7:00 PM.
Changgui visited Wang Laoqi's house again.
"Director, have you eaten?"
Wang Laoqi's family was having dinner and asked warmly.
"Eating can wait. I want to follow up on the investment attraction matter."
"I told you this afternoon, we don't have any wealthy relatives. Asking again won't create one out of thin air!"
Wang Laoqi joked.
"I heard from Liu Yishui that Xiaomeng has a foreign friend who's quite wealthy. I'd like to know more."
Changgui stated directly.
"Foreign friend?"
Wang Laoqi and his wife were stunned. "Director, are you mistaken? Our Xiaomeng has only been as far as Tieling; she's never left the country."
"Let Xiaomeng speak for herself."
Changgui turned to her.
"Are you talking about Hui Ge?"
Xiaomeng recalled.
"Hei Ge?"
Wang Laoqi and his wife were shocked.
Hei Ge is a Black person, right?
All black, except for white teeth.
TV news often shows Black people taking advantage of Chinese girls.
Unacceptable!
"Xiaomeng, why are you associating with that kind of person? They should stay in Africa, not come to our country!"
Wang Laoqi scolded.
Though he wasn't prejudiced, their dark skin made them seem like a different species.
"Dad, you misunderstood! It's Hui Ge, not Hei Ge—H-ui, not H-ei!"
Xiaomeng was speechless, even spelling it out.
"A Chinese person?"
"I'm not sure, maybe an overseas Chinese or something."
Xiaomeng wasn't clear.
"That makes sense!"
Wang Changgui slapped his thigh, overjoyed.
After the Reform and Opening Up, overseas Chinese often returned to invest—nothing unusual.
"Xiaomeng, how did you meet him?"
Xiaomeng's mother asked worriedly.
The outside world is full of bad people; she feared Xiaomeng would be cheated.
So, Xiaomeng briefly recounted the story.
She intentionally glossed over dining and flower-giving with Xu Hui.
"So that's how Xiaomeng met the foreign friend."
Everyone nodded.
"Since the Director wants the contact info, Xiaomeng, do you have his phone number?"
Wang Laoqi asked.
"Yes."
Xiaomeng found a piece of paper and copied the number for Wang Changgui.
"Alright, you continue eating. I'm leaving!"
Wang Changgui felt like he'd found a treasure.
This phone number was his key to promotion and wealth.
Changgui returned home, where Xiangxiu was about to leave.
She was on night duty at the clinic.
"Dad, you're back late. I kept the food warm for you."
"Good."
Changgui entered, rubbed his hands, and started dialing.
Ring, ring…
Finally, the call connected.
"Hello, is this Boss Xu?"
Changgui asked in awkward Mandarin.
"Who is this?"
Xu Hui was puzzled.
Having just arrived in this world, only a few knew his number.
"I'm Wang Changgui, village director of Elephant Mountain. Xiaomeng gave me your number."
"What do you want?"
Xu Hui was impatient.
Tonight, he was treating all the sales office beauties to dinner and having a great time.
With the cashback system, spending 1-2 million yuan on a meal was no problem.
"I'd like you to invest in Elephant Mountain. Are you interested? Our village has beautiful mountains and water, great scenery…"
"Not interested!"
Xu Hui replied bluntly.
With the cashback system, he'd never run out of money. Why bother with investments?
His life's goal was to enjoy himself!
"Boss Xu, investing in Elephant Mountain is a sure win!"
Wang Changgui insisted.
"I said I'm not interested. How many times do I have to say it?"
"Sorry for the disturbance."
Wang Changgui hung up, dejected.
Without attracting investment, he couldn't transfer to town.
Changgui paced like an ant on a hot pan, hands behind his back.
Boss Xu drove a 2-million-yuan car and was from overseas—he must have investment power.
What to do?
Soon, Changgui thought of Xiaomeng.
She was Boss Xu's friend and might help persuade him.
That night, Changgui returned to Wang Laoqi's house and called Xiaomeng to the gate.
"Uncle Changgui, what's up?"
Xiaomeng had already gone to bed and yawned repeatedly.
"Tomorrow, can you introduce me to Boss Xu? I'd like to meet him!"
"This…"
Xiaomeng hesitated.
The last time, the restaurant owner sent flowers, and they were mistaken for a couple, causing embarrassment.
She didn't want to contact Xu Hui again.
Soon, Xiaomeng remembered she owed him gas money.
"Fine, tomorrow I'll call from Dajao's and ask when Boss Xu is free."
"Not tomorrow, tonight! My house has a landline, let's go!"
Changgui urged.
"It's too late. We'll disturb his sleep."
"It's only 10 PM, not late."
"Alright."
Xiaomeng followed Changgui home.
He had a landline phone.
Beep, beep, beep…
Changgui dialed the number and handed the receiver to Xiaomeng.
"Is this never-ending?"
At that moment, Xu Hui was karaoke-ing with the sales office ladies.
Seeing another call from Wang Changgui after already refusing him, he was annoyed.
Startled by Xu Hui's shout, Xiaomeng didn't dare speak.
"Say something."
Changgui whispered urgently beside her.
"Boss Xu, it's me, Wang Xiaomeng."
"Xiaomeng? Hold on, it's noisy here."
Xu Hui stepped out of the karaoke room. "Okay, speak."
"I forgot my wallet that day, and you drove me. I haven't had time to pay for the gas. Are you free tomorrow?"
Xiaomeng asked weakly.
"I'm free."
Xu Hui was happy. "What do you like to eat? Tomorrow I'll treat you. The last restaurant was mediocre. Next time…"
"Boss Xu, Uncle Changgui will come too tomorrow."
Before Xu Hui finished, Xiaomeng interrupted.
She didn't want people to know she dined alone with Xu Hui, fearing Yongqiang would misunderstand.
"Oh…"
Xu Hui understood.
After all, this call was made at Changgui's request, and the caller ID was still Changgui's number.
"Boss Xu, if it's inconvenient, I'll send the gas money through someone. I won't come."
Xiaomeng said.
"Don't…"
Changgui panicked, whispering urgently.
Only Xiaomeng was familiar with Boss Xu. If she didn't come, the plan would fail.
"Xiaomeng, come tomorrow. Huihuang Grand Hotel."
"Okay."
Xiaomeng nodded and hung up.
Changgui sighed in relief—finally, he could meet Boss Xu.
"Uncle Changgui, that's all I can do."
"Xiaomeng, thank you. If the investment succeeds, you'll be Elephant Mountain's greatest hero. If I transfer to town, your dad can be village director."
Changgui painted a rosy picture.
"My dad wouldn't take it. We just want to make tofu in peace."
Xiaomeng shook her head and left.