Chapter 421 The world is really small!

"Told Uncle Guo, boss! Two people came outside. They claimed to be the Zhongyi Hall of Nanyang Borneo and Kujin. They asked Uncle Guo and the boss to make it clear how the brothers should deal with it? Xiao Liu described the matter very concisely outside the door: "This is their invitation!"

"Xiao Liu, bring in the invitation!" Situ saw that the old man had no intention of objecting and said in a low voice.

"Yes, boss!" Xiaoliu respectfully pushed the door and entered, bent down and handed the invitation to Situ. After bowing to Uncle Guo, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, he retreated to the side and stood quietly.

"Southern Borneo Kuching? Zhongyitang?" Situ frowned slightly and said suspiciously, "This name is a little familiar, Uncle Guo, do you remember?"

The old man gently knocked on the armrest of the chair he was sitting with with his right hand. He suddenly opened his eyes and said strangely, "I remember. Last year, I heard Lao Li from Zhongyitang, who is from the same door of Hongmen, that there is actually a Chinese organization in Nanyang with their name as Zhongyitang. Situ, do you still remember this?

"Yes, yes, yes!" Situ also thought, "Uncle, our Hongmen forces have always been on this North American continent, and there is no boundary with Nanyang. I don't know what the intention of this Nanyang Zhongyitang will come to worship the mountain at this time?"

The old man thought for a moment and said, "I can't figure out what will happen to them. It should be that they have something to pass by here and come to worship the mountain according to the rules of the world?"

Situ nodded and said, "Well, anyway, since they have given us enough face in court according to the rules of the world, we can't be rude. Uncle Guo, why don't you let me come forward and entertain you?"

The old man said, "Well, the Chinese people in the world are a family. No matter what the other party means, as long as we can help, we will definitely help!"

In the spacious living room of the public hall, Chen Jiaju leisurely looked at the environment here. Everything in the living room is a typical old-fashioned layout. Facing the door, he visited two magnificent Taishi chairs on the main seat, and under the main seat were two rows of chairs, and each of the two chairs had only a coffee table.

Chen Jiaju guessed that this is also a small conference room for the public hall.

Sipting fragrant tea, Chen Jiaju and Xu Jinhuan are silent. Only the collision of their eyes between them can show that they seem to be psychologically prepared to be treated like this.

After all, the rise of Zhongyitang in Nanyang is only a few years. Compared with the old Chinese community such as Zhigongtang, he is simply a young man who can't be greener. Think about it, if you really carefully calculate the time of the rise in the United States, it will be fifty or sixty years, let alone the previous one or two hundred years in China?

There are countless people in Chen Jiaju's heart about whether the high-level officials of Zhigong Hall can meet in person. However, there is also a trace of luck in the bottom of his heart. Maybe his loyalty hall's tos tos in Nanyang in the past few years can really reach the ears of these bigwigs?

"Sorry, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry to keep the distinguished guests waiting for so long!" After a burst of bright laughter, an elderly man with a long beard entered the door in an old-fashioned robe. When he saw Chen Jiaju, he arched his hands for a moment. The ability all over his body made Chen Jiaju brighten his eyes.

"I'm Situ Meitang, do you dare to ask who is the head of Chen Jiaju and Chen Da?" The long-bearded man said politely.

Chen Jiaju was in his heart for a while, and it was really him! Situ Meitang!

Chen Jiaju held back the ups and downs of his thoughts, calmed down and said respectfully, "It turns out that Mr. Situ is the boss, and the younger generation Chen Jiaju is polite!"

The surprise in Situ Meitang's heart is also difficult to describe. How can it be two young people? Is this Zhongyi Hall really just a grass team?

Huh? Why is this person a little familiar? Seeing Xu Jinhuan beside him, Situ Meitang's eyes narrowed as if he were thinking.

Xu Jinhuan stepped forward with some excitement, bowed deeply, and said emotionally, "Mr. Situ, the younger generation Xu Jinhuan, thank you for saving my life in those years!"

Situ Meitang was stunned and looked at Xu Jinhuan with an excited face. He was obviously a little confused.

"Did Mr. Situ forget? Seven years ago in New York, Song Ziwen and Song brothers entrusted you to rescue a dying young man from the gangs on Wall Street. That's me - Xu Jinhuan!" Xu Jinhuan said excitedly.

Xu Jinhuan didn't expect to see his former lifesaver here in San Francisco. Naturally, he was overjoyed.

Chen Jiaju quietly stood back and said no, secretly happy in his heart. It seems that today is going well! Lao Xu actually met the savior here. His savior is still this famous boss!

The world is too small!

Situ Meitang's eyes also lit up. When he mentioned Song Ziwen, he immediately remembered that he did save a Chinese youth that year. Well, it is said that he is still an alumnus of Song Ziwen, and they are all rare young talents!

"I remember, it's good, is there such a thing? Xu...Xiao Xu, right? After all these years, you are in good spirits now!" Situ Meitang's expression was much more relaxed. It was really surprising to meet an old friend on the west coast of the United States.

"Lao Xu, it turns out that the savior you mentioned is Mr. Situ? It's so congratulatory!" Chen Jiaju looked surprised and said in surprise.

After all, Xu Jinhuan has experienced a lot of things in the past two years. He is no longer the angry teenager at the beginning. He quickly cleaned up his mood and said calmly, "Director, this Mr. Situ is the life-saving benefactor I often mention to you. Without his righteousness at the beginning, I have not been in this world for a long time!"

"Xiao Xu doesn't have to care so much. Everyone is Chinese. They should have helped each other!" Situ Meitang looked at the two young people in front of him with a smile. Since he was an old friend, the atmosphere of today's scene was much more harmonious.

Situ Meitang warmly greeted Chen Jiaju and the two of them to sit down.

After greeting, Situ Meitang raised her eyebrows gently and asked softly, "Xiao Xu, don't you remember that you said you were going back to China and follow Ziwen's development at that time? Why are you here today on behalf of Nanyang Zhongyitang?

Xu Jinhuan took a look at Chen Jiaju and said in a low voice, "After returning to China, I came to Nanyang by mistake. Later, I met Mr. Chen Jiaju, the director of our Zhongyi Hall. Under his leadership, our Chinese in Borneo, especially the Kujin, were united, and now they have made small achievements in Nanyang. This time I went to the United States for business, I thought of visiting you again in New York, but I didn't expect to meet you here in San Francisco. It's really a surprise!"

"Oh?" Situ Meitang's eyes flowed, and there was a stir in his heart. He never thought that the very low-key and beautiful teenager in front of him was actually the loyal and righteous in their mouth.