Chapter 398 How can there be such a rich second generation?
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"Why do you say that?"
"Undercover. It's nothing more than to obtain information about the Illuminati. Or to find opportunities to get rid of the big shots of the Illuminati..." Dai Yunjie sighed again. Dai Yunjie explained to Ling Cang: "But over the years, we have learned about the Illuminati. There has never been any change in the situation. None of our actions were targeted. No high-level Illuminati figure died in an accident. This shows that undercover agents did not play any role."
"Your analysis makes sense." After thinking about it, Ling Cang added, "But no matter what, you should contact Krauchen first."
"yes."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Cang just walked out of school. Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, he wanted to find a place to eat.
But at this moment, Ling Cang noticed that someone seemed to be following him. He looked back and saw that Gao Daquan's face was shiny and he was pointing at He Xie.
Gao Daquan knew that his report was too false. However, he still determined that Ling Cang was a rich second generation. So he prepared to use his paparazzi skills. He followed Ling Cang to learn about the nightlife of the rich second generation. When he found Ling Cang looking over, the two of them hurriedly turned around. Turn your head away for fear of being recognized.
They turned their heads for a long time. Their necks almost broke. There was no movement behind them. When they turned back, they found that Lingcang Station had already walked over and was looking at them with a smile, as if they were seeing lovers reunited after a long absence. .
"Classmate Xiaoling, what a coincidence." Gao Daquan looked ecstatic. But there were a lot of embarrassing elements in it.
Ling Cang smiled: "It's not a coincidence. It's intentional."
"What's the point?" Gao Daquan turned from overjoyed to shocked. After being stunned for a while, he turned to He Xie and asked: "By the way, Xiao He. Have you taken this set of shots?"
"What shot?" He Xie was stunned. Although he wanted to investigate the privacy of the rich second generation tonight, he had to hide it from the person involved. How could he mention it in front of others?
"You, you..." Gao Daquan wanted to strangle He Xie to death: "If you continue to be so careless about your work, I'm afraid you will be unemployed in the future."
He Xie still didn't understand: "Ah. Ah."
"Classmate Ling, you don't know this on campus. Nowadays, work pressure is high and the pace of life is fast. Many people forget what to do..." Gao Daquan helplessly turned his head to look at Ling Cang. He smiled bitterly and said: "That's right. .You’re out of school.”
"Yes." Ling Cang asked further: "What shot did you just say?"
"It's like this. Our newspaper recently did a special feature... Minghai at night. Let's go out and take some pictures." After a pause, Gao Daquan kindly proposed: "Student Ling, go and do your work. Don't worry about it. us."
"I'm not busy." Ling Cang shook his head expressionlessly: "I happen to be free now."
"You are free." Gao Daquan originally wanted to say goodbye, but was blocked by Ling Cang. At that time, he almost said: "But we are not free."
He Xie finally understood. He should have made up a lie just now to smooth things over for Gao Daquan. Unfortunately, he didn't react at the time. This situation needs to be smoothed out by the leader himself. He secretly regretted his slow reaction and immediately said to make amends. "Then. That's right. We can interview classmate Ling."
"Yes. Classmate Ling, it was not convenient for me to talk too much in your class before. Now that I think about it, I still have many questions to ask..." Gao Daquan sighed and could only follow He Xie's words: "If Ling If your classmates are free, that would be great."
"Not only am I free now, but my stomach is also very empty." Ling Cang patted his belly with a frown, and the flesh on Gao Daquan's face trembled.
"How about we do the interview after eating." He Xie said this sincerely because he was already hungry.
"I don't know if there are any good restaurants nearby." Ling Cang didn't care what Gao Daquan said. He immediately expressed his opinion: "There is no need for French cuisine, Turkish cuisine, Japanese cuisine, Korean barbecue... I People are patriotic. Just eat some Chinese food."
"Okay, okay. I'll be the host today. Don't dislike it, classmate Ling." Gao Daquan couldn't help but secretly complain. He felt that Ling Cang looked quite honest, but was very cunning in his actions. In just a few words, he forced himself. Treating guests to dinner. I said that I am a very smart person. How come I am not smart when I meet the rich second generation? But then I thought about it. He admitted it. If you want to make money, learn how to spend money first. You can’t let go of your children. You can’t trap the wolf. You can’t let go of your wife. We can't catch the gangster. Let's have dinner with Ling Cang. Maybe we can get some valuable information.
"Opportunities always come to those who are prepared..." Gao Daquan felt much more comfortable. He tightened his belt and touched his wallet: "Let's go."
After studying in No. 1 Middle School for several months, Ling Cang could not possibly know the nearby area. He deliberately took Gao Daquan and He Xie to a high-end Sichuan restaurant: "The restaurant in front is good. It looks quite clean."
"This is it..." Gao Daquan felt a burst of heartache when he saw the luxurious decoration of the store.
When the welcoming lady saw Ling Cang and others, she immediately came over and said, "Gentlemen."
"Three of you." Ling Cang was afraid that Gao Daquan would change his mind, so he pulled up a chair and sat down nearby: "Let's order."
The waiter immediately handed over the menu: "Please."
Before Ling Cang could take it, Gao Daquan immediately grabbed it. After just one glance, he felt his flesh hurt even more. Now he looked at Ling Cang, leaning on the back of the chair. He looked like he was reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food. He really looks like a second-generation rich man.
In this way, Gao Daquan really didn't dare to give the menu to Ling Cang. If Ling Cang ordered the dishes with the perspective of a rich second generation, he would be at a big loss. However, it is still necessary to be polite. Gao Daquan held on to the menu tightly. He handed it over reluctantly: "Please order."
Ling Cang waved his hand: "You can order whatever you want."
Throughout the ages, the word "whatever" is the most painful word, especially when eating. When the waiter heard this sentence, he immediately prompted: "Sir, our restaurant has a dish called 'whatever'."
Ling Cang immediately added: "Just order a dozen or twenty dishes."
While he was talking, He Xie had already eaten all the pickles on the plate on the table and drank half a pot of tea.
Gao Daquan didn't pay attention to He Xie. He was just shocked by Ling Cang's words. He wanted to know if all the rich second generations were so good at eating. So he didn't dare to ask for Ling Cang's opinion. Quan Dang didn't hear it. As for the ten dishes, tell the waiter directly: "Pickle fish with pickled vegetables, couple's lung slices, Maoxuewang...and a home-cooked cold dish."
According to Gao Daquan's living standards, this was already the standard for the Chinese New Year. But sitting next to him was a rich second generation. He always felt unsure, so he added another dish: "One more... Mapo tofu. That's it." I want these first. If they are not enough, I will call you..." After giving the order, he turned to Ling Cang and asked, "I ordered some home-cooked dishes. I don't know if they taste good."
"Very good." Ling Cang nodded. Then he asked, "Are you out of wine?"
"Yes, of course. Let's have something white."
"good."
"Waiter, bring me a bottle... Erguotou." Gao Daquan was ready to risk it all. At the same time, he felt a little proud. He planned to use this opportunity to get some news clues from Ling Cang. He thought to himself: "I am not drunk after a thousand cups. Don't. You are the second generation of rich people. In the blink of an eye, I can remind you that your ancestors also had poverty."
"Classmate Ling..." He Xie still had some professional ethics and asked carefully: "You are not old. Do you know how to drink?"
Ling Cang shook his head: "No."
Gao Daquan immediately suggested: "Then just eat less."
"That's even worse." Ling Cang's expression was very sincere. Even more sincere than the famous spokesman Wang Yongping.
Gao Daquan felt relieved and felt that things went well today, so he didn't rush to ask anything for the time being. After everyone had had three rounds of drinks, Ling Cang was able to tell some inside stories about the aristocratic school.
When the pickled fish arrived, everyone felt full at first sight. The bowl was as big as the pot and steaming. The fish was chopped into several pieces and mixed with the unique pickled cabbage in the south.
"Come on, classmate Ling. Eat. Eat. You're welcome." Gao Daquan often entertains guests, but this is the first time he entertains a rich second generation.
Of course Ling Cang would not be polite. He could use chopsticks faster than punches in a fight. He Xie was not slow either. As an ordinary person, he was about to catch up with Ling Cang who had supernatural powers.
Gao Daquan picked up the wine bottle. When three glasses of wine were filled, half of the fish was gone, but none of the sauerkraut was touched. Gao Daquan was secretly worried. On the surface, he remained calm: "Come, classmate, have a drink first."
Ling Cang drank the wine in one gulp and picked up the chopsticks again.
After Gao Daquan did it, he felt a line of fire starting from his throat and going down to his stomach. It made his whole body feel hot and hot: "Come. Come. Come. Classmate Ling. Good things come in pairs. Let's go with one more."
Ling Cang reluctantly put down his chopsticks, raised his wine glass, and drank another glass as if he were drinking water.
Gao Daquan is not like others, who only tries his best to pour wine into other people's stomachs. Instead, he drinks it himself. Firstly, because he thinks he has a good drinking capacity. There is no need to waste effort when dealing with a child who cannot drink; secondly, .This wine also comes with money. There is no need for Ling Cang to enjoy it alone.
"How do you feel?" Gao Daquan took a peek at Ling Cang and found that his face looked normal, as if he hadn't drank.
"It's very good. The food is good..." Ling Cang's mouth was full and he was so hungry that Gao Daquan finally had some doubts: "How could he be reincarnated like a starving ghost? How can there be such a rich second generation?" .”
"Come on, classmate..." Gao Daquan filled his glass with wine and picked up the wine glass: "Drink this glass and Sanyang will be prosperous."
"Three Yang Kaitai..." He Xie put down his chopsticks for the first time, raised his glass and said, "That's a good idea. I'll join in the fun."
"Come and have another drink. May all seasons be safe."
"A bumper harvest. Let's go one more time."
"Drink this drink. The six animals will prosper."
From one drink to six, the entire bottle of Erguotou went into his stomach. Gao Daquan felt a little uneasy. Ling Cang's face remained as usual. He just ate hard, as if he had a grudge against the food in front of him.