Chapter 602 is all here

"This banquet is really a 'personal surname'." Under the guidance of a waiter, everyone crossed half of the presidential palace and came to a small garden in a relatively secret place. The fox, who had been following Li Mo's footsteps, looked at the men and women who gathered in the garden to talk and laughed in a low voice, and smiled in Li Mo's ear.

At first, several people thought that Ahmadinejad would set up the presidential palace at the banquet hall, which must be in an indoor banquet hall. After all, they had never been here, and they didn't know if they had it, but in general, it was not wrong to speculate. But a few people were a little surprised when they came here. The so-called private banquet was actually open-air.

"It's good, and the atmosphere is relaxed." Li Mo said with a faint smile.

Because he had to attend the banquet in the evening, everyone's identity was unusual. Li Mo was also forced to wear a suit by the two women, and he looked like a human. As for themselves, they were also wearing formal dresses, one left and one right gathered beside Li Mo, attracting the attention of some people who noticed this side.

Li Mo nodded with a smile on his face and every owner who looked at him, but the afterglow in the corner of his eyes had not left the four or five people gathered in the southeast corner since he came in. Because there, he saw an old acquaintance - Safavid.

At this time, only the North Korean representatives who arrived one step earlier than them can be accompanied by Safavid himself. This can also be proved by two Asians in four or five people.

"Hello, Mr. Li, General, please come over." At this moment, the waiter who had just led them came over and said respectfully. Although he did not know the specific identity of the young man in front of him, it was not an ordinary person who could be invited to the banquet, and the young man was still the leader of this large group of people.

Li Mo also noticed Safavi's eyes and nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll be there."

"Minister Wahid, you are with me, and the others are free to move." Li Mo turned around and said with a smile. In the evening, except for the three members of the military and the three members of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, all of them were Li Mo's attendants. The Meteor Commando came Luo Xiang and two members, in addition to Li Mo and two female secretaries.

Li Mo took Wahid and Luo Xiang to the southeast corner. The five people who were talking in a low voice before had stopped talking and looked at them with a smile.

"Mr. Li, let me introduce to you. This is Park Jung-chang, the first deputy foreign minister of North Korea... This is Ambassador Choi Ji-song of North Korea to China."

Park Zhengchang is in his fifties, with a square face. The most impressive thing is the smile that has never fallen. This kind of person generally has another name: smiling tiger. Of course, the name Smiling Tiger may not be appropriate, but the smile on this person's face and the figure give people the feeling that it is really the same.

As for the other Ambassador Choi, he is very different from Foreign Minister Park Jung-chang. He is tall and looks very thin. His face, which seems to be a little fleshy, always has a serious expression, giving people the impression of a general, a soldier who has been in the army for many years. In fact, before serving as a diplomat, Ambassador Cui was really an officer in the North Korean army, but he was not a general.

Li Mo smiled and shook hands with the two, but his heart was full of awe. These two 'North Korean guests' are really unusual. You have to be more careful. After all, compared with such a 'politician' who has been immersed in diplomacy for many years, he is similar to a Xiaobai in terms of contact with people.

"Haha, Foreign Minister Park, Ambassador Cui, you must have an impression of Mr. Li, right? He is Li Mo, the big boss of the Somali Star Company. Safavi looked at Li Mo's natural handshake with Park and Cui, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he introduced again with a smile.

Next, Li Mo also knows the identity of the other two Iranians among the five people, one of whom is Iran's Deputy Foreign Minister Abdul? Rafael, one is Harrig, deputy director of the office of the presidential palace.

It can be seen that except for Safavi, the commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Guard, all of them are representatives of the political axe. And the identities of both sides are similar.

Although several people have known each other for a while, their identities are very **, and the content of the conversation is limited to some ordinary things that happen internationally. There is no mention of the content of the four-party talks.

"General, I don't know who is the head of the Syrian delegation?" Li Mo felt bored and asked casually.

Safavi was stunned and said with a smile, "From the list provided by Syria, the head of the delegation is Ib, Minister of Economy and Trade? Mr. Baikel."

This time, not only Li Mo, but also North Korea's deputy foreign minister Park Jung-chang frowned uncand. The Syrian delegation will not really come to Iran to discuss the so-called 'Economic Cooperation Organization', will it?

And in terms of position, the level of the Syrian delegation is significantly higher than that of both North Korea and Somalia. They are all ministers, and the highest positions in Somalia and North Korea are deputy ministers.

General Safavi keenly observed the subtle reactions of the two people, smiled in his heart, but did not explain. The talks were initiated by Iran and held in Iran. Iran now has a home advantage, and the other three countries are likely to secretly reach some agreements or tacit understandings to offset this advantage. This is what Iran's political axe doesn't want to see.

And if the representatives of the three countries do not reach some tacit understanding against Iran, it is necessary to make the three countries vigilant and each other vigilant. Only in this way can we ensure that Iran can always take the initiative.

Although the smile on Deputy Foreign Minister Park Jung-chang's face has been hanging, he is secretly scolding in his heart. The four-nation talks were originally limited to the level of deputy ministers, but in the end, North Korea complied with the agreement.

Needless to say, Iran can send representatives of any level at any time as the home court. The Syrian political axe slowly sent a delegation, still hiding secrets from the outside world. Who knew that a minister was sent here in the end. In Syria, the highest administrative organ is the Council of Ministers, which is similar to the composition of Somalia's political axe institutions. The power of a minister is still considerable. A minister is equivalent to a member of the highest administrative organ, and what about North Korea? There is a Politburo above, and a cabinet under the Politburo. The Chief of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is a member of the cabinet. Although the power of his first deputy foreign minister is not small, his status is still a little different.

The last Somalia, although he also came as the Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs, came with a Li Mo. Li Mo's real identity is not a secret at the top of various countries. To be more serious, it is enough for Li Mo to come alone.

Just when Park Jung-chang was very dissatisfied, there was a noise at the entrance of the garden. A group of people came in accompanied by Rumi's consultant, and even Li Mo and others were attracted.

Walking in front of him side by side with Rumi's consultant is a man in a gray suit. This man looks older, but he has thick black hair. I don't know whether he has dyed or has a strong physical mechanism. Although he whispered a few words to Rumi from time to time, Li Mo always felt that some scattered eyes came out of the person, as if he was looking at here.

"Mr. Park, Mr. Li, Aibu from Syria? Mr. Baikel is here. General Safavi seemed to deliberately wait for everyone to take a while before saying.

Does everyone know what he refers to? Minister Baikel is the man who came this way with Rumi's consultant.

When Rumi and others joined in, Safavi took the opportunity to leave here and walked towards a group of people in another corner. The people gathered in that corner. Although they were all dressed in casual clothes, everyone was a military person.

As a temporary host, Rumi naturally took over Safavi's task and introduced everyone to each other. However, Li Mo noticed that everyone except himself seemed to know each other. However, Li Mo was relieved when he thought of their identity.

Several countries have cooperative relations with each other, and it is not surprising that the frequent contact between senior officials of political axes is frequent. Although Somalia has been in a civil war for more than a decade and peaceful reunification for only more than a year, one year is enough to contact most countries in the world.

"Hello, Mr. Li. I didn't expect you to be younger than in the photo. It's incredible. Li Mo, who had quietly retreated to one corner, suddenly saw a man walking in front of him and talking to him. He fixed his eyes, but he was one of the three people from the Syrian delegation. As Rumi had introduced before, it was called Feida. Anyway, his name was very long, and Li Mo didn't bother to remember it.

"Mr. Feida, you are also very young." Li Mo shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly. At this moment, he remembered that at the time of the previous introduction, this person was the only one who did not introduce his position. Li Moke will not think that this person is due to his low status. You should know that those who can come to this corner are the main members of the delegations of the three countries. It can be said that they are either the head of the delegation or the deputy head of the delegation. How can such a person have no identity?

There is only one possibility, that is, the identity is inconvenient to disclose.

For example, the smiling 'Mr. Fida' in front of him is only in his thirties, but he can become the main member of the Syrian delegation. It must have a prominent identity in Syria.

"Ha ha, I rely on my father who is the president. This time I'm here for an internship." Mr. Feida seemed to regard Li Mo as an intimate friend and said naturally.

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at the not-amazing Mr. Feida. Unexpectedly, he was the son of the Syrian president. No wonder he can become a major member of the Syrian delegation in his thirties.

He knows that in Arab countries, there has always been a tradition of 'family inheritance'. It can be said that most leaders of Arab countries come from prominent families, and the successors of leaders of many countries are descendants of the family. With the power of the previous generation, the leaders slowly penetrated the influence of the family into every corner of the country and branded the whole country as a family.

He doesn't know why, because in modern countries, the transfer of power is rarely replaced by this blood relationship. Mingzhu is not just a slogan. It has gradually penetrated into every corner of the world. Imperceptibly, artificial countermeasures can only slow down this impact, but it cannot be stopped.

And is this 'Mr. Fida' the successor trained by the Syrian president?

(to be continued)