Chapter 182: [Development Cooperation]
Chapter 182: [Development Cooperation]
Chapter 182: [Development Cooperation]<
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I was hugging a certain woman in a convenience store parking lot.
Of course, it was just a friendly hug and not in a romantic sense.
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A cry of anguish came from behind.
Oh, I told her to "wait in the car".
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Angu Ogu was making a dramatic appeal, crying out loudly.
Ignoring the fuss, I continued talking to the woman.
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Although this was our first time meeting in person.
We had been friends online for a long time.
Angu Ogu, watching our friendly interaction, had wide eyes.
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The woman had a mischievous smile on her face.
She was clearly teasing Angu Ogu.
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To think someone would call the mighty GoGol "boring".
That's a statement only a true genius could make.
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Angu Ogu muttered quietly.
Thank goodness she understood that we were just business partners.
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Angu Ogu was grabbing onto me and shaking me.
I tried to calm her down and explain.
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I lived in an apartment, and we had some distance to cover to get here.
I rode in Angu Ogu's car as she headed to her lesson, and we arrived at this meeting place.
While it might have been possible for the woman to pick me up directly at my apartment, it's not just me there. It's Angu Ogu's home as well.
I didn't want to spread the address unnecessarily. It's a matter of VIP consideration.
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Angu Ogu was making a joke.
But she seemed genuinely concerned.
I thought for a moment and gave a serious response.
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The head of the Secret Service is not Angu Ogu but her mom.
It would be more appropriate to get permission from her.
Neglecting their actual duties and failing to protect Angu Ogu wouldn't be a joke.
Besides, it would be disrespectful to give them non-work-related tasks.
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I pushed Angu Ogu into the car and urged her on.
Otherwise, she might keep whining.
The secret service personnel started the car and drove away.
As we moved further away, Angu Ogu was still shouting.
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She continued waving her hand from the back seat window until she was no longer visible.
Oh, she can be quite a handful.
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I also got into the woman's truly American-style car.
While starting the engine, she started a conversation.
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I looked out the window and recalled the day when I first met Angu Ogu, which now felt like a long time ago.
The night we stayed over, we talked, and I found what I really wanted to do. That led me to the nonprofit organization that deals with "natural language processing".
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