During this time, there were two people whose identities were completely incompatible with Minsheng Xilu often went to the barbecue restaurant. One is a middle-aged man who claims to be a mountaineering enthusiast a few days ago, well-dressed, if that time is an accident, then the last two times are incomprehensible, the middle-aged man only orders a few skewers of beef every time, and then he concentrates on watching Lu Shanmin's barbecue, and after eating, he praises two sentences and leaves.

The other is Hai Donglai, a rich young man, who will come to the barbecue restaurant on time at one or two o'clock in the morning during this time, but looking at his appearance, his head is more and more abnormal. At one or two o'clock in the morning, sitting alone at a table, sometimes biting on the barbecue and snickering for a night, sometimes holding a wine glass with a sad face but forgetting to drink. I used to hear Lao Huang say that there is a kind of disease, called the disease of joy and sorrow, people who have this disease, sometimes they are inexplicably excited, they can be in excitement all day, and sometimes they will be depressed for no reason, and they can be sad all day, this kind of mental disease is difficult to cure. Lu Shanmin suspected that this Hai Da Shao was suffering from this rare and incurable disease.

Today is a day when Hai Donglai has a sad face, his eyes are blank, his expression is depressed, the barbecue in his hand is raised to his mouth, sighing, and he can't eat for a long time.

Although the two fought, Lu Shanmin's impression of this rich son was not too bad, if it weren't for Lao Huang being thousands of miles away in Mazui Village, he really wanted Lao Huang to take his pulse to see if he really had that kind of strange disease.

There were not many customers in the store, and Lu Shanmin didn't have much work to do, so he sat opposite Haidonglai, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes. However, Hai Donglai was intoxicated with sorrow and did not react at all.

Lu Shanmin was about to ask, and Hai Donglai sighed deeply.

"Mountain people, do you look sick with me?"

Seeing that the other party spoke, Lu Shanmin breathed a sigh of relief, frowned and said: "Mentally ill people generally don't admit that they are sick, it seems that you are not too seriously ill, and if you receive treatment as soon as possible, you may be cured."

Hai Donglai opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a moment, and pointed at the nose of the mountain people with the meat skewers in his hand, "You are mentally ill, and your whole family is neurotic."

Lu Shanmin looked at Hai Donglai sympathetically and sighed secretly, "It seems to be quite serious."

Hai Donglai didn't pay any attention to Lu Shanmin, and lowered his head, with a melancholy face.

In the blue-chip bar, Wang Dahu sat on the sofa in the security manager's office with a frown, and Li Hao and Wang Chao, two henchmen, sat on either side of him, one left and one right.

"Wang Chao, you really saw Hu Weiyong appear on Minsheng West Road."

Wang Chao nodded hurriedly, "Brother, I've met Mr. Hu twice, I won't be mistaken."

Li Hao asked a little puzzled: "Hu Weiyong is the owner of this bar, although he doesn't often come to the bar in person, but there is no reason to come to Minsheng West Road and not take a look at the blue-chip bar"?

Wang Dahu turned the walnut in his hand, "Where did he go"?

Wang Chao smiled coquettishly, "Brother, don't you usually teach me to use my brain more? This time I can pay more attention, a big man like him appeared on Minsheng West Road, and I followed him for a long time."

Wang Dahu said unhappily: "Let's talk about the point."

"Ahem, brother, there's nothing suspicious, he went to Lin Dahai's barbecue restaurant and ate a few skewers of barbecue."

Wang Dahu's brows furrowed even deeper, "Just ate a few skewers of barbecue"?

"Yes, I ate a few skewers of barbecue."

"How long have you been there"?

"Less than twenty minutes before and after".

Wang Chao didn't understand why Wang Dahu was still worried about this little thing at one or two o'clock in the morning.

"Brother, are you too suspicious, now that we are covering the sky on Minsheng West Road, what can he do to us."

Wang Dahu glared at him, and Wang Chao had to shut up quickly.

Li Hao shook his head for some reason, "As the behind-the-scenes boss of a blue-chip bar, I don't enter when I get to the door, I just go to the barbecue restaurant to eat two skewers of barbecue, I can't say it."

Wang Dahu took a puff of cigarette, "Hu Weiyong is a well-known old fox, this matter will never be so simple, even once, two or three times in a row, he must have ulterior motives."

Li Hao nodded, "Tang Fei has a good relationship with Lu Shanmin, why don't you ask Tang Fei to ask."

Wang Dahu frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head, "The two armies are fighting, in addition to fighting for combat power, but also for endurance, wait and see what happens, you are personally responsible for this matter during this time, keep an eye on it."

Wang Chao said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, I found out this, and I should be responsible."

Wang Dahu glared at Wang Chao fiercely, "When you work, you call Brother Big Tiger."

Wang Chao lowered his head full of grievances, "Big Tiger Brother".

Li Hao and Wang Chao were about to leave, but a trace of uneasiness flashed in Wang Dahu's heart, and he said: "Our conversation tonight must be kept secret, and no one can say anything." After speaking, he glanced at Li Hao again, "Even Tang Fei can't say it."

Walking out of the bar, Li Hao showed a wry smile, although Brother Big Tiger is bold and cheerful, but he will not easily trust people, although he is more capable than Wang Chao, but Brother Big Tiger obviously trusts his cousin Wang Chao more, otherwise, how can he emphasize to himself that 'even Tang Fei can't say', just because he has a better relationship with Tang Fei? Could it be that he still doesn't understand what kind of heart he is? It seems that he still doesn't trust me enough.

"She is full of spring breeze on my face, and the world is as beautiful as the sun, and she is cold to me, and the earth is dark and the sky is as dark as a dark cloud." Hai Donglai was deeply intoxicated with his thoughts and couldn't extricate himself.

Lu Shanmin sighed, he couldn't imagine that this nervous young master was still a poet.

Lu Shanmin couldn't help but think that when he faced Bai Ling, he had a similar feeling in his heart, her laughter was the most beautiful picture in the world, and her sorrow would make the whole world lose its colorful colors. When he thought of Bai Ling, his heart was touched, and Lu Shanmin blurted out:

"Good poetry".

Haidong glanced at Lu Shanmin, and sighed again, "You are a mountain villager, you don't understand the taste, that feeling, it's like a soul flying out of the body, completely uncontrollable." After speaking, he poured a glass of beer into his mouth.

"I know, you're not sick, you're in love".

"Poof", all the beer that had just been poured into his mouth squirted out.

Lu Shanmin wiped a handful of beer that was sprayed by Hai Donglai, and was about to complain, but looked up at Hai Donglai depressedly, and found that Hai Donglai was opening his mouth wide, his expression was distorted, and he maintained a fixed posture, his face was full of sadness and joy, and he was motionless like a puppet.

Lu Shanmin frowned, and asked tentatively, "You, are you okay?"

Hai Donglai looked like he wanted to cry and laugh, "Do you look like I'm fine?"

Lu Shanmin shook his head, "It's not like."

"So that's what it's like to be in love?" Hai Donglai looked at Lu Shanmin with tears and laughter, and that kind of expression looked extremely entangled.

In the barbecue restaurant for more than two months, Lu Shanmin listened to the guests talk about the life of the rich, wearing international famous brands, living in luxury villas, driving tens of millions of luxury cars, everywhere he goes, there are stars and moons, beauties are like clouds, children from poor families like Yang Zhixuan need two generations of struggle to marry a daughter-in-law, those rich sons only need to hook their little fingers to have groups of beauties take the initiative to give them a hug. Hai Donglai is already good-looking, and he is the rich young master in those people's mouths, so there is no reason why he has not been in love, but seeing his series of reactions, it seems that he has not had as much love experience as himself. This made Lu Shanmin feel incredible.

"You haven't been in a relationship yet, have you?"

Hai Donglai nodded subconsciously, and then seemed to think of something, and quickly shook his head violently, there was no silver three hundred taels here and gushing, "How is it possible, even elementary school students are in love now, this son looks like a jade tree in the wind, suave, how can he not even talk about love, let me tell you, this son from the garage who will drive a car to the school gate, more girls rush to get on, and, those KTV and bar beauties, as long as Ben Gongzi smashes the banknotes, which is not seeking death and wanting to be my girlfriend." ”

Lu Shanmin was a little surprised, and then looked at Hai Donglai with a sympathetic expression.

Seeing Lu Shanmin looking at himself with a sympathetic face, Hai Donglai was a little weak and a little resentful, "What kind of expression are you?"

Lu Shanmin shook his head: "You really haven't been in love."

"What"? Hai Donglai stood up suddenly, rolled up his sleeves, "You dare to despise this son for not being in love, I want to fight with you."

This time, Lu Shanmin really looked at Hai Donglai with contempt: "You can't beat me."

"Wow,、、", Hai Donglai, who was still dressed menacingly just now, sat down with his ass, hugged his head and cried.

Lu Shanmin was puzzled by this sudden change, could it be that the children of rich families are all so virtuous, and their emotions change faster than the thunderstorms in summer, Zeng Yaqian is like this, Haidonglai is also like this, people have no expectations at all, and they never know what kind of emotions will break out in the next moment.

Hai Donglai was crying with snot and tears on his face, and Lu Shanmin took two tissues from the dining table and handed them over.

Hai Donglai choked and waved his hand, "No need, I have a habit of cleanliness", said and took out a pack of scented napkins from his pocket, sobbing and blowing his nose.

Lu Shanmin was made to smile bitterly by Hai Donglai, thinking, your snot can still be clean with a tissue.

"Enough crying"?

"You care about me".

"You're a man."

Hai Donglai snorted, "Can't men cry? Medically speaking, crying is a way to vent emotions, which is good for physical health."

"Oh, it's a good thing to be in love, you should be happy."

Hai Donglai sighed, "You don't understand."

Lu Shanmin sighed, lowered his head and did not speak again.

Hai Donglai frowned and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you ask me why you say you don't understand"?

Lu Shanmin smiled awkwardly and asked, "Why?"