I emphasized, "Do you think I'm going to go on an appointment with someone I don't know? As I spoke, I began to ponder the identity of the other party.

Over there, he said, "Mr. Zhao, I'll give you a call." For example, if you were walking down the street one day and suddenly you found a gold bar on the ground, would you want to bend down and pick it up? If you wanted, then you could come to an appointment, and if you weren't interested in gold jewelry or anything at all, then you could say no. ”

I always feel that the other person has something to say, even unfathomable.

What exactly did he want to express, and what did he come to me for? By associating gold with appointments, was he implying to me that if I went to appointments, I would get a lot of material benefits?

But will there be such benefits in the world? The fact that the sky has fallen gold is not a trap, it is a scam.

So I asked, "How do I know if this piece of gold is a decoy?"

"You can think of it as bait, but it's up to you to choose whether it's a hook or not." ”

I said, "Your words are profound enough to make me a little hazy." But since you are so sincere, I will prepare for the appointment in the afternoon. ”

He said, "Mr. Zhao is really a smart person." I'll see. ”

After hanging up, I still feel inexplicable. Yumeng stared at me from the side and asked, "Who is looking for you?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't know." ”

You Meng said: "I don't know who you want to go to the appointment?"

I took a cigarette in my mouth and said, "Sometimes, it's much better to know more about things, but you don't know anything." ”

You Meng said worriedly: "You're not afraid that there is fraud here, it's some lawbreakers or ** armed forces who want to win you over or even get you?"

I took a deep puff of my cigarette and said, "It's not like it now, is it? I don't have much influence in the country, so what are they trying to do with me?"

Yumu insisted and said, "But I have to guard against it!"

I said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "If you really want to go, I'll accompany you." ”

I shook my head and said, "No." Don't worry, I'll go. ”

I let go of Yumeng's hand, stood up, tidied up my clothes, sprayed a few light mousses on my head, and wiped my shoes a few times in the automatic shoe-shine machine, and then came to the mirror to tidy up my appearance and prepare to go.

To be exact, I don't really want to go, but I'm a person who wants to know, and I want to know who wants to see me, and what are they seeing me for?

Fifteen minutes later, I took a Beijing Hyundai taxi and appeared in front of the Yongle Tea House.

After observing the surrounding situation and feeling that it was okay, I slowly walked in and went to the Suya Hall on the second floor.

Although Yongle Tea House has always been a pioneer in the tea house industry in Haidian District, many celebrities like to come here to drink tea and sit and talk, but at this time it seems a little deserted. In the entire Suya Hall on the second floor, there are only a dozen customers in the hall of more than 200 square meters.

The tea is fragrant, the environment is pleasant, and the style of this tea house is somewhat ancient. The hall is full of calligraphy and paintings, and the fragrance of ink is accompanied by the fragrance of tea, which is elegant and intoxicating.

I ran my eyes down the hall and noticed a man in his thirties in a pale blue suit sitting at table 12 by the window, looking quietly, as if preoccupied. Judging by the current situation in the teahouse, I believe that he is the man who called me.

I approached slowly, and when I was about two or three meters away from table 12, the man glanced at me lightly, and then leaned away.

I stopped across from the man and was about to sit down when the man suddenly said, "I'm sorry sir, there's already someone here." ”

From his voice, I was even more sure that he was the man who called me.

So I sat down as usual and said, "What, ask me out, and you won't let me sit down?"

The man was taken aback: "You are Mr. Zhao?"

I said, "Exactly." ”

Only then did the man stand up, stretched out a hand to shake me, and said politely: "Mr. Zhao, thank you for coming over to the appointment." ”

"You're welcome. Let's get down to business, what are you looking for me for?" I took out a cigarette and was about to light it, but I heard the man say hurriedly: "Mr. Zhao smoke slowly first, smoke this and try it." ”

The man pulled out a green cigar from the cigarette case in his bag and handed it to him.

I hesitated, but took it. I put the cigar five or six centimeters in front of the bridge of my nose, and when I sniffed it gently, I immediately felt that the aroma was pleasant and exciting, and I felt the noble status of this cigar, according to the condition, the price of this cigar will definitely not be less than 500 yuan. Of course, the most important thing is that I didn't smell anything else. In other words, this man did not intend to use this cigar with drugs and poison to murder me.

The man took out a special long match and lit it, and leaned over to light a cigarette for me. Unlike regular cigarettes, cigars must be lit with special matches, or with matches to light cedar wood and then use cedar wood to light the cigarette, so that the cigar tastes pure enough. I'm also a little smoker, and I certainly know a little bit about the transformation of smoke. To be precise, I don't like to accept gifts from others in general, but when it comes to cigarettes, I rarely say no, even the most expensive ones. Maybe it has something to do with my personal habits and hobbies.

Therefore, I did not politely take the cigar into my mouth and inhale it vigorously, and the aroma immediately wafted throughout the tea room.

The man also took one in his mouth, lit it and shook the fire match while introducing: "Mr. Zhao, now I think I can introduce it to you, my surname is Zhao, my name is Zhao Jian, and now I am ...... is a broker. Maybe we were a family many years ago. ”

"Oh?" I asked, "Can you tell me whose agent you are?"

The man waved his hand and said, "Well, you'll find out later." Don't get me wrong, I'm just trying to create a little mystery for a while, and you might be surprised when our host shows up. ”

I wondered in my heart: what is the purpose of a salesman agent to find him?

I only heard the agent named Zhao Jian continue: "Mr. Zhao, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Please. "I took a sip of tea, and suddenly felt that the tea was fragrant, and it was particularly immersive.

Zhao Jian put his hands together, stood on the table, and said, "I want to know, are you happy working now?"

I was stunned for a moment: "Pleasant." I'm happy now. "I really don't understand what this Zhao Jian means by asking me.

Zhao Jian smiled: "Can you tell me how much you can get a month's salary?"

I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, it's my personal **." "I feel more and more that Zhao Jian is a little inexplicable, what does he want to know?

Zhao Jian also raised his glass and took a sip of tea, quite the charm of the tea of the ancients, brushing his sleeves and raising his head, and raising his arms with his abdomen straight. After drinking the tea, he straightened up, licked his mouth and tasted it before saying, "Mr. Zhao, let's not hide it, we actually have a pretty clear grasp of your personal situation." This includes your professional interests, hobbies, and even personal income. ”

I was even more shocked: "Tell me about it. ”

Zhao Jian said: "Name Zhao Long, male, 25 years old this year, occupation is a national special guard, and he is currently in charge of the chief's personal security work. His hobbies are martial arts, and sometimes he likes to dance and write a few passionate words. The military rank, now he is a lieutenant, his position is the secretary of the guard, and his monthly income is about 2,500 yuan, plus bonuses, and his monthly salary is under 3,000 yuan...... Am I right, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Jian's words made me a little confused, how could he have such a clear grasp of my situation?

Moreover, he is neither an insider, nor a media reporter, nor a friend or family member of mine, so how can he pay so much attention to me, and even know the date of my birth?

I realized in an instant that there seemed to be something wrong with this.

I said, "Agent Zhao, how can you know so much about my situation, can you tell me directly?"

Zhao Jian smiled and said: "Secretary Zhao doesn't need to be surprised, someone insider told us, and he also told me your mobile phone number, otherwise I wouldn't be able to contact you." ”

He changed his address to me from 'Mr. Zhao' to 'Zhao Mi', which touched my heart even more. As he said, someone told him about my situation, so who could that person be? There was hardly anyone else who knew my situation so well except the leaders of the Secret Service or my comrades-in-arms. As for the reporters of those media, no matter how capable they are, they will not be able to grasp the situation so thoroughly, unless someone within the Secret Service leaks my information. However, I really can't be sure who this person really is, and why he leaked my situation to this Zhao Jian in front of me.

But I still pretended to be calm and asked, "I ask you again, can you tell me, who told you?"

Zhao Jian shook his head slightly and said, "Well, I can't tell you if I'm angry." Maybe you'll know later, maybe you'll never know. I think your time is also valuable, so let's get down to business today and bypass these unnecessary topics, what do you think?"

I nodded and said, "That's a good idea." Can you tell me what you want to do with me?"

Zhao Jian's expression was slightly solemn, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes looked at the adjacent table, coughed lightly three times in a row, and said, "Well, it's actually ......."

Suddenly, I felt as if there was movement behind me, a faint breeze howling.

Realizing that something was wrong, I flashed to the side, then stretched out my right arm to block the whizzing object.

It's not an object, it's a person, a living person.

What's going on?

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