The fried fish balls that Song Kangning ate just now are also a product of that era.

Song Kangning looked at the two rows of metal basins on the stall, which were filled with ingredients: beef brisket, pig intestines, pig blood, pig skin, radish, soy sauce chicken wings, various balls and vegetables.

Diners can choose their own toppings, and a variety of soups can be used to suit different tastes.

Song Kangning chose satay sauce and ordered eight ingredients.

When the three bowls of Chezi noodles with different contents were served to Ji Xingxing and the driver on the simple dinner table, Song Kangning said: "Thank you!"

Then he took a bite to the bowl of noodles with the richest ingredients in the three bowls, Ji Xingxing looked at Song Kangning in front of the steaming noodle bowl, squinting slightly and enjoying it, his eyes were warm.

After drinking the last sip of noodle soup, Song Kangning and Ji Xingxing stood up and continued their snack journey.

Fresh and soft fried stuffed three treasures, paparazzi noodles to relieve nostalgia, crispy and springy beef balls, delicious and refreshing clear soup beef brisket......

Finally, a bowl of sweet and smooth poplar nectar.

Song Kangning, who was satisfied, followed Ji Xingxing back to the Bentley car.

When the driver parked the car at the agreed location, he saw that Fan Jiacheng was already waiting there.

Of course, he recognized his Bentley, opened the door of the minibus he was riding in, and got off.

Sitting in the back row of the Bentley car star, he also tried to make a final effort: "Da Shao, do you have enough manpower over there, can I do my part?"

In fact, Fan Jiacheng knew that Da Shao would definitely not be short of manpower, and that was just the reason he casually found, just to relive his childhood time with Da Shao.

Song Kangning "saw" the corner of the driver's mouth twitching when he was sitting in the driver's seat, he was afraid that he had never seen such a young master Fan.

Song Kangning, who had a smile flashing in his eyes, turned his face sideways and looked out of the car window, actually looking for Song Ping'an with his mental power.

There were still twelve minutes before nine o'clock in the evening, and Song Kangning did not see Song Ping'an.

Song Kangning had already made up her mind, if the people didn't arrive, she would stay.

Ji Xingxing once again rejected Fan Jiacheng's request, and instead asked about his grandfather and grandmother's physical condition.

Fan Jiacheng naturally had one thing to say and two things to say, and he quickly adjusted his mood of being "abandoned" again, and began to tell Ji Xingxing about the current economic dynamics of Hong Kong Island......

The time ticked to 8:59, and Song Kangning tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers.

Ji Xingxing, who had been "paying attention" to her, told Fan Jiacheng and the driver to get off the bus first and return to the minibus carrying Huang Er and his wife and their two bodyguards, and he arrived later.

Only then did he get out of the car, turned around and said to Song Kangning, who got out of the car behind him and was about to say goodbye: "If Uncle Song doesn't come, you go back to Pengcheng with me first, and I will accompany you through the customs tomorrow morning." ”

In fact, if there were no Huang Er and his wife, he could have stayed with Song Kangning tonight.

But these two people have committed a lot of crimes, and they must be sent back now, so that they can be interrogated overnight to ask about the situation, and assist the local police to wipe out all the members of the abduction and trafficking gang as soon as possible.

Song Kangning understood that the other party had good intentions, and when he mentioned this decision to his father before, wasn't he also worried about his safety.

"Luohu Port can only be cleared at half past six in the morning every day, if I go back to Pengcheng and come back the next day, it's too troublesome, isn't it ......"

Song Kangning tried his best to convince Ji Xingxing with his own reasons.

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