Chapter 352 [Event!] (Part 1)

When Lin Leyan returned to the organization's residence, she saw Weinstein sitting on the sofa, holding a laptop in her hand.

Seeing Lin Leyan enter the door, Weinstein raised his head and looked at her. There was no light on in the living room, and the light on the notebook screen shone on Weinstein's face, and his face seemed a little complicated.

Lin Leyan seemed a little embarrassed, and did not turn on the light, but walked over, glanced at Weinstein, and then looked away: "Isn't you resting so late?"

Weinstein shook his head: "You went to find him?"

Lin Leyan thought for a while and nodded: "I... just went to stop him from doing stupid things."

Weinstein sighed. The Australian sunny boy closed the computer, stood up and walked towards his room, leaving a light sentence: "Get off early."

The living room was very messy, and there was a computer on the desk. Lin Leyan was also a little confused.

This is a large suite, with four bedrooms full of beds. In order to save money, several people have to live in a room. The two girls in the same room as Lin Leyan have already fallen asleep. Lin Leyan entered the door lightly, and was very confused. She simply put on her clothes and lay on her own bed, but her eyes were staring at the ceiling in a daze...

I recalled the kiss I kissed Chen Xiaolian downstairs in the hotel yesterday evening.

"Now I've confirmed it, I'm not attracted to you..."

At that time, he walked freely, but Chen Xiaolian's eyes were full of surprise and embarrassment.

This little evil star who killed people without blinking was so simple that he was almost cute at that moment.

He is indeed just a teenager.

Young boys often don’t understand women.

If a woman wants to be sure if she is moved by someone, how can she need a kiss?

Only when a woman... wants to kiss her when she is moved...

...

Chen Xiaolian slept very sweetly all night.

After seeing Lin Leyan off in the evening, he contacted Roddy using the team channel, chatted with Roddy about his progress here, and then fell asleep.

After sleeping until dawn, Chen Xiaolian got up and washed up and then went out.

As soon as I walked to the lobby downstairs, I saw the hotel manager standing there.

When the black manager saw Chen Xiaolian, his eyes looked a little strange, as if he was a little pity, a little sympathy, and a little hidden gloom.

Chen Xiaolian understood... It seems that after the white girl left last night, she must have told her that she was "caught by her wife".

He didn't care about memorizing such a gossip, anyway, the people here didn't recognize him. Moreover, in this way, he gave himself a reasonable explanation.

Otherwise, if you take a white girl back to your room and do nothing, it will inevitably make people suspicious.

Chen Xiaolian already has his own plan for how to complete this task.

He directly rushed into Zaid's presidential palace in an open fire... Chen Xiaolian just smiled. It would be stupid to do this.

How big is the presidential palace? It doesn't think it's too small. It's not that easy to find Zeid himself in a presidential palace. Even if you kill yourself, if Zeid runs away, it's probably not so easy to find this guy.

At least they still have a large number of live ammunition guards.

Chen Xiaolian waited patiently in the hotel for a day, but he didn't go out. After dinner, he locked himself in the room to rest.

In the evening, the news came indeed.

Chen Xiaolian received a call from the waiter in the hotel in the room.

The black minister invited him to have dinner, sent a car, and parked at the door of the hotel.

Chen Xiaolian agreed happily, then took out a suit from the storage watch and put it on. He also put a bow tie for himself. He dressed up as a man and opened the door and went out.

When I arrived at the hotel lobby, I saw the hotel manager standing at the elevator entrance, ruthlessly leading me to go out through the yard and to the fence gate outside.

On the road outside the door, a white car was parked. The car was not very high-end. Toyota.

Chen Xiaolian had made up for some African situations before coming to Africa, and knew that the best-selling cars in Africa were Volkswagen and the other was Toyota.

The car looked half new and not old. But it was washed clean. Chen Xiaolian walked to the car and saw the window falling down. The black minister sat in the back row and waved his hand to himself in a very grand manner: "Get on the car."

Chen Xiaolian noticed that this guy... was actually wearing a military uniform!

The military uniforms of the Kemubiya country are very strange. They are yellow, yellow, black, and black, but the ribbons are made big, thick and fancy.

It looks like a puppet army officer in a brainless anti-Japanese drama.

Chen Xiaolian endured the complaints and got into the car and sat next to the black minister.

The driver was a thin black man. When Chen Xiaolian sat down, he immediately started the car.

"You are lucky, my friend." The black minister turned his head, looked at Chen Xiaolian meaningfully, and said with a smile.

...

Next, after a few minutes, the black minister said the matter very briefly, and Chen Xiaolian quickly understood.

The roll of dollars he gave to the black minister last night played a role, and the guy really worked hard.

However, according to this guy's plan, it would take some time to introduce Chen Xiaolian to President Zeid to find a suitable opportunity... After all, he is the president of a country and cannot be seen as soon as he wants.

However, just today, something happened temporarily and there was such an unexpected opportunity.

Zaid was very annoyed by the previous military operations against the rebels.

However, in order to stabilize the situation in Kabuka, this dictator claimed to the outside world that his army had won a great victory and achieved brilliant results.

In order to celebrate this "victory", President Zeid temporarily decided to hold a banquet at the Presidential Palace tonight, and invite all the prominent people in Kabukari.

If it is another place, how can a state banquet-level event be held in a country so easily?

But after all, this is Kabuka, a barren country. The capital Kabuka is said to be a city, and the scale is equivalent to a poor county in the western part of the country, which is as high as the sky.

Such a party is said to be small or big.

In the afternoon, the Minister of Internal Affairs brought a team of guards to visit the well-known and powerful people in Kabuka City. He sent the invitation out.

"Your Excellency the President is actually holding a fundraising... War always costs money." The black minister smiled.

Chen Xiaolian nodded.

"You will open your eyes tonight." The black minister smiled meaningfully.

"What?"

"It's very simple. This is Kmubiya, there is no national bank here, and there are checks and other things. It's not easy to use here. For fundraising... we all use cash or hard currency. US dollars, gold, anything can be done."

"..." Chen Xiaolian was stunned.

The car passed through the East District and soon arrived at the Presidential Palace located in the southeast of the city.

When he arrived in front of the Presidential Palace, Chen Xiaolian had not gotten off the car, looking through the car window at the main building of the Presidential Palace outside, and couldn't help but sigh.

This Zaid is really good at playing.

What is in front of me is a...

White House!

...

The dictator of this small African country built a one-to-one thing in the way of the White House in the United States!

What made Chen Xiaolian speechless was that, right across from this copycat White House building and across the street, Zeid also built another "Lincoln Memorial Hall".

However, the statue of Lincoln is naturally not placed in the memorial hall.

But...Zaid himself!

When getting off the bus, Chen Xiaolian could see the statue of President Zeid in the memorial hall, facing the direction of the street...

(If you have such a low appearance, don’t use it to make a statue...)

Chen Xiaolian complained in his heart.

This copycat version of the White House presidential palace should be the cleanest and tidy place in the entire Kabuka city.

The lawn outside the presidential palace is very wide and very cleanly trimmed. Under the pillars in front of the White House, there is a row of spotlights flashing.

The black minister was obviously very proud and patted Chen Xiaolian on the shoulder: "How is it? Is this place good? Your Excellency the President spent a lot of money to hire an American architectural firm. It was built completely according to the structure of the White House. It not only has the same appearance, but also the layout, architectural layout, rooms, corridors, and stairs inside, are all exactly the same."

Chen Xiaolian smiled.

It's not difficult to do this.

The White House in the United States is actually not a very strict place, and some of them are even open to tourists all year round.

However, Zeid's thoughts are funny... A small oligarch. He clearly envies the power and status of the US president when doing such a thing...

What a pity, although everyone is the president, the difference between this president and the other president is still...

The black minister is quite helpful, to be precise, the US dollar bill given by Chen Xiaolian is very helpful.

This guy took Chen Xiaolian into the gate of the presidential palace.

Chen Xiaolian noticed that there were already checkpoints outside the Presidential Palace, with soldiers holding guns and live ammunition.

Cars entered the yard of the Presidential Palace and parked the car next to the lawn of the yard.
To be continued...