Mong Kok Donglai Tea House.

This is an old-fashioned teahouse with Xiangjiang characteristics.

The style of the teahouse is very classical, giving people a feeling of twilight, but more antique. Inside the teahouse, above the eaves, there are delicate bird cages, and all kinds of birds are chirping and calling non-stop.

The guests in the teahouse were almost all middle-aged and elderly people, and not even a young man could be seen. They either chatted and farted around the table, or talked about the birdcage, and laughed heartily from time to time, and it could be seen that their sunset life was quite happy.

With the appearance of a young man and a tall and burly figure, Yaoyang strode into the teahouse, which seemed a little abrupt.

Many of the guests of the teahouse unconsciously looked at him a few times, and seemed to be a little puzzled, it was really strange that such a young man would come here to drink tea.

Yaoyang has always ignored the gaze of others, and the experience of Director Stanley in the past few months has made him very adaptable to living under the gaze of many people.

Of course, there is no certainty as to whether it is good or evil.

"Guest, rare, just moved to the neighborhood? What do you want to eat? ”

Just as Yaoyang randomly found an unmanned table to sit down, a man in a suit and leather shoes in his fifties came over and greeted him warmly.

"You're the boss?"

Yaoyang was a little surprised, maybe he didn't expect the boss here to be dressed like this, which didn't match the style of the store at all.

"Yes, everyone here calls me Uncle Feng, or Fourth Brother."

The man in the suit replied politely, with a smile on his face, which was extremely favorable.

"Fourth brother? Do you deserve it too? ”

Yaoyang's first impression of a man is not good, because of four, Jiang Zhen easily reminds of his mentor Long Si.

The fourth brother is the title of Long Si who crisscrossed the rivers and lakes back then, and outsiders don't deserve it at all.

"Secret barbecued pork, sauce-flavored pork ribs!"

Of course, on the surface, Yaoyang didn't behave inappropriately, glanced at the menu, and ordered food casually.

However, the meaning of "rejecting people thousands of miles away" is obvious, and obviously there is no intention to talk more with this Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng also knew each other, agreed and left immediately.

Gnashing his teeth, he sat in his seat alone and looked at his watch, it was only 7:50 in the morning, and today, and it was Saturday, and he made an appointment with Zhao Wenji.

Wait!

Yaoyang sat quietly, in such a classical teahouse, it felt like returning to the days when he practiced Chinese martial arts in his previous life.

Regarding the memory of "Yaoyang", when he practiced Jeet Kune Do hard, every morning after the morning exercise, his favorite thing was to drink a bowl of hot soy milk in a classical teahouse similar to this place, and talk with some old people.

That's also helpless!

Lei Yaoyang is crazy, incompatible with the world of young people, and can't talk at all. On the contrary, it is an elderly person, and I can talk to him for a few words.

In order not to become silent, Yaoyang chose such a teahouse at that time to find someone to chat with.

The reason why he asked Zhaowen to come here was that Jiang Zhen didn't have any special intentions, but he passed by here when he was shopping not long ago, and he wrote down the name of this teahouse, which he thought was very good.

At that time, when I called the operator lady, I also talked about it in passing.

"Guest, here's what you want." Soon, the boss Uncle Feng personally walked over briskly with two plates and a steamer.

"Huh? I didn't seem to order that, did I? ”

Yaoyang just glanced at it, and found that there was one more dish.

"Guests, we rarely have people here who come to drink tea, they are all old neighbors. It's rare to have a newcomer, this cage of shrimp dumplings, I invite you to eat. The shrimp dumplings we have here are very famous for their century-old craftsmanship. ”

Uncle Feng does have the delicate appearance of a businessman, smiling and talking.

"Shrimp dumplings, okay, then thank you."

Yaoyang said politely and immediately began to move chopsticks.

"Guest, why do you need to call me again!"

He left at the right time, and did not choose to make small talk with the guests while they were eating.

To be honest, the craftsmanship of this shop is really good, Yaoyang chopsticks are non-stop, and it doesn't take long to eat all the three dishes.

At this time, I raised my hand to look at my watch again, and the time had reached half past eight, which was already more than eight o'clock as agreed.

"What does this mean? Can't you accumulate the recruitment? "Half-past eight, nine, half-past nine...... Time passed minute by minute, and many of the guests in the teahouse had already left, but Zhao Wenji never appeared.

On the table at the moment, Yaoyang had already asked the boss to remove the three dishes, serve a pot of tea, and taste it slowly, unhurriedly, not in a hurry.

But I'm already ready to trap him monkey or not.

Maybe it's because Yaoyang is too special, next year he is young, but he is as calm as an old man.

Uncle Feng came over again at this time, stood opposite Yaoyang with curiosity, and said:

"Guest, don't mind if I sit here?" "This is your shop, if you like, you can sit anywhere!"

Yaoyang smiled slightly, signaling casually.

I didn't want to hear this, but Uncle Feng disagreed a little and said solemnly:

"If the guest sits in this position, then this place is the guest's for a certain period of time. Even if it is the host's family, you can't sit down at will without permission. ”

Belch......

Yaoyang was stunned, looked at Boss Feng carefully, and felt that the other party was a little too rigid.

After looking at it this time, Yaoyang found that Boss Feng had a heroic face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a height of about 1.75 meters, and a straight standing posture, as if he was a soldier.

A black suit, meticulously cared for by him, obviously this is a very structured person.

The most important thing is that Yaoyang also noticed that this Boss Feng's right hand seemed to have a little problem, it was very stiff, and it didn't seem to be so comfortable.

"What? Am I doing something wrong to scare the guests? ”

Boss Feng was looked at by Yaoyang, but he didn't mind, but said curiously.

"If you want to scare me, I'm afraid no one in Xiangjiang can do it, sit down and talk."

Yaoyang was so interested in this Boss Feng, anyway, the person who was waiting for was not there, so he simply chatted.

"Oh?"

Boss Feng sat down, but his expression was even more curious, and asked:

"What kind of business does the guest do, and his tone is so big?"

"It doesn't really matter which line of work you do, the important thing is to see if that person has the ability! Uncle Feng, what do you say? ”

Yaoyang didn't respond positively, because he vaguely felt that the Boss Feng on the other side was not very simple, not like an ordinary teahouse owner.

"That's right, heroes don't ask where they come from, so what does it matter what they do."

Boss Feng nodded in agreement, and asked again, "The guests are waiting for someone?" ”

"How did Boss Feng see it?"

This time, Yaoyang became interested, after all, since entering the teahouse, Yaoyang has not shown the slightest impatience, and after sitting alone for so long, ordinary people should not be able to see what he wants to do.

"Since the guest came in, he has looked at his watch five times in a row."

The boss explained.

"Oh?"

Yaoyang Eagle Eyes Micro Micro, even more curious about Boss Feng, said:

"The average teahouse owner, I'm afraid he doesn't have such good vision and leisure, right?

"Didn't the guest say it a long time ago, it doesn't matter what you do, what matters is whether you have the ability or not. I, Feng Si, have no skills in my life, and with these eyes, they are commendable. ”

Boss Feng smiled slightly, straightened his suit with a graceful manner, and seemed to care about his appearance.

"What about the hands?"

Yaoyang said lightly and tentatively.

"The guest is talking about this hand?" Uncle Feng raised his right hand, this time Yaoyang looked at it more carefully, the appearance of his hand was no different from that of ordinary people, but it was indeed very stiff. In other words, the hand is either sick or wounded.

Nodding, Boss Jiang signaled well, and said:

"If Boss Feng is inconvenient, you can not say it!"

"It's just small talk, there's nothing to talk about." Boss Feng was very free and easy, and he was not embarrassed at all:

"When I was young, I didn't have enough skills, and I was abolished. I don't have the hand to eat, so I like to practice my eyes. ”

Just when Boss Feng and Yaoyang were chatting well, suddenly, there was a big movement at the door of the teahouse.

Click... Laugh at...

It seems that the sound of some kind of hard object falling to the ground is accompanied by the sound of violent wear of the brake pads of the car.

cough cough cough ......

Soon, a forty-year-old man who looked extremely free, his hair was messy, and his loose casual clothes did not fit at all, as if he were wearing someone else's clothes, and he still had a pair of slippers on his feet, entered the teahouse.

In the man's hand, he was carrying a black windshield.

"Boss, who's the boss?"

After entering, the man stood at the door and shouted, behaving freely to the extreme, almost to the point of "doing whatever he wants", which attracted the frequent sideways glances of the guests in the teahouse.

Yaoyang and Boss Feng, of course, can't continue to chat.

Boss Feng apologized and greeted Yaoyang:

"Guest, out of company."

After Yaoyang waved his hand unwillingly, Boss Feng got up, straightened his suit, and greeted the man.

"I'm the owner here, I don't know what the guests need?"

Boss Feng is a little strange in doing things, and at a glance, whether it is clothing or words, it seems to be a completely habit.

"You're the boss!"

The man looked at Boss Feng, the same as Yaoyang's first reaction.

Surprised:

"Isn't it, such a teahouse, the boss is like you? Shouldn't it be casual? ”

"Casual and neat have never conflicted!"

The boss replied with an interesting answer, and immediately smiled.

"Uh..."

The man was stunned, as if he wanted to get angry, after all, Boss Feng's words were a bit of an allusion to his outfit.

I didn't think about it, but after being stunned, the man slapped his head, gave a thumbs up, and said:

"You're right!"

Then, he immediately returned to his rogue appearance, and asked loudly:

"By the way, boss, let me ask you, around eight o'clock, is there a man with the same face, who looks extremely arrogant and hateful, who wears colorful clothes, and walks like twenty-fifty-eighty-thousand, to drink tea? Is he gone now, is he still there? ”

Burst......

Before Boss Feng could reply, many tea customers who had been listening to the movement here couldn't help but laugh. The man's description was so interesting that Uncle Feng was also amused and said with a smile:

"I didn't see the man you mentioned, all the people I came here were old neighbors, and there were no guests like you said."

"Didn't come?"

After listening to Boss Feng's words, the man screamed like a nervous disorder, and said unabashedly with a face full of displeasure:

"Liangkun, that bastard, since you dare to play me?"

"Liangkun?"

"Liangkun?"

Hearing this name, Boss Feng and the tea guests didn't react.

Yaoyang next to him, but he suddenly shouted:

"Recruiting a lot of papers?"

"Oh?"

When the man heard the shouting, he looked left and right, and after seeing clearly that it was Yaoyang calling him, he wondered:

"Brother, do you know me?"

"Are you really a big deal?"

Yaoyang was extremely surprised to see that the man really admitted it, and confirmed again.

If you don't be surprised, you can't do it, this trick is really weird, dressed like an old boy more than a serious person, the key is that the clothes haven't been washed for I don't know how long, it's very dirty, and even the most basic hair hasn't been taken care of.

Such a lawyer, someone will please? Such a lawyer will be the representative lawyer of one of the four famous groups in the mouths of the bigwigs?

Boss Feng saw that the person who came seemed to be the person Yaoyang was waiting for, so he stopped caring and went to the back kitchen by himself.

And Zhao Wenji, swaggering towards Yaoyang, stopped in front of the table, and said:

"I'm not, are you, do you want to show you your ID card? It was Liangkun who asked you to wait for me, right? What about others, gone? ”

In just one sentence, Zhao Wenji's quick wisdom was revealed.

He easily guessed that Yaoyang was called by Liangkun, but because he didn't know the news of Liangkun's imprisonment, other predictions were not accurate.

"Let's sit down and talk!"

After confirming the identity of the visitor, Yaoyang stood up to greet him with great grace and motioned for Zhaowen to sit down.

Zhao Wenji looked at Yaoyang carefully, pulled out the stool, sat down unceremoniously, and said hesitantly:

"Are you Liangkun's younger brother, or his eldest brother? Look at you, you look like a big brother more than a little brother. But Jiang was born, but I know! ”

"To tell you the truth, I'm a Stanley Prison Officer, and I'm now a Correctional Officer. Liangkun is my friend, and he asked me to find you because he wanted to ask you for help and analyze his current case. ”

Yaoyang didn't mind the ridicule in Zhao Wenji's words, half-truths and half-truths.

is completely different from what Liang Kun described in prison a few days ago, and he is kind to Zhaowenji. After Zhao Wenji heard Yaoyang's words, his tone was both happy and comfortable:

"Liangkun, that bastard went in? God has eyes! He still wants me to help him? ”

Belch......

Yaoyang is so shrewd, as soon as he heard this, he knew that Zhao Wenji definitely had no good impression of Liangkun, let alone any kindness.

Yaoyang couldn't help but be a little embarrassed and curious, and asked:

"Why is Zhao Dazhi this reaction, didn't Liangkun say that he is very familiar with you, and he is very good?"

"Cooked, if it's really familiar, he won't ask me for 50,000 yuan because he helped me out last time. This bastard, I knew that it would be no good for him to find me, I thought he wanted money, but I didn't expect him to want me to fight a lawsuit for him, so I don't have to talk about it. ”

Zhao Wenji spoke angrily, with absolute confidence in his tone, as if it was more difficult to find him to fight a lawsuit than to ask him to pay money directly.

"What's the matter, Liangkun, this bastard, was really guessed by himself, and after standing up for others, he made a fool of others. Not at all like the so-called favor in his mouth. ”

After Yaoyang heard it, he cursed in his heart, and he didn't know how to open his mouth about money laundering.

Originally, I wanted to have a good relationship with Zhao Wenji first and probe the wind, but now in this situation, I still have a fart!

But at this moment, Zhao Wenji seemed to be interested in Yaoyang, and said:

"You're a Stanley prison guard? Guarding Liangkun? ”