Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

"Trying to buy hearts and minds on campus?" Caesar raised his eyebrows, "Ridiculous! Lu Mingfei is a member of the student council, he's one of mine. If he needs anything, he should come to me, and I will help him!" He laughed coldly, his domineering spirit showing, "I will let Lu Mingfei eat tonight in the best seat he can reach, in the best Italian restaurant, with the best chef and the best waiter service, everything must be flawless!"

"Boss is wise!" Fingal exclaimed, "But the restaurant specified by Chu Zhang is Aspasia, and there are no more empty seats."

"That three-star Michelin restaurant?" Caesar frowned, "I've eaten at his Rome branch many times, and not once have I even had to wait for a table."

"Supposedly the wedding reception is packed tonight."

"It's not like there aren't other good restaurants in China, just have them get married somewhere else." Caesar thought simply, such things were trivial to him, his precious brain capacity didn't have to be wasted on thinking about the bride and groom.

"It's trickier, the one that chartered the venue is not a big deal."

Caesar frowned, "A lot of people? Is it someone from the political world?"

"Not, a local listed group, his son knocked up someone ......"

Caesar lost interest, "Business owners only. I see, someone will fix it, they're professionals ...... you're that eager to help your roommate, owe Lu Mingfei a lot of money, right?"

Fingal squirmed a little, "A lot of his snacks for nothing ......"

"Then I'll help you return the favor." Caesar hung up the phone.

Caesar handed the phone to the housekeeper beside him, "Call the mint club for me and send a text message to my classmate whose name is Lu Mingfei after you arrange it." He thought for a moment, "Something along the lines of, 'Happy Birthday from Caesar Gattuso.'"

"Moving mint? It's not a small expense. It's a little too grand for a classmate, isn't it?" The secretary politely advised.

"Do you know Zhou Enlai?" Caesar asked.

"Yes, he's a very famous diplomat."

"I've just read his biography, and there's some very interesting stuff. The Chinese care a lot about details, and Zhou could remember all kinds of information about people he had met once and would greet them when they met again, to their deep honor. He would even buy shirts for the cleaning staff whose clothes were soiled by his car ride. This is the philosophy of a leader, paying attention to the details of his subordinates." Caesar wiped his damp blond hair, his voice firm, "It will improve the team's cohesion, that's the important lesson I've learned in the past few days."

If Lu Mingfei were present, he would probably remind him that his important insights were just some material from a middle school textbook level.

"But ...... it's all a bit like going around in circles to ask for your help." The secretary smiled, "Like a little ruse."

Caesar raised an eyebrow, looked deeply at the secretary, and smiled back, "Yes, it's Chu Zhang's little ruse, I can see that, but it's a little ruse that I must fall for because," he said slowly, "Chu Zhang played himself into it, I can do without Chu Zhang's promise, but I don't want someone else to get that promise and make some weird request that will make the competition between Chu Zhang and I look nasty."

"Understood, then I will arrange it this way," the secretary bowed slightly, "Young master, it's about to start, please get ready, the councilors are already on their way."

"The main course is not yet served, so what's the hurry for me with this side dish? I still want to go for a short swim."

"In your uncle's mind, you are the main course for today's meeting."

Caesar turned his head and looked at the young secretary with a subtle smile, "Patsy, don't say such things to me in the future. First of all, I am not a dish, not at the chef's discretion, and even if I were a dish, you or uncle, don't try to be my cook."

"Sorry young master, I will pay attention." The secretary coyly retreated.

Chu Zhang's and Lu Mingfei's cell phones rang at the same time. Both text messages came in, and Chu Zhang scanned it and silently turned it off, but Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded.

"Happy birthday wishes from Caesar Gattuso."

The second text message of blessing for the nineteenth birthday, from Caesar Gattuso. Lu Mingfei was a little dizzy, not knowing what he was capable of, receiving wishes from the president of the Lionheart Club and the president of the student council respectively. Zhou Yu and Cao Cao were fighting to the death on the Yangtze River, but both wished the same person a happy birthday, who had that honor? Probably ...... Jiang Gan.

It's a strange world, some people see him as a pile of poo, and others see him as a treasure.

"Now where are we going?" Lu Mingfei leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.

"You're the mission leader, you're in charge."

"Brother you do not play me, okay ...... where you say to go, to the place you busy to go ...... me ...... I help you to dust the car. " Lu Mingfei bitter face.

"Then on the train South Station ruins, we do not know who took the information, so first look at the scene." Chu Zhang said.

Lu Mingfei looked out, the top of the train station south collapsed tortoise shell-shaped aluminum dome into view, the branch of this elevated road is simply straight to the train station south. There was no need for him, the titular person in charge, to do anything from the beginning, right? The car was headed straight for the south train station. Although thinking this makes him feel quite incompetent ...... but, since it is, he is not shy to admit it. This aspect of senior brother Chu Zhang is the door.

"How long will it take ah? I'm afraid I'll be home too late ...... toilet seat is not going to fit." Lu Mingfei is a little worried.

He imagined his aunt coming home drenched in sweat and rushing to the bathroom, finding no toilet seat so he had to squat on the edge of the toilet to facilitate ...... his aunt's anger would turn into a sonic boom and kill him, right?

"I have arranged, you are the commissioner, complete the task is good, I am responsible for assisting, will solve your toilet seat." Chu Zhang said indifferently.

"You give a call to my property to repair the sewer uncle?" Lu Mingfei felt that it was reliable.

Chu Zhang froze. Did not expect to repair the toilet just give the property a phone call on the line, young master Chu is also a hard-working person at home, but the toilet commission has not repaired it. His family has is aunts and drivers.

"Don't worry, I've arranged for a professional to go." Chu Zhang said.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, Chu Zhang is an extreme perfectionist, he said professional people, must be professional, up to heaven and earth are no problem, let alone repair a toilet.