at noon and have lunch with her."

Mrs. Amariya seemed a little surprised. Perhaps she hadn't seen anyone treat Miss Sandru so casually. Maybe she wanted to say something, but after all, the man on the microphone was Miss Sandru's fiancé, and there was a difference between master and servant, so she couldn't force this man to do things. So she was silent for a while and said, "Well, sir, please be sure to be on time. Miss Sandru's lunch time is twelve noon. Because of the jet lag, it may be a little later, but it will not exceed one pm."

Lu Zheng said yes, and immediately hung up the phone. He was not deliberately competing with Mrs. Amaria. He really couldn't push the itinerary tomorrow morning. As for Mrs. Amaria's treatment of her, it doesn't matter.

But then he shook his head helplessly. The noble lady, I really live together, I'm afraid there are many troubles. This is different from the last time she came to Beijing to be a guest. I really live together, I'm afraid there are many rules and I won't talk about the red tape. I'll just think about it. I'll be depressed. I won't be able to eat meals every day.

On the way to Dianchi Manor at noon the next day, Lu Zheng couldn't help but think about the mess of himself and the white veil.

It was originally an inexplicable marriage, but now the situation at home has become like this. My parents are no longer very enthusiastic about this marriage. Perhaps Qiu Dahe's words during the Chinese New Year also touched my mother. I felt that I was at the age of getting married, but if I waited for a white veil bag, it would not only take a few years to say it, but something might happen in the middle.

Perhaps my parents have discussed the situation at home now, and they think it is better to choose a new marriage for themselves, which is to make the old man happy, and also make the old man happy.

Just a few days ago, I received a call from my mother and mentioned this matter, as if I had communicated with the Sandru family. Although I did not explicitly say that I would terminate the engagement between me and Baishabao, I also vaguely revealed the meaning of this. After all, it seems that the Sandru family has not been very enthusiastic about this marriage for a long time, and there seems to be a lot of opposition within the family.

In this case, I don’t know what it means to come to southern Yunnan by white yarn.

Dianchi Manor is fresh and quiet, with a vast and profound place. Behind the iron gate, the wide driveway extending into the building complex covered by kapok flowers seems to be invisible, which makes the manor more magnificent.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Amaria, Lu Zheng entered a castle-style hall. On the red carpet, the long banqueting table was almost five or six meters long, and a magnificent candlestick was placed on the table at any distance.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Amaria, Lu Zheng sat at one end of the long banquet table. The maid wearing a black and white maid's skirt immediately brought the newspaper. Mrs. Amaria poured Lu Zheng a glass of pre-dinner wine mixed with juice and said, "Sir, please wait."

Lu Zheng looked at his watch and said, "It's just right for him to get the time."

After a while, I heard the sound of footsteps and saw a dazzling girl wearing a white gauze skirt walking down from the merry-wood staircase of the Roman pillar. Two maids followed her, dragging the long and gorgeous hem of the gauze skirt. This picture was like a medieval noble lady, coming in a row.

"Sir, please get up." Mrs. Amaria, who was standing beside Lu Zheng, whispered to Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng smiled and stood up. Amaria should have been the one who had been with Baishabao. Her fiancé could not make her feel that she did not respect Baishabao.

Although the marriage will probably end up in vain, the more this happens, the less I can now harm the dignity of the white veil wrap in the family.

Because I am overseas now, the huge domestic assets are all from the White Wire Bag. Although I have paid back the principal and interest, and everything has been restored by myself, and I have even provided some reference for the White Wire Bag's actions in the financial market. However, no matter what, if I had not had the principal of the White Wire Bag and the help provided by the White Wire Bag, I would not have had a financial empire of billions or even tens of billions of dollars in a few years. It would be like a snowball. If the White Wire Bag had not provided me with a big snowball at the beginning, it would be hard to say how much money I could make now, let alone the White Wire Bag's support. With the communications and other conditions in the past few years, I would have thought of remotely controlling overseas.

So no matter what happens in the future, I can only be grateful to the white veil bag.

The white gauze bag sat on the other end of the long table, and through several candlesticks, it could also be seen that the white gauze bag's Barbie-like face became more pure as water, and the dazzling long white gold hair made her more mysterious and the queen's mystery out of thin air. Compared with two or three years ago, the cold and mysterious aura on the white gauze bag became stronger and stronger.

The meals between noble couples are also far away, like a far away one’s end or a corner of the sea.

After Lu Zheng sat down with a white veil bag, he also slowly sat down.

At this time, the white veil bag stretched out his hand wearing white veil gloves. Mrs. Amaria walked over quickly and bowed to the white veil bag. The white veil bag said something in her ear. Mrs. Amaria nodded slightly, as if saying: "Respect your instructions."

Seeing Mrs. Amaria coming towards her again, Lu Zheng couldn't help but shake her head. She was really married to Bai Shibao. At the dinner table, do you have to send messages back and forth like this? In fact, it was too far away and I couldn't help but become a lie.

Who knew that after Mrs. Amaria came to her, she made a gentle gesture of invitation and said, "Sir, please come here to sit."

Lu Zheng now has everything in white veil, but in fact, he remembered that he might have become a passerby who has nothing to do with white veil in a while, and he couldn't help feeling sad.

Following Mrs. Amaria, she came to the seat of Baishibao. Baishibao got up and gave up her seat. A maid pulled open the chair next to the main seat, and Baishibao sat over.

Lu Zheng didn't know the meaning of the white veil bag, so he sat in the white veil bag seat according to the gesture of Mrs. Amaria. In this way, it turned into a pattern where Lu Zheng sat at one end of the long table and the white veil bag was sitting next to him.

The white veil bag didn't say much. The maids served the two dishes separately. Bai Shabai picked up the knife and fork, just like the ancient princess, tasting with reserve.

Lu Zhengzi couldn't speak, so he slowly enjoyed this sumptuous lunch. Occasionally, he turned his head and saw the dazzling beauty of the white gauze bag. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. I remember that when I met last time, I was pinching her nose, but now I glanced at her fair and tall nose bridge. This calm and mysterious temperament, let alone pinching her nose, it seemed like I had no courage when I touched her white gauze gloves.

Finally, the white veil bag started to enjoy the dessert. Lu Zheng and she were in the same pace and waved to order the dessert. In fact, they were not full at all. But for some reason, in front of the white veil bag, they felt ashamed and did not want to be rude. The feeling of being free and easy with the girls around them disappeared.

"Lu Zheng, let's choose a day and get married." This sentence was written by a white gauze bag in his mouth with a small fork of snow-white cream. His lips seemed to be savoring the sweetness of the cream. When he said this, his tone seemed to have a certain sweetness.

The ice cream in Lu Zheng's mouth almost spurted out, "What?"

Ignoring Lu Zheng's surprised expression, the white gauze bag stared at Lu Zheng seriously as if it was flowing colorful eyes, and said, "I said, let's choose a day, this summer, get married."

Lu Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Can you not be scary? How old are you going to get married? Do you know what marriage is?"

Bai Weibao still looked serious: "I am fourteen this year. According to the tradition of our Sandru family, I can get married."

Lu Zheng said helplessly: "Let's just talk about whether you understand marriage or not. Just talk about age, the Sandru family must abide by the law, right? As far as I know, if your federal Germans has a legal marriage age of 18 and the guardian agrees, it must be sixteen to get married. And if you marry into China, you must abide by Chinese laws, right?

The white gauze bag is more charming than the contact lenses, and her eyes still stared at Lu Zheng without blinking, saying: "These are not problems. I just want to know whether you are willing to marry me."
Chapter completed!