21 Leicester Square
When it comes to food, it's a fact that, at least in the British Isles, the more popular the cuisine, the tastier. For example, Chinese and European cuisine during the Cold War, Chinese cuisine from the late 20th century to the early 21st century, and Indian cuisine after 2007 all followed this pattern. The measure of the so-called popular cuisine is only two words - selling price.
In London, the Yenne sisters mostly ate their own dishes, and although they occasionally ate Indian and Arabic food in the East End, they were most accustomed to Russian cuisine.
Most of the people who go to study and work abroad maintain their original eating habits in foreign countries, and pay more attention to the warmth of their souls brought by their hometown cuisine in addition to taste, which can slightly alleviate the discomfort after the freshness of arriving in a foreign land.
Leicester Square isn't a great way to experience the world of Far Eastern culture, most of the dishes are localised, but it's an option.
Lin Yilong is not familiar with Leicester Square, and the deepest impression of London Chinatown to Lin Yilong is not the dazzling Chinese restaurant and supermarket, nor the various service companies that provide financial, legal and communication services for the Chinese in London, but a clinic in Chinese without any indication other than "Western medicine" in a less conspicuous place, and the Cantonese tea house opposite the clinic. Lin Yilong's only Chinese food at Leicester Square was a Cantonese afternoon tea brought by his Hong Kong schoolmate.
Before the Yeon sisters met, he and Stuart had a private meeting at tea time in an English-style tea house not far from Leicester Square.
With a backpack on his back, a hooded jumper and baggy sweatpants, dark circles under his eyes, unshaven beard, greasy hair, and a face that seems to have not been washed for a long time, it is difficult for a wanderer like Lin Yilong to associate him with the glamorous and straightforward career of a lawyer a few days ago. Although it was a private meeting, such a dress was rude, so much so that Lin Yilong approached the sofa café exclusive to Stewart, Mr. Stewart didn't recognize him, and regarded him as a homeless man in the ordinary SOHO business district, showing a look of disgust, and after careful observation, he recognized that the guy in front of him was Lin Yilong who had agreed to meet him.
"What's wrong?" asked Stewart casually.
"It's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable after taking a leave of absence without pay. Lin Yilong took a sip of a smoothie drink ordered at the front desk, "Actually, the main reason is that my outfit can not let people connect the two of us together, if it is heard by someone who cares, I am afraid it will cause a lot of turmoil, so just treat me as a homeless person who occasionally enters the café to consume." Keep your head down and play Scrabble in your newspaper. ”
The meeting between the two was completely an agent joint.
After the dispute with Magna on Monday, Lin Yilong became more cautious in dealing with interpersonal relationships, trying not to leave a truth for those who care. Although some of the personal contacts he made in his work were not part of the non-disclosure agreement between the lawyer and the representee, and were not grounds for being reprimanded or punished by the Bar Association, it was ultimately unprofessional. Lin Yilong didn't want to be caught with this kind of trick. Similarly, he argues that Stewart, who is also a lawyer, does not want his profession to be declared void for misappropriation.
"Did you have a great weekend?" Stewart asked as he understood what Lin Yilong meant.
"Well, it's tired and empty after everything. Lin Yilong spoke with a look of "you know", and was looked at by Stewart, who 'coincidentally' flipped through the newspaper.
"It sounds like you're in pretty good shape, so I'm relieved. "I'm going to be at the office in Pujiang in a while." ”
"When exactly will I take office?" Lin Yilong knew the purpose of Stewart's words, "at least I will stay in London until the end of October, and I will not leave until the main building of the Forest Cottage is completed." ”
"Isn't that a bit of a ruin of the plan?" Stewart complained, "I thought I would get two year-end bonuses." ”
"It's a pity. Lin Yilong sighed, "But it's also good, it gives you some time to prepare." ”
"What preparation time?" Stewart knew that Lin Yilong was not untargeted, and grabbed Lin Yilong's words, "Do you want me to make a set of Tang costumes or something?
"I've been in Wales for so many years and I haven't made Celtic dresses. I'm thinking about ......." Lin Yilong paused deliberately for a while, "I suggest that you consider cooperating with a local bank that has little momentum for expansion but is reliable to handle a soft sister currency foreign direct investment project, otherwise it will be difficult to avoid the legal risks of foreign exchange investment." I don't think you have a license to do business. ”
"Applying. Stewart explained the situation to Lin Yilong in one word.
"So, if a rich person wants to go directly to the investment, I want to know how you can operate it under the premise that there are legal obstacles. Lin Yilong asked.
"I'm sorry, I think you understand that I can't tell you this. Stewart flatly declined to disclose information on this.
"Xiangjiang Branch?" Lin Yilong asked, this is the most obvious capital operation channel he knows.
Stuart put down the newspaper, his eyes faintly lit up after hearing the word Xiangjiang, and then dimmed again, and shook his head.
"So, it has something to do with Xiangjiang, but it has nothing to do with the Xiangjiang branch. Lin Yilong saw Stewart's reaction and excluded the Middlesex Xiangjiang branch.
Stull nodded.
Lin Yilong immediately thought of a possibility, took out his mobile phone, wrote the possibility on his mobile phone, and put the screen on the coffee table. Stewart saw it with his peripheral vision, revealing a request for enjoyment, and gave a thumbs up to the occasional café waiter.
"Since you have this channel, I believe you can deal with it, it's a big deal to let others take the blame. Seeing Stewart's gesture, he was immediately relieved, "But the channel I mentioned can still be considered for development, and I can help you get in touch." ”
Stewart didn't say anything, and after a pause, he made a checkmark in the Scrabble answers.
"I'm sorry, maybe I won't have time to meet you again before I leave. Lin Yilong whispered in a tone of regret, "I wish you a pleasant journey, and don't forget to send a postcard to my forest farm address." You go first, mind you, we don't know each other. ”
Stewart immediately got up, looked at Lin Yilong, and vigorously brushed the ash off the surface of his suit to Lin Yilong's side in disgust, and left the café.
Also on the coffee table was the newspaper that Stuart used to play Scrabble, with a telephone number written on it, and a message that read "Sunday: 1300-1500," presumably a random phone card bought from a one-pound store.
Lin Yilong copied the phone, then grabbed the ballpoint pen very casually, blacked out the information on it, and went to Babican to meet with Sister Yeang.