As soon as Yang Zheng stepped into Qinguan Miandao, he was attracted by the antique decorations and decorations inside the noodle restaurant.

At this time, it was time for dinner, and there were many customers scattered in the huge noodle restaurant, many waiters in brown overalls, wearing masks and baseball caps, and constantly bringing plates of pasta and cold dishes and other foods to the tables of the ordering customers.

Yang Zheng still appreciates the hygiene awareness of this noodle restaurant.

As you can see from the outfit of the waiter, the owner of the noodle restaurant is definitely a detail-oriented businessman, because wearing a hat can prevent dandruff and hair from falling into the food, and wearing a mask can prevent saliva from spilling into the dishes and chopsticks when talking.

This business attitude of the noodle restaurant is the greatest consideration and respect for customers. As long as this is achieved, even if the food does not taste very good, it can still attract many customers who love cleanliness to return for the hygiene service environment here.

While looking around, Yang Zheng entered the noodle shop.

At this time, a thin waiter was passing by Yang Zheng with a plate of used dishes and chopsticks.

Suddenly, Yang Zheng heard an extremely subtle voice that came into his ears.

"Don't look around, follow me!"

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and found that the person who was talking in his ear just now was the thin waiter walking in front.

Looking at the thin waiter, holding the dishes and chopsticks to the front, Yang Zheng followed quietly, and at the same time, the two sides intentionally or unintentionally maintained a distance of two meters. Нёǐуапｇｅ.сОМ

Soon, the skinny waiter will take Yang Zheng around a row of carved screens.

Behind the screen, there is a row of tables and chairs against the wall, and on the tables and chairs, there are also some dining guests scattered together. Among the dozen rows of seats against the wall, the two tables in the middle and the pair of tables and chairs at the end of the inside against the wall are empty.

Looking at the scene inside the noodle restaurant, Yang Zheng secretly guessed, "There are so many people inside, which one is Ye Xuanming?" Why is it so complicated and mysterious to meet? ”

Yang Zheng was puzzled.

At this moment, the thin waiter took Yang Zheng around the screen and continued to walk towards the end of the screen.

Near the middle of the screen, Yang Zheng found that there was a young man, wearing a set of clothes exactly like his own, standing there on the phone, and suddenly, Yang Zheng couldn't help but meow him a few times.

Because, Yang Zheng found that in addition to the clothes and shoes that this man was wearing were exactly the same as himself, even his hairstyle and emaciated body shape were very close to his own. Anyway, in a word, except for the fact that the man doesn't look like Yang Zheng, everything else is very similar.

Frowning, Yang Zheng deliberately paid attention to the other party's height when he passed by the man, and as a result, he found that the other party's height was exactly the same as his own, which made Yang Zheng feel a little strange in his heart.

From beginning to end, the man was on the phone as if no one was on the phone, but when Yang Zheng passed by him, he immediately put away his mobile phone, calculated the time and pace, imitated Yang Zheng's walking posture, and walked towards the empty table and chair near the corner of the wall.

At the same time, a young student with a satchel and glasses walked quickly behind the screen after entering the noodle shop.

As soon as the young student walked around the screen, he saw a thin young man in a gray tracksuit ten meters away in front of him, with his back to him, slowly walking towards the table and chair near the corner of the wall.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the young students flashed with a trace of refinement that was extremely inconsistent with their age.

The young student pretended to look for a seat and looked towards the end of the screen, and at this time, there happened to be a tall male waiter, pushing a food delivery cart, slowly interspersed through the gap of the screen, just blocking the young student's view of this side, causing him not to see Yang Zheng enter the cleaning room.

Since Yang Zheng entered the noodle shop, everything seemed to have been carefully designed, especially the timing and details, which were really just right, so as to avoid the young student's gaze.

But Yang Zheng didn't know all this.

Seeing that there was nothing else abnormal, the young student turned his gaze again to the thin man in the gray tracksuit, and locked on the target he needed to keep an eye on this time.

The gray sportswear man had come to the dining table in the corner at this moment, and sat slowly with the eyes of the young students behind his back.

The young student looked left and right, and found that the closest place to the target was all seated, except for the two tables and chairs in the middle, which were empty, and when he frowned, he chose one of the empty tables to sit on.

Originally, the young student wanted to keep an eye on the target up close, but when there was an empty table nearby, he couldn't run to share the table with someone, which would make the target wary. In desperation, he could only choose a not very ideal position to keep an eye on, but the only thing that pleased him was that the line of sight here was very open, and he could see many corners worthy of his attention.

This mission is very tricky and very secretive, they have to be careful to do it, otherwise, once Ye Xuanming finds out that they are secretly investigating themselves, it will definitely cause the thunderous anger of a certain bigwig behind Ye Xuanming.

At that time, not only will their immediate superiors be in trouble, but even their leaders may be abandoned.

As the waiter handed over the menu, the young student ordered a few pasta dishes and began to keep an eye on the work......

Yang Zheng followed the thin waiter all the way to the door of the cleaning room of the noodle restaurant.

Suddenly, the thin waiter turned around sharply and pulled Yang Zheng in.

In the empty cleaning room, Yang Zheng looked at the thin waiter with a look of surprise, "What do you want to do?" What about Ye Xuanming? ”

The thin waiter ignored Yang Zheng's inquiry, turned around and took out a set of noodle restaurant waiter's work clothes, and handed it to Yang Zheng, "Don't ask too much, we have always acted according to Ye's requirements." ”

"All the time? Does everyone who saw him before have to be like this? ”

"Yes."

Hearing him say this, Yang Zheng didn't complain anymore, he took the noodle shop clothes and quickly changed them.

After Yang Zheng put on his hat and mask, the thin waiter pointed to the end of the cleaning room and said, "Go in from here, go directly to the kitchen, and someone will hand you a dinner plate at that time, you go out from the dining table with the dinner plate, and then bypass the row of screens just now, go up to the second floor from the stairwell, and wait for you in the Huashan Pavilion box." ”

After speaking, the thin waiter stopped paying attention to Yang Zheng, and put the dishes used by the guests into the disinfectant dishwasher.

Looking at the thin waiter, as if no one was busy, Yang Zheng frowned, and then strode towards the kitchen......

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A few minutes later, a thin waiter, holding a plate, walked out of the dining table steadily, bypassed the screen, and then came to the stairwell on the inside of the screen, and slowly ascended the stairs on the second floor.

At this time, the young student sitting in the seat looked up at the delivery attendant who entered the stairwell, shook his head, and then lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

Yang Zheng carried the dinner plate, and after coming to the second floor, he found that it was a corridor, and on both sides of the corridor, there were more than a dozen private rooms neatly arranged.

"Taishan Pavilion Huangshan Pavilion...... Huashan Pavilion, well, this is it. ”

Standing at the door of the Huashan Pavilion box, thinking that he was about to meet the legendary big man who protected the president of the Federation, Yang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He took a deep breath, then knocked lightly on the door, and suddenly, a calm and familiar middle-aged voice came from the box.

"Come in!"

"Squeak" pushed open the door, the first thing that caught my eye was the gorgeous decoration inside the box, opposite a large round dining table, there was a middle-aged man with a calm expression, sitting there drinking tea, thinking about it, he was the head of security of President Sean, and at the same time, he was also the first director of the General Security Secret Service known as the "First Department in China".

Ye Xuanming's first impression of Yang Zheng was ordinary, very ordinary, and he felt as ordinary as a neighbor's uncle. If you throw him into the crowd, you can easily forget that he exists, or even what he looks like.

Anyway, in one sentence, this person looks too ordinary, not conspicuous at all, and he does not have the mysterious and fierce temperament of holding a confidential position as described in the novel, or the spirit of a king who has held power for a long time. These, in Ye Xuanming's body, Yang Zheng couldn't feel it.

Yang Zheng came to the table and slowly put the mutton steamed bun and three fresh dumplings and cold preserved eggs on the table.

"Sit."

Ye Xuanming handed a cup of tea to Yang Zheng.

"Thank you!"

Yang Zheng took the tea, sat down, and then removed the mask he wore on his face.

Looking at Yang Zheng's new face, Ye Xuanming's expression was still calm, and he didn't show any surprise, which made Yang Zheng feel strange, but he didn't feel strange when he thought about it.

People like Ye Xuanming are extremely deep in the city, and even if they encounter anything, they will not show it easily.

Looking up at Ye Xuanming, Yang Zheng didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "Director Ye, say it, what task do you want me to help you complete?" As long as I can, I try to do it. ”

Ye Xuanming took a sip of tea lightly and said, "I want you to help me save someone." ”

"We?"

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, feeling that what he said was a little strange, so he frowned and asked, "Who are you saving?" ”

Ye Xuanming put the teacup and looked at Yang Zheng deeply, "President Sean!" ”

"What?" Yang Zheng's body shook, as if he couldn't believe his ears, "I'...... I heard me right, you actually asked me to save Mr. President? Mr. President is well protected by you, I just saw Mr. President holding a press conference on live TV, how can he need someone to save him? ”

Hearing this, Ye Xuanming said expressionlessly: "Many times, what the eyes see is not necessarily true. ”