It is one of the top restaurants in Chinatown, Washington. It specializes in Chaoshan cuisine, and its most famous ones are old goose head and frozen red crab.
After Chu Heng, Cen Hao, and Lian Guanglong came over, they directly asked for a quiet private room.
Then he ordered a few more signature dishes. After the waiter left, Lian Guanglong couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what on earth do you want to talk about?"
"Let's talk slowly."
Chu Heng took out a cigarette and handed him one, and said with a smile: "But before I talk about it, I want to ask you if you know about the burning of the Old Summer Palace."
"You are asking this question because I have gone abroad, not for a funeral. How can I not know about the shame of China?" Lian Guanglong rolled his eyes at him.
"Since you know this, you must also know that the Eight-Nation Allied Forces snatched a lot of good things from our house, right?" Chu Heng asked again.
"It's on display in the museum in Washington. Do you think I know about it?" Lian Guanglong was puzzled and couldn't help asking: "What do you mean by telling me this?"
"What I'm talking about has to do with the things that were taken away." The smile on Chu Heng's face slowly faded.
"What do you mean?" Lian Guanglong was confused and joked: "You don't want me to help you rob the museum, do you?"
"You are really good at joking. How bold am I to dare to take ideas of things there." Chu Heng smiled slightly.
"Are you still timid? I have never seen anyone more courageous than you." Lian Guanglong had a half-smile on his face. In fact, he had always suspected that the missing five-axis machine tool that made a big fuss the year before last had something to do with Chu.
Always relevant.
"Come on, my courage is no different than the tip of a needle." Chu Heng pretended not to understand, and said with a smile: "Okay, stop joking, let's get down to business first."
"Say it." Lian Guanglong raised his hand, as if he was listening attentively.
Chu Heng cleared his throat and spoke eloquently: "That's what happened. There is a collector in Gaul named Benshamin René Abel. His ancestors had a vice admiral who participated in the Eight-Power Allied Forces.
A lot of good things were taken away from our hometown, including many precious cultural relics that are national treasures."
"Seeing so many good things falling into the hands of robbers made me feel really sad, so I wanted to spend money to get the things back, but the grandson refused to sell them, so I had to think of other ways.
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Chu Heng finally planned to take action against Ben Shaming.
When he learned from the Gaul diplomat that this ghost guy had the snake, two sheep heads, and some Chinese treasures among the twelve bronze heads of the Old Summer Palace, he had been thinking about these things and even glanced at Zhang for this.
A man who lit a lamp and cooked oil made a plan to obtain the antiques in Benshamin's hands.
It was only because this plan had something to do with the winery's red wine that he endured it for more than two years.
Now that the winery's red wine will be on the market next year, he has to start making arrangements in advance for this plan, and this is also his second purpose of coming to Washington.
"Buying shit, why should we spend money to buy the things he took away?" After Lian Guanglong heard this, he immediately became furious, "Hey, mother, I don't dare to touch the Washington Museum. You are a little bandit leader."
Future generations, I still dare not?
He slammed the table hard and said with a fierce look: "Just tell me, brother, do you want to steal it or take it back? We in Hongmen also have brothers over there!"
"No, no, no, we won't steal or rob. The risk is too great. I have other options." Chu Heng waved his hands hastily. We are decent people and don't do such rough work.
"What can we do?" Lian Guanglong asked.
"I'm sorry I can't tell you this for the time being." Chu Heng shook his head cautiously, fearing that he would misunderstand, and then explained: "It's not that I don't trust you, but I'm worried that walls have ears, and what I want to do must be kept secret.
The fewer people who know, the better.”
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"No need to say so much, I understand, just tell me how you need my help." Lian Guanglong understood very well, after all, he often did dirty work.
"I want you to contact the Hongmen brothers in Gaul and help me investigate everyone in Benshamin's family. Investigate everything in detail! Of course, I won't let their help go in vain. Just ask for any money."
Chu Heng said with a serious expression.
According to the original plan, he had to carry out the thorough investigation of Benshamin's family background by himself.
But plans don’t change quickly.
Now he knows Lian Guanglong through Cen Hao, and he can also mobilize the power of Hongmen over there through his relationship. It can be said that it saves time and effort, so why should he end up himself?
"No problem, I'll contact them later. My master has a good relationship with the leader over there." Lian Guanglong immediately nodded in agreement. This matter was really not difficult for him at all.
Let’s not talk about the relationship or not, let’s just talk about the matter itself. To be honest, he introduced business to the brother over there, and the other party had to thank him.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this time, the waiter knocked on the door of the private room and brought wine and food.
Chu Heng quickly took a wine bottle and poured a few glasses of wine. He then picked up the wine glass with a solemn expression and said, "This is a troublesome thing for me, brother. Chu Heng is very grateful."
"Hey, our relationship, what's the problem? Drinking." Lian Guanglong picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, and they drank the wine in the glass together.
Cen Hao also accompanied him.
Then Chu Heng and Lian Guanglong started chatting while eating, telling each other all the information they knew about Bensamin.
Because they had something to do, they didn't stay here too long. After drinking a few glasses of wine, Lian Guanglong got up and left the restaurant, and went to contact the people from Hongmen in Gaul.
Chu Heng took Cen Hao back to Guangfeng Tower, intending to play chess with Yuan Weifeng.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at the place. As soon as Fang went upstairs, he saw a blond and blue-eyed foreign aunt coming out of the bathroom.
"Hi!"
The aunt, whose breasts were almost as big as Chu Heng's ass, greeted them warmly.
"Hello."
Chu Heng's face couldn't help but twitch. He was really impressed by the old man Yuan Weifeng. He was already over eighty and his female companion changed every now and then.
When he came to visit a few days ago, his female companion was still a tall and strong black girl, but she changed her in a blink of an eye.
And both of them seem to consume a lot of fuel.
Could it be that this old man has practiced some aphrodisiac skills?
Just when Chu Heng was thinking wildly, Yuan Wei Feng, who had been notified by the foreign aunt, came out of the bedroom shirtless. If you didn't look at his old face, who would dare to associate it with eighty years old?
"Is it done?"
"Hey, it's done."
"Is it going well?"
"It's okay."
After saying a few words, they came to the sofa and sat down, drank tea and chatted for a while. Then Chu Heng and Yuan Weifeng played chess and started killing each other.
After playing for about an hour, Lian Guanglong came back and said happily: "Brother, the matter is done."
