The shell company plan is about to be implemented. The game between the Jiang family and I need is time. I am very embarrassed about finding people. "Auntie, I'm going to tell you that I'm very busy with work, and I'm afraid I don't have time to help you find people. Please forgive me."

Ms. Liu was a little anxious, "Little Luo, you may have misunderstood what my aunt meant. My aunt is also a city member. If you ask you to help, it doesn't require you to spend too much energy and time. You just need to help my aunt pay attention to this person. In this way, it will be great. Over the years, my aunt has entrusted one Chinese after another, but there is still no news."

"Then is this person important to you?" I could see the earnest meaning in Ms. Liu's eyes, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Ms. Liu nodded affirmatively, "It's very important, it's my daughter." As she said that, she took out a black and white photo, which obviously had been preserved for many years. There was a short-haired girl on the photo, who should be only one or two years old, and there was a red dot on her forehead, "This is my daughter, Lin'er."

"A very cute girl, how did you and her separate aunt?"

Ms. Liu had a little guilt in her eyes and sighed, "It's shameful to say that her father left us early. At that time, I was young and a woman with no job. I couldn't afford to raise Lin'er at all. After thinking about it, I handed Lin'er over to her aunt to raise and followed a group of people to work. At that time, I heard that money in the United States was easy to make, so I came here blindly, and spent several years of cleaning up the plate and lived a life of a low-level person."

I looked at Ms. Liu carefully and saw her current outfit, which is the kind that she is doing well in the United States.

"Don't think I'm getting better now, but in those years, I even had the idea of ​​seeking death. I was just thinking about Lin'er in my heart, so I didn't do that stupid thing. Later, by chance, someone in the store wanted to eat Chinese cuisine, but no one could do it. The boss knew that I came from China, so he asked me to cook. The dishes I made were appreciated by the customers. The boss intended to promote me to be a chef and learn Western dishes, combining Chinese and Western dishes, so I agreed. When I made money, I quit my job and went home, but what greeted me was bad news. Lin'er was actually lost?"

What Ms. Liu said touched the weakness in my heart, and I asked her: "What the hell is going on?"

"What else can happen? My aunt can't be the head of the family. Lin'er was intimidated by her uncle and she will never hear anything from now on."

"What about it later?"

"I searched in the city for a long time, but I didn't find Lin'er, so I returned to the United States and came here to apply for a chef. Xiao Luo, can you help my aunt?"

"I can help you pay attention." I thought that there were still a group of brothers in the city. They found out that it should be nothing difficult. Another one of them was pitiful Ms. Liu, so I agreed to this matter.

Ms. Liu said several "thank you" in succession and stuffed the photo into my hand, "Xiao Luo, the photo is in duplicate. My aunt has one in her hand, Lin'er has one in her hand, and Lin'er's small trumpet are all the keys to finding her. Auntie now gives it to you, please."

I suddenly felt the photo was heavy, "Why did you give me the photo, so don't leave a thought? Besides, I'll just take the photo."

Ms. Liu cried, "I missed that I have taken it. You can take the photos. It is more convincing to hold the photos. Lin'er was still young when she was separated. Even if she changed her name, she would still have photos as evidence."

"Okay, I will definitely reply to you as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Ronaldo, you are a good person!"

I took this heavy photo and left contact information with Ms. Liu. Her name is Liu Lan, and she is indeed a city person.

Liu Lan made me another home-cooked meal from the city. This meal made me feel heavy. When I recalled the scene I saw at the Empire State Building that night, I seemed to understand a little bit about the philosopher's thoughts.

After dinner, I accidentally caught a figure, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. In addition to being happy, I asked Amy to ask.

The middle-aged man chose a window to sit down. I tidied up my clothes and walked towards him, saying hello in English, "Hello, are you Mr. Ender?"

The other party looked at me in surprise and held the mirror frame, "Who are you?" He was obviously surprised by my race, and also surprised that a foreigner had anything to talk to him. But he still answered politely: "I am, how are you?"

I stretched out my hand, "My name is Luo Yang, I am a Chinese person."

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Ande obviously understood the etiquette of China, so he reached out and held my hand, "I'm glad to know you!"

For this, I can only throw a rice rabbit to him.

“Can we sit?”

"Of course." Ender pointed to the opposite position, and said with a blank expression.

Even though we were there, Ander still ordered the meals casually, and he seemed to like the meals at this restaurant very much.

When he had almost eaten, I coughed dryly: "Mr. Ander, can I call you Mr. Andrew?"

Upon hearing this, Ander's hand froze with a knife and fork, his eyes were confused for a moment, but soon returned to Qingming. "Sorry, I have forgotten this name for a long time."

His answer has confirmed his identity, and he is the famous Andrew.

I organized my words, "Mr. Andrew, I think so, a person's past is the most precious wealth. No matter what we do, this memory should not be buried, because it does exist. I think you can't forget it, right?"

"It's good for you to have this idea, but you have experienced too few things. When you reach my age one day and experience these things about me, you may understand my heart. And now, in Chinese terms, it's all about talking about it." Andrew continued to eat, his expression returning to the beginning.

This time, I waited for him to finish eating before speaking: "Mr. Andrew, I wonder if you have any idea to return to the venture capital industry?"

"Why should I go back?"

“Because I want to work with you.”

At this time, Andrew wiped his mouth, "I don't have the mind, I just want to live a quiet life."

Amy didn't say anything and advised him at the sight: "Uncle Andrew, please help us. Intel and Brooklyn venture capital companies have rejected us. If you refuse again, we may have to keep looking for people to cooperate with."

Andrew looked at Amy, "Where are you from?"

“I’m from Florida.”

After paying, Andrew got up and took out a business card, and wrote an address on it, "It's getting late today, I have something to do. In this way, you can come here to find me tomorrow, and then decide whether to bother me, the old man."

I took the business card and said happily: "Thank you."
Chapter completed!