"That's not possible. I can help you greatly, but I just can't stay in Hong Kong."
At this time, the boiling water was boiling, and Secretary Yan poured boiling water into Qin Fan's cup.
Then put it on the table.
"Mr. Qin, the water is boiling and I've put it here for you."
"OK, thanks."
Qin Fan turned back to comfort Secretary Yan, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as we work together, there is nothing impossible."
"Well, Inspector Min thinks so too. There is no formal Chinese medicine hospital in Hong Kong, which is both a good thing and a bad thing."
"If we turn a bad side into a good thing, it will definitely be a success."
Qin Fan nodded, he agreed very much with what Secretary Yan said.
The so-called bad side refers to the unique geographical location of Hong Kong.
Due to historical reasons, this place has always been the frontier of contact with the West, and most people in Hong Kong do not believe in traditional Chinese medicine.
Therefore, opportunities and challenges always coexist.
He estimated that Secretary Yan also heard about it from Inspector Min.
After a while, Qin Fan packed up everything.
Secretary Yan looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Mr. Qin, it's almost time. Let's go out for a meal together."
"It is inconvenient for Inspector Min to attend, but I will do my best to serve as a landlord on his behalf."
Qin Fan certainly understands Min Haoran's intentions.
This kind of occasion is really not suitable for Min Haoran to come and participate.
"Okay, let's go together then. Please thank the inspector for me."
"Haha, you're welcome."
The two of them walked out of the room. Qin Fan knocked on Qin Fei's door and asked Xiaowen to inform other people.
The group of people took a commercial vehicle to the place to eat.
The place arranged by Secretary Yan is called Yonghecheng, which is a very famous Hong Kong style restaurant.
The most famous thing here is the cured rice.
"Mr. Qin, Mr. Xiao Qin, let's try Hong Kong's unique cured rice."
"There are many places making cured rice in Hong Kong, but the cured rice made by Yonghecheng is definitely second to none in Hong Kong."
Seeing Secretary Yan's high praise, Qin Fan became more interested.
He smiled and said, "Oh, then I'm going to try it."
"Well, it's really good there. I've been there before. There are three kinds of bacon in the cured rice rice: sausage, sausage, and bacon."
"Each dish tastes different when you eat it. It will make you feel appetizing and leave you with endless aftertaste."
Speaking of this cured rice, Qin Fei also talked about it. He had lived in Hong Kong for a long time and had tasted it before.
"Oh, Mr. Xiao Qin lived in Hong Kong before." Secretary Yan asked.
“I stayed there for a while, so I went to eat there.”
"No wonder you are familiar with it. Yonghecheng is also a place where many popular celebrities like to check in." Secretary Yan continued with a smile.
Qin Fan smiled.
Hong Kong Capital is not a big place, but the entertainment industry is very prosperous.
After a while, the car drove into an underground parking lot.
After parking the car, the group took the elevator to the first floor.
After walking for a while, I came to a very folk restaurant, a bit similar to the kind of street food stalls.
There are many small tables and stools placed inside, and there is even a row of simple reversible dining tables installed against the wall.
There were quite a few people coming to eat, gathering in twos and threes.
The proprietress was a middle-aged woman wearing glasses. When she saw a group of people approaching, she greeted them warmly.
Secretary Yan communicated with the other party in Hong Kong dialect.
There are some empty spots here, but they are all in the east and west.
No table is completely empty.
"Mr. Qin, we can only sit casually." Secretary Yan said with a smile.
"Well, it doesn't matter. This is the atmosphere you want to eat here. Besides, we are just having a meal."
Qin Fan smiled.
He said to Qin Fei and others: "Let's all find a place to sit."
The group of people found empty seats and sat down. Some diners left in the middle, so adjustments were made.
Secretary Yan and Qin Fei came to have a meal and were busy asking everyone what they wanted to eat.
The two of them helped everyone order the cured meat rice, and all that was left was to wait.
Secretary Yan and Qin Fan sat together.
Qin Fei, Huang Fang, Phoenix Girl and Kang Ya were at one table, while Xiao Wen, Qi Xiang, Xuanyuan Lin, and Shen Xiaoduo were scattered at other tables.
In fact, the so-called cured rice is somewhat similar to clay pot rice, but the cured rice in Hong Kong has its own unique preparation method.
It was a waxy aroma and the aroma of burnt rice.
The whole cooking process is done by the proprietress and a chef.
They are very skilled in their techniques. They not only add water to the rice, but also cook it on the gas stove. After a while, they also have to add various sausages, bacon and other cured products.
Moreover, their memories are very good, and they can remember exactly which flavor the customer wants.
In addition to the two chefs, there are several waiters in the restaurant.
While everyone was waiting patiently, two young men in suits walked in from outside.
One is tall and the other is short. The tall one wears a black suit, while the short one wears a dark gray suit with dark stripes.
As soon as they entered the restaurant, they glanced around and saw that there were no empty seats, and they couldn't help but frown slightly.
There are many tables, and there are also one or two empty seats, but no table is completely empty.
"Madam boss, can you coordinate the location? I have four people dining."
The short young man stepped forward to communicate with the proprietress.
"Haha, the seats here are all casual. If you want to sit at a table, you can discuss it directly with the guest."
"Oh, is that okay?" the short young man asked.
"Hey, what's the problem? As long as you make it clear, you can eat the same food no matter where you sit." The landlady joked.
Indeed, most people don't care too much about this and will make it convenient for others.
The short young man seemed to understand what the landlady said and was thinking about who to find to coordinate the position.
Just then, his cell phone rang.
When he saw it, he immediately showed humility and respect, and quickly walked to the side to listen.
"Mr. Gou, I'm making arrangements."
"Well, okay, you can come over with your guests."
He finished speaking a few words, looked around again, and finally set his sights on Secretary Yan and Qin Fan.
Because at this table, the two diners had just left, leaving only Qin Fan and Secretary Yan.
If we can discuss it carefully and give up the seat, it will be enough for four people to eat.
The short man made a decision in his mind and walked quickly to Secretary Yan.
"Hello, sir! Can I discuss something with you?" the short young man asked politely.
Secretary Yan was chatting with Qin Fan in a low voice when someone suddenly came over to ask questions.
He was slightly startled and looked at the other party.
"Young man, what's the matter?"
"Sir, it's like this. We are entertaining distinguished guests today. There are four of us in total. Could you please make it easier for us?"
The short young man smiled sheepishly and clasped his hands together in a pitiful plea.
"We would like to use this table of yours. Could you please make it convenient for us and give it to us? I would be very grateful!"
Secretary Yan couldn't help but frown slightly. He was also entertaining guests today.
When I came here, there was no good seat, so I just found a place to sit.
He looked up at the restaurant and saw that there really wasn't any other place.
Only a row of simple dining tables against the wall has free space. Since this position faces the wall, it is often ridiculed as facing the wall.
He looked at Qin Fan and saw Qin Fan smiling and shrugging, indicating that he had no objection.
Secretary Yan couldn't help but laugh a little.
However, to make things convenient for others is to make things convenient for oneself. He was ready to stand up and give up his seat to the other person.
At this time, the tall young man suddenly started talking.
What he spoke was not Chinese, but Japanese.
Qin Fan naturally cannot understand the Japanese bird language.
Secretary Yan is Inspector Min's secretary, but he can understand several languages, including Japanese.
The other party told the short young man.
"Our president is about to arrive, let these people give up their seats."