Lin Yi has completely overcome his addiction to eating meat in the past two days.
Especially a while ago, people were really hungry in the underground passage in Wuwei. When they came out, they shook off their cheeks, raised their molars and ate a meal of beef and mutton from Inner Mongolia with a pale face.
When I came to Xingqing Mansion, I was full of pleasure again and again.
When he went to Beijing, he also ate haggis.
Whether you are eating boiled mutton or eating fried tripe, haggis is definitely indispensable, but the way of eating it is different from that in the Northwest.
Old Feng must be a regular customer of this store. He called the waiter and gave him a few words. The waiter nodded and went to the kitchen.
"This is an old restaurant. It has always been the old flavor of Xingqing Mansion. I don't know if you are used to it or not."
After speaking, Old Feng rubbed his hands, picked out a few cloves of garlic from the small plastic frame on the table and put them at hand.
There is a local saying that "the haggis cannot be replaced with garlic". When eating beef and mutton, order raw garlic, it is simply the best taste in the world.
This looks like a regular foodie.
After everything was ready, he held the tea cup in his hands, looked at the two of them, and slowly started talking:
"Brother Bai has already told me what happened, and I can probably guess who did it.
I estimate that someone has been targeting you for a long time, otherwise, they would not have found your residence so quickly.
Moreover, the hotel you are staying in is originally someone else’s property.
Is there something about you that is 'attractive' (attracting people's ears and eyes)? "
Having said this, Old Feng took a sip of tea and looked at the two of them thoughtfully.
This guy's pretentious manner was like that of an old Jianghu person, and he even waved "Chundian", which meant he was asking them if there was something on him that was being noticed.
Lin Yi recalled for a while, if there was anything on his body that was remembered, it was not just one or two things.
If anyone wanted to take advantage of the things on his body, they would really want to blind him.
Moreover, if the other party is familiar with him, he must know that he will never leave these things easily. How could he be stupid enough to leave them in the hotel?
Lao Feng just wanted to "cheat" him.
These old fat men, plucking the feathers of geese and leaving their skins when animals leave, came to help remembering the kindness Mr. Bai had shown him back then. However, when it was time to eat and get cards, they were not merciful at all.
"I really don't know what there is in me that deserves their attention. Could it be killing me?"
Lin Yi looked at Lao Feng with a half-smile.
Old Feng was startled and chuckled.
"That can't be done, that can't be done. There might be a misunderstanding here. Eat first, eat first. When we're full, let's go up there and talk things over in person.
What's going on today? It's a bit slow. I'll hurry it up. "
Lao Feng excused himself for a moment to resolve the embarrassment.
Bai Lu suddenly remembered something and whispered to Lin Yi:
"Brother Lin, do you think they are planning on keeping that diary?"
Lin Yi thought for a moment and shook his head.
"We have this thing in our hands. Only the four of us and a few gentlemen know about it. It's impossible for the news to leak out so quickly. Don't be impatient. I want to see who is plotting against us. This old Feng How on earth do you want to be this middleman?”
Not long after, Lao Feng came over with a waiter and a tea tray, and the steaming haggis was already placed in the bowl.
"Here you go, hot haggis, just put on a toothpaste pot helmet, tsk! That's so beautiful!"
Lin Yi was not polite to him and started using his chopsticks after taking the bowl.
Lao Feng just encountered a weak point here, and his old-fashioned behavior has become much more restrained.
During the period, we just chatted about some mild-to-nothing words, and by the way, we got close to each other. He talked about how poor he was back then, and how Mr. Bai helped him in times of need, which was regarded as leading him into the industry.
For someone like Lao Feng, you can't say he's bad, because at least he still knows how to remember his old feelings, and he can still count on him for anything.
I can only call him a traitor.
People become treacherous with age, horses become slippery with age, and eagles find it difficult to catch rabbits with age.
Otherwise, it would not be possible for both black and white to eat well in this world.
After breakfast, Lao Feng stood up, picked up the shit hat with three fingers and put it on his head, took a sip of tea, slurped it in his mouth several times, then stood up leisurely, lit a cigarette, He waved to the boss at the counter, put on his coat and went out.
Judging from his behavior, he probably learned it from the "men" in Beijing back then.
If they met Qian Sheng today, they would be able to have a good exchange.
The car they rented was parked in front of the restaurant, and Lao Feng's driver drove them all the way to the Helan Mountains in an MPV.
"Let's talk about it first. Every place has its own rules, and this mine also has its own rules. Since I am the middleman, you two have to listen to my arrangements. I must handle this matter beautifully for you. Yes, I must give you an explanation.
So, Brother Lin, don’t be impulsive in anything, these people have this in their hands. "
Lao Feng secretly made an "eight" gesture to Lin Yi.
This is nothing new. In the early years, before the crackdown began, people would lose their lives fighting for the right to mine river sand, let alone in the mining industry.
Moreover, these mines are located in deep mountains and old forests, so bringing a sounder is also for self-defense.
"Uncle Feng, I don't understand. Since the people who are targeting us are in the city, why should we go to the mine?"
Bai Lu asked puzzledly.
Old Feng smiled and lit a cigarette.
"Those in the city are just little gangsters. Why are you looking for them? If you want to look for them, you have to look for them to manage things."
Bai Lu looked at Lin Yi beside her. Lin Yi nodded at him, and she didn't ask any more questions.
The car drove through the mountain roads for a long time, up and down the winding mountain roads, until it reached the deep mountains.
We drove until we reached a mountain road that was inaccessible to ordinary cars and stopped.
After turning in, there is a factory building with dozens of earth-moving trucks parked around it.
In front of me is a three-story building covered with white ceramic tiles, which should be the office location.
Lao Feng asked the driver to find a place to park the car, took out his mobile phone and made a call. The aluminum alloy retractable door opened a crack and let them in.
Winter has already entered, and the wind is bone-chilling in the mountains. It feels like if you stay here for a while, you will be completely frozen.
Entering this office building, I felt a lot warmer instantly.
The furnishings here still look like they were twenty years ago, with a large cosmetic mirror placed in the middle of the corridor.
Colorful terrazzo is also used on the stairwell floor.
Going up the stairs to the third floor, there is an office with a sign "General Manager's Office" and a heavy artificial leather quilted door curtain hanging at the door.
Old Feng opened the curtain and welcomed the two people in.
In the center of the office, there is a red-hot cannonball furnace. I feel a little sweaty when I come in.
Behind a huge semi-circular mahogany office chair, only a pair of legs could be seen on the table. A boss chair faced them with its back, and the sound of mobile games could be heard from time to time. (End of chapter)
