Song Zijie is not a fool, He Wensen is about to write disappointment on his face, how could he not find out? I wondered if there was something that didn't do well and made this lord unhappy?

After He Wensen successfully took over Song Zihao's case, Song Zijie has consciously put himself in the position of He Wensen's subordinates, and in the face of the new boss, he naturally hopes that the first dinner between the two parties can be happy.

"He sir, is there something wrong with me?"

Looking at Song Zijie's cautious appearance, He Wensen immediately came to his senses, maybe his expression made him misunderstand something.

"No, it's just that I thought I was going to Lu Yulou."

"He sir, I originally wanted to go there, although it was a little more expensive, but I still invited one or two meals." Song Zijie said with a wry smile: "But that place is too difficult to wait for a seat, and the appointment will be queued for a week, so I can only go here." ”

One week? That's a good business, isn't it? However, thinking of Long Kunbao's amazing cooking skills, in the transition of Huaxia, where everyone is born with foodie attributes, it doesn't seem surprising that such a situation occurs.

"A week? That's still it, even if you make an appointment, you may not be free to go. He Wensen sighed helplessly, when the errand is busy, day and night, if you perform any secret tasks, it is normal to not show your face for a year and a half.

Song Zijie doesn't have much to do about it, like this kind of big restaurant, even if he shows his identity as a sand exhibition, it is useless, he can afford to open a restaurant in a small place like Hong Kong Island, but there are many clubs, and he looks like a prosperous person, it is not good to have no backing behind him, and when he becomes a superintendent, maybe he will be able to have this privilege.

In order not to keep the atmosphere from going down, Song Zijie felt that he should do something, he gritted his teeth and said: "It's better to go to the bar tonight to have a good time, or let me invite, how about it?" ”

In reality, Song Zijie is not like in the movie, he sat in the position of inspector at a young age, and now he is just a sand exhibition, with a monthly salary of so much money, and he has to provide for the house and car, and there is not much left after paying these, and the consumption of Hong Kong Island bars is not cheap, especially if you ask your boss to play, you can't always order the cheapest package, right?

Unexpectedly, He Wensen shook his head after hearing this, which made Song Zijie frown, wondering if he had made a wrong choice, this new boss didn't seem to be what he imagined.

I only heard He Wensen say: "No, today is a good day for you to join our group, and it is also the first time we have come out for dinner, how can you possibly let you pay?" This meal, including the consumption of tonight's trip to the bar, I have it all! But you can't be idle, as the so-called money contributes, and you have the power to contribute! Applejack, since you're proposing to go to the bar, it's up to you to make a reservation! ”

"Huh?" Song Zijie probably didn't expect this kind of change, the expression on his face was dull for a moment, and after he reacted, he had to raise an objection.

He Wensen took the first step to block his mouth with words, and said: "Okay, I'm the team leader, I have the final say, if you want to have a treat, there will be a chance in the future!" ”

Since He Wensen said so, what else can Song Zijie say? I could only nod and say, "Okay." ”

……

At night, at 11 o'clock, for office workers, it may be that they have just returned home from overtime, ready to take a shower, and then continue to do unfinished work, or never finished. But for some, the nightlife is just beginning.

In a famous bar in Lan Kwai Fong, a middle-aged man in an old trench coat limped in, standing still at the door, looking around, as if looking for a friend.

"Ponies! This way! ”

A breathless shout, even if a song was playing in the bar, couldn't stop his voice, and it smoothly reached the ears of the lame middle-aged man.

Seeing the familiar face standing on the booth and waving at him, the pony smiled and limped towards the man, and in a short time there was a louder laugh than before.

It didn't take long for three more people to appear at the door, it was none other than He Wensen and Song Zijie and Fat Bo, because he didn't like to play in this kind of place, he went back first, He Wensen didn't stop him, the three men were more enjoyable, and they didn't have to be restrained because of the presence of women.

Whether it was the lame middle-aged side or He Wensen's side, they didn't find out about each other's existence, probably they wouldn't have thought that the world would be so small, and they could meet acquaintances casually.

But after thinking about it, before Song Zihao was not imprisoned, Song Zijie and him were brothers, friends and brothers, and they were very harmonious, naturally they were inseparable, wherever the eldest brother went, the younger brother followed, and it was not surprising that there was something common in familiar places.

When Song Zijie was choosing a place, he also chose a place he was familiar with, and he never thought that Song Zihao, who had been missing for three years, would also come to this place, and it was not surprising that this result occurred.

As an old customer, after Song Zijie appeared, the waiter at his own bar led the three of them to the reserved booth, and this waiter also came after Song Zihao was imprisoned, so he didn't know the relationship between the two, otherwise he would have been reminded at this time.

The distance between the two sides is not too far, and there are only three or four booths apart, but Song Zijie is facing away from Song Zihao, so he didn't find their existence.

He Wensen is facing it, but people don't have the faces of Fa Ge and Brother Long, so it's normal that they can't recognize it.

Maybe in the real world, people on both sides may not meet each other until the end, but there are so many bloody episodes in the world, He Wensen, Song Zijie, and Fatty Bo are not good drinkers, so they only ordered beer, and they drank it in small sips, and their consciousness has always remained sober.

I don't know how long it took, Song Zijie just finished telling He Wensen and Fatty Bo about his strange case-handling experience, and suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ears, even after three years, he didn't forget this voice.

"Don't keep pestering me to speak, go ask Brother Hao! He has a lot more history of prestige than I do. ”

Colt?!!!

As Song Zihao's own brother, of course he would not fail to know his eldest brother's good friend Pony, and before that incident, the relationship between the two was quite good, but with Song Zihao in prison, Pony also disappeared.

Song Zijie cares not only about the pony's voice, but also about the hao brother in his mouth, who can make the pony call it that, there will be no one else except Song Zihao, thinking of this possibility, his breathing intensified a little.