These people who are spying on the Haoli Hotel are the Japanese in Mr. Feng's mouth, and they have been lurking in the Haoli Hotel for a period of time, in order to find out Mr. Feng's whereabouts and wait for an opportunity to kill Mr. Feng. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were a total of four men in the room, one of them was in charge of monitoring Mr. Feng, and there were three men sitting on the sofa, gathering together to whisper something, and suddenly, the man sitting on the main seat of the sofa, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

The man sitting on the main seat of the sofa, who was in charge of this operation, his name was Jiro Ikawa, he took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, glanced at the mobile phone number on the screen, and immediately stood up and walked into the bedroom on the side.

A moment later, Jiro Ikawa came out of the room with irrepressible joy on his face, apparently that the phone call had brought him happy news.

"Yi Chuan-kun, is there any good news from the phone call just now?" The man sitting on the sofa stood up and asked.

"Honda-kun guessed right, it was a call from Omura Zhixin just now, Feng San's subordinates booked a private room at Xianzhen Hotel, and they will go there to eat at noon tomorrow." Jiro Ikawa smiled, with a hint of cruelty on his face, and said.

"Great, finally let us wait for the opportunity, we can't do it at the Haoli Hotel, so we will kill him at the Xianzhen Hotel." The man known as Honda-kun echoed.

The Japanese, led by Jiro Ikawa, have been monitoring Mr. Feng for a long time, but the Haoli Hotel itself is the property of Hongmen, and they dare not do anything in the hotel, so they can only wait for Mr. Feng to go out and wait for the opportunity to assassinate.

After a period of observation, they found that Mr. Feng liked to go to a place called Xianzhen Hotel to eat, so they sent Xiaocun Zhixin and another companion to enter the Xianzhen Hotel and lurk secretly, preparing to kill Mr. Feng there.

Two days ago, Mr. Feng went to Xianzhen Hotel to eat, but because they were not fully prepared, they did not attack Mr. Feng, and this time they bought a hotel management and were fully prepared.

"Yes, everyone should prepare well tonight, and we must complete the task tomorrow." Jiro Ikawa's voice suddenly rose, and his eyes scanned everyone sternly.

"Hey." The other three people in the room all stood up, faced Jiro Ikawa, and bowed in response.

On this night, many people are destined to have trouble sleeping......

At nine o'clock the next morning, Zhang Wei received a call from Biaozi, and happily accepted the other party's invitation, promising to rush to Xianzhen Hotel on time to make an appointment, and used the morning time to deal with all the things in the Yayuan store.

The agreed time between Biaozi and Zhang Wei was 12 o'clock at noon, Zhang Wei took a taxi at 11 o'clock, and when he arrived at Xianzhen Hotel, it was just 11:40, and to Zhang Wei's surprise, the person named Biaozi had already arrived.

When he was in the Haoli Hotel, Zhang Wei had seen Biaozi, because the other party was bald, Zhang Wei was quite impressed by him, as soon as he entered the lobby of Xianzhen Hotel, he saw Biaozi standing in the middle of the lobby, and his shaved head was very conspicuous.

"Mr. Zhang." When Zhang Wei saw Biaozi, the other party also saw Zhang Wei's figure and beckoned to him.

"Brother Biao, I didn't expect you to come so early." Zhang Wei stepped forward and greeted with a smile.

Although this Biaozi is Mr. Feng's subordinate, Zhang Wei does not dare to despise him, although Zhang Wei has not been mixed outside, but the name of the bald Biao brother, he has still heard people talk about it, and he can be regarded as a person with a head and a face on the road.

"Mr. Zhang, don't be so polite, you are a guest invited by the third brother, that is, a guest of my biaozi." Biao Zi nodded at Zhang Wei and said, "Come with me, I'll take you to the private room first." ”

Biaozi's attitude towards Zhang Wei is average, not cordial, nor cold, after taking Zhang Wei into the private room, he walked out of the private room after a few words of greeting, leaving Zhang Wei alone inside.

Zhang Wei sat in the private room and didn't wait too long, but ten minutes later, Mr. Feng, accompanied by several bodyguards, came to the private room of Xianzhen Hotel, still with that cold demeanor, which made the temperature in the private room drop sharply.

"Mr. Feng." Seeing Mr. Feng walk into the private room, Zhang Wei stood up and said politely.

"Sit." Mr. Feng nodded at Zhang Wei, pressed his right hand down, and said, "Biaozi, you also sit." ”

"Yes, third brother."

After the three people took their seats, there was a waiter who immediately came in to serve the food, but it was only a time to smoke, and the spacious round table was already full of all kinds of dishes, steaming, frying, stir-frying, boiling, stewing, stewing, roasting and all kinds of things, full of dazzling, color and fragrance.

Mr. Feng ordered this sumptuous meal, not to entertain Zhang Wei specifically, but to satisfy his own appetite.

Xianzhen Hotel is his favorite restaurant, he will come here to eat every once in a while, Zhang Wei is just lucky, he met his greedy days, saw the table full of delicious, the cold look on his face, became a little lighter.

"Mr. Zhang, the food in this restaurant is good, you can try it." Mr. Feng greeted Zhang Wei, then picked up the chopsticks in his hand and ate arrogantly.

"Okay." Zhang Wei nodded with a smile.

Because the two have already met once, Zhang Wei also has a general understanding of Mr. Feng's character, that is, as long as he doesn't talk to you, it means that he doesn't want to pay attention to you.

At this time, if you want to talk to him and take the initiative to talk to him and flatter, it will cause him to be bored, so it is better to stay quietly and wait until he takes the initiative to ask you, and then it is not too late to talk.

A few minutes later, Mr. Feng tasted all the dishes on the table, then put down the chopsticks in his hand, turned his head to look at Zhang Wei, and asked: "Mr. Zhang, I have thought about it again in the past few days, and I am not going to buy a house through Zhongtong Company, but I am going to let you operate it personally, I don't know if there are any problems with all aspects of the procedures." ”

"Mr. Feng, in terms of formalities, you can rest assured that I can handle it myself." A gleam flashed in Zhang Wei's eyes and said.

After Mr. Feng finished asking a sentence, he picked up the chopsticks again and ate them, and seemed to be more concerned about the dishes on the table than about buying a house, which made Zhang Wei's opinion of this Mr. Feng change a little.

After Mr. Feng ate a few more bites of food, he spoke again: "Don't tell anyone about this matter, and don't tell Li Mengfei, if there is anything, I will ask Ah Biao to contact you, and it is best to talk to you in person." ”

"Don't worry, I understand." Zhang Wei nodded, his face did not change, but he was thinking in his heart.

"After finding a suitable house, you send me the information and photos of the house, if I think the house is suitable, I will follow you to see it again, and then we can sign the contract directly." Mr. Feng said.

"Hmm." Zhang Wei responded, for customers like Mr. Feng, he likes it from the bottom of his heart, and he will not have many requirements, as long as he thinks it is suitable, he can buy it.

"The most important point is that all the money for the purchase of the house, we pay in cash, and you have to tell the owner in advance." Mr. Feng showed a solemn look on his face and said:

"The rest can be discussed, even if the price of the house is a little higher, it's fine, but this must not change."

"Okay, I remember." Zhang Wei is colorful.

"Well, one more thing I want to remind you is that it's best not to use CNGR's contract either." Mr. Feng squinted at Zhang Wei and admonished, "I'm doing this for your good." ”

"Okay, I remember." After hearing this, Zhang Wei was shocked, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface.

Mr. Feng's words can be described as a pun, not only reminding Zhang Wei, but also warning Zhang Wei, letting Zhang Wei know that he has figured out his details, and it is best not to do things that harm his own interests.

Just when Zhang Wei was stunned, a waiter walked into the room, bowed to a few people in the room, and said, "Sir, the steamed puffer fish you want has been prepared."

"Great, that's what I've been waiting for." Mr. Feng put down the chopsticks in his hand, his face showed a hint of joy, steamed puffer fish is his favorite dish, and he has to eat it once every time he comes to Xianzhen Restaurant.

"Third brother, I heard that there is a new chef in Xianzhen Restaurant, and what he is best at is making this steamed puffer fish, and I heard that the taste is extremely delicious."

Biao Zi interjected at the right time, he knew that Mr. Feng liked to eat puffer fish, and when ordering this dish, he also specially instructed a few words, in order to make Mr. Feng satisfied.

"Steamed pufferfish." After hearing the name of this dish, Zhang Wei showed a hint of surprise on his face, and muttered to himself, "Isn't the country banning the consumption of puffer fish?" ”

Puffer fish is a fish with extremely delicious meat, and is praised as the 'best of fish' along with anchovy and saury, and has been a high-quality delicacy for thousands of years.

The only fly in the ointment is that the puffer fish meat is highly poisonous, and if it is not handled properly, it may be poisoned and even cause death, so the government prohibits the consumption of puffer fish.

Zhang Wei, a person from a civilian background, naturally could not eat this kind of delicacy, and when he saw that high-end restaurants openly sold this kind of food, he was inevitably a little surprised, and at the same time, he also had some expectations, how delicious this food was, and people were willing to risk poisoning to eat it.

Zhang Wei's doubts didn't last long, only to see a waiter walk in with a tray, the waiter was of medium stature, with short hair, and an inconspicuous appearance, but his steps were very pointed.

"Sir, this is the steamed puffer fish you ordered." The waiter put the steamed puffer fish on the table, glanced at Mr. Feng, and bowed to salute.