Mr. Liu wore a square black scarf, which made him stand out among the white scarves. His sincere smile and simple but heartwarming words made these wanderers who had been wandering overseas for many years feel like they were back home.

Many team members couldn't help shedding tears, and there seemed to be a voice shouting to them:

Come back, come back, wanderer;

Come back, come back, don't wander around anymore...

Amid the sobbing, Pan Qiaoyun asked in a low voice: "Who is this fat guy?"

"The first chairman of Jiangnan Textiles. Later he was promoted to vice president of Jiangnan Bank and chairman of Jiangnan Securities." Macron, a child of a high-ranking official, is obviously well-informed, but he also finds it incredible.

Jiangnan Bank is the most important department of the group, and the chairman is concurrently held by Jiang Xueying, the group president. However, President Jiang has to manage the entire group and is busy with many things, so the daily affairs of Jiangnan Bank are all handled by Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu is almost not in the top ten of the group, and he should not have drifted to Africa.

But Macaron knew his limits, so he said nonsense: "It shows how much the young master values ​​us, he even sent such a senior official to pick us up."

"Woo woo..." Everyone sobbed louder. The wind and the fat man from their hometown wiped away their scars. It also increased everyone's pride and loyalty.

"Don't just cry, watch out, Ronaldo..." Macron warned, "We must make sure Ronaldinho..."

"My name is Xiao Luo." A buck-toothed team leader protested.

"Okay, let's call him Ronaldinho." Macron changed his words.

"My name is Daluo." said a gunner with rabbit teeth.

"Okay, okay, let's call him Little Luo. Now no one will argue, right?" Macron scolded with a smile, "We must protect Little Luo's safety. We must have double guards around the clock. We can't take our eyes off him even when we're taking a shit."

"My goodness, that stinks..." Everyone laughed.

~~

The city of Tunis shares the same name as the country, and is located on the shore of Lake Tunis on the west bank of the Gulf of Tunis. A natural sand embankment separates the bay and the lake, with a gap in the middle connecting them. The milky white Arabic buildings are shaded by date palms, palm trees and olive trees, like a white lotus floating on the Mediterranean Sea. It is truly a treasure land.

After docking, Xia Xin and Dianshan Lake's captain Kang Jia put on their long-treasured police uniforms and went to the Governor's Mansion as fleet leaders to attend the welcome banquet hosted by the Governor.

The crew members who stayed on the ship were also warmly entertained. Tunisia has always been an important trading port in North Africa due to its important geographical location, and you can enjoy rich food. The paid escort industry is also very developed, with North Africans, Central Africans, Southern Europeans, Eastern Europeans, and Western Europeans. There is nothing wrong with it except that you have to drink secretly.

However, Fang Wen still instructed the kitchen staff to carefully check the food that was delivered and that it would be best to cook it themselves to avoid any problems.

"Are we being too cautious? If they wanted to get us, why did they let us go? Is it fun to play catch and release?" Macaron was eating a plate of Sudanese Happy Meal in one hand and a piece of naan in the other. "Eat it with confidence, it'll be fine."

"Be careful. The Ottomans are polite now, but who knows if they will suddenly turn hostile? What if what we did in Morocco spreads to Tunisia?" Fang Wen shook his head. Besides, he really had no interest in such a delicacy that looked like vomit.

“By the way, you knew that Representative Liu… would be waiting for us in Tunisia, right?” He ate the macarons with great relish, mumbling with his mouth full.

"Yeah." Fang Wen nodded, picked up a date and took a bite, saying, "We only contacted him last year. He said he had already dealt with the Ottomans and would try to meet us in Tunisia. I asked Kang Jia and the others to go to Ceuta in advance to contact his men and confirm that he was already waiting for us in Tunisia. That's why we decided to take this route."

"You didn't tell us earlier and scared us to death!" Macaron complained.

"If I tell you, will you still be so naturally scared?" Fang Wen said with a smug smile, "What if the little red-haired king finds out?"

"You should at least tell me." Macaron said depressedly, "I was afraid of embarrassing my brother. I almost jumped into the sea, did you know that?"

"I gave you a hint." Fang Wen pointed at his eyes with two fingers and said, "I flirted with you several times, didn't you notice?"

"I didn't notice..." Macaron rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't even notice you and I, and you're flirting..."

"Uh..." Fang Wen felt that his sense of presence, which had been raised with great difficulty, began to decline again.

~~

The fleet rested for a few days in Tunisia before continuing its journey.

This time Liu Zhengqi also boarded the ship. As the representative of the group, he was going to send them away from the Ottoman Empire.

In order to protect the safety of Representative Liu and his entourage, the Governor of Tunisia also sent a fleet of galleys to escort them, which showed that he attached great importance to his "Ming brothers" to an unprecedented level.

On the stern deck of the Yixing, Liu Zhengqi smoked a water pipe and looked at the Ottoman galleys sailing on both sides.

That person suddenly appeared behind him and asked, "Can you really trust them?"

"Oh?" Liu Zhengqi was startled, and turned around to see that it was an ordinary young man who could not be recognized in a crowd. He looked around and saw that everyone on the boat was his own people, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"No one has called me that for many years. Who are you?"

"Fang Wen, the chief of the Special Operations Department." Fang Wen shook his hand. Shaking hands was a courtesy among comrades within the group. "You have become a lot fatter."

"It's Section Chief Fang." Liu Zhengqi's calves cramped when he heard the word "Special Operations Department". He quickly held his hand tightly and said, "Section Chief, have you seen me before? That's right, you are everywhere and know everything..."

When investigating the "Twelfth Month Stock Difficulty", it was because the report issued by the Special Operations Department showed that he had accepted banquets from Liang Qin, the vice chairman of the Nanhai Group, several times, frequently visited places of entertainment, and listed the time, place, object, and expenses of each time. Liang Qin also did not miss any gifts he gave him.

Only when the evidence is conclusive and irrefutable will the Procuratorate and Supervision Commission remove him from his post.

In order to stay in the group, Liu Zhengqi "voluntarily" accepted the glorious mission of being sent to Africa...

I didn't expect to meet the head of the Special Operations Department today. How could he not be scared?

"Don't be nervous, sir. I haven't investigated you." Fang Wen had been on a mission for many years and didn't know about the "Twelfth Month Stock Market Troubles" in the third year of the Wanli reign. He was still trying to get close to her:

"You haven't heard of me? I'm also from Nanjing, and my father's name is just 'De'."

In fact, when Mr. Liu went to Caijia Lane to break off the engagement for the second time, Fang Wen even tripped him up. Unfortunately, Liu Zhengqi had no memory of it at all.

"Oh? You are also Shopkeeper Fang's son?" Liu Yuanwai's eyes widened in shock. He looked him up and down and asked, "How come I have never heard of you? I thought he was the only son?"

"What do you mean by me too?" Fang Wen asked curiously, "Does my father have other sons?"

"Before I was sent... to Africa, I had just attended the first birthday party of Mr. Fang, the shopkeeper. The little boy was called Fang Shiyu. It was the name given by the master..." Mr. Liu explained hurriedly.

"Actually, there is another one, and that's me..." The person whose presence disappeared again after the critical hit said resentfully.

"Sorry, sorry. That's a great relationship. Manager Fang has a son in his old age. Oh, I mean your brother..." Mr. Liu immediately became more and more enthusiastic. This is the uncle of the group. He is also in charge of the Special Operations Department. How can he not curry favor with him?

"Brother, you have accomplished an extraordinary feat this time. When we return, the young master will definitely give you a big promotion!"

"I'm only suitable for this..." The man forced a smile and got back to the point: "By the way, what are the arrangements for next?"

"Don't worry, I have arranged everything." Mr. Liu smiled and said, "From Tunisia to Tripoli, from Alexandria to Cairo, everything has been arranged along the way. I will make sure that you will feel at home and have a pleasant journey."

"So sad?" the man was shocked. His social skills were almost as good as that of the young master's grandfather.

"Why else would I be so fat? Isn't it because I eat and drink all day just to keep in touch with my friends?" Mr. Liu patted his round belly and said, "There's nothing I can do. Arabic food is all meat and sauce, it's so greasy! I ate like this without realizing it, so strictly speaking, this is considered a work-related injury."

"Awesome!" Someone gave him a thumbs up.

"Of course, eating and drinking alone can't solve the problem," Liu Yuanwai was afraid that the uncle would think he was a good-for-nothing, so he quickly explained, "The key is that under the wise guidance of the young master, the three gifts I gave to my brothers hooked them from top to bottom. Otherwise, it would be useless even if I ate myself to death."

"What kind of gift?" The uncle thought to himself, you are already a ball...

"That was at the beginning of last year, when I was sent to Africa." Mr. Liu took two puffs of his hookah and said with infinite emotion, "I thought I was unfamiliar with the place, and the Ottomans were described as so terrible by the red-haired people. I couldn't live like this."

“How dare you, red-haired guy, call others scary?” the guy complained while applying sunscreen.

"Yes, it was not until I arrived in Egypt that I realized that it was not the case at all. The people here are very polite, at least to us Ming people." Mr. Liu smiled and complimented, "This is absolutely inseparable from the good foundation you laid for me before."

Liu Zhengqi was referring to the previous round-the-world voyage of Lin Feng and Zhang Xiaojing. When they passed through the Indian Ocean, they visited along the Arabian Peninsula and traveled from the Persian Gulf to the Red Sea.

This was the first time in 150 years since Zheng He that the Ming fleet arrived in West Asia and North Africa. It caused a great response in the Middle East!

At that time, the news that the Jiangnan Group defeated the Portuguese one after another and drove them back to Malacca also reached the ears of the Ottomans.

Strength is the prerequisite for being respected. The Ottomans had suffered a lot from the Portuguese navy and knew how difficult these guys were. Seeing that the Ming Dynasty would not make a move, they could deal with the Portuguese with one move, so they naturally respected them very much.

Not only did they provide convenience throughout the process, they also proposed that the two sides send representatives to each other to strengthen their ties and end the period of more than 150 years without any visits.

This is the origin of Liu Zhengqi's position as the plenipotentiary representative of the group in Cairo. He was invited to be the representative and was of course very popular.