"Sir, do you have a reservation?" the waiter in the restaurant said respectfully to Guo Qiyun who just walked in from outside.
"Table No. 3." Guo Qiyun replied.
"this way please!"
"Okay!" With that said, Guo Qiyun gently pressed the brim of his hat, followed the waiter to the reserved table No. 3 and sat down, placing his hat on the edge of the table.
"Sir, would you like to order something now?"
Guo Qiyun looked at his watch and said, "I'll order it when my friend comes."
"Okay, sir." The waiter said, poured a glass of water for Guo Qiyun, and then left.
Guo Qiyun held up the water cup and pretended to drink water, while his eyes vigilantly scanned every corner around him, not even letting go of every customer dining in the restaurant.
Not long after, the well-dressed Mingtai walked over from behind him and sat directly opposite him.
"Happy New Year, Mr. Guo!" Mingtai said with a smile.
Guo Qiyun greeted as if meeting an old friend: "Happy New Year, Master Ming."
After saying that, Guo Qiyun glanced left and right, lowered his voice and continued: "We just received a telegram from our superiors, ordering us to seize the time to collect all relevant information on the Japanese army's third theater force deployment plan..."
However, Mingtai did not answer, but waved to call the waiter.
This forced Guo Qiyun to forcefully swallow the words that had reached his lips.
"Group..." Seeing Mingtai actually ordering the dishes seriously, Guo Qiyun couldn't help but want to say something, but Mingtai gave him a sharp look and stared back.
"Okay, that's it! I need double portions!"
"Okay sir! Please wait a moment." After saying that, the waiter left.
Mingtai then turned to Guo Qiyun and said, "What, Mr. Guo, are you in a hurry?"
Guo Qiyun smiled bitterly, "Today is New Year's Eve, and I have an appointment with someone for dinner!"
However, Mingtai just said "oh" clearly, and then nothing more happened.
Now Guo Qiyun couldn't sit still and said quickly: "Then... team leader, if there is nothing else, I will..."
Not wanting to explain, he just lowered his face, and his voice was filled with the majesty of a boss, "What are you doing? Did I let you go? Sit down!"
"Group……"
"I said Mr. Guo, can you say goodbye to the old team leader? Have you forgotten what I told you? Call me Mr. Lin outside."
Guo Qiyun, who choked on one sentence, held his breath in his chest. After a long while, he finally squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "Yes, Mr. Lin."
It didn't take long for Mingtai's order to arrive.
At this moment, Guo Qiyun seemed to have finally found an outlet, and vented all his anger on the piece of steak in front of him. Even the action of cutting the meat seemed to be more or less tinged with personal emotions.
"Well, it's not bad!" After a bite of steak, Guo Qiyun's unhappiness disappeared for the most part, and he said casually.
While Mingtai elegantly cut his own piece of steak, he said: "Mr. Guo, your taste is not popular in Shanghai!"
After hearing this, Guo Qiyun was naturally dissatisfied and retorted: "What's wrong with my eating habits? I'm telling you, I remember I was hanging out in Shanghai back then..."
"Don't think about those days with me!" Before he finished speaking, Mingtai interrupted him again, "This is not the Shanghai of those days, and this is not the Shanghai of those days, let alone a military academy. You are not my instructor anymore, but
My adjutant, do you understand?"
Guo Qiyun curled his lips and snorted inaudibly.
"Why, do you think I'm a bit of a villain?" Mingtai said with a half-smile.
"My subordinates dare not."
"That's good!"
In fact, both of them knew very well at this moment that Mingtai was not a villain, but was trying to make Guo Qiyun lose his inadvertent pretense of being an instructor. After all, Mingtai was the leader in this group now.
"Group... Mr. Lin, I would like to remind you as a subordinate that this is Shanghai, and the concession is an isolated island. This concession is full of minions of the Black Dragon Society, French patrols, Japanese spies, British and American eyes and ears, and No. 76's
Secret agent, I think that we should not meet in such a mixed place with various forces, and the way you dress today and your behavior are not complimentary. You are so arrogant, so you are not afraid of others remembering you.
His face?"
Mingtai listened silently to Guo Qiyun's words, then picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth gracefully, and then said slowly: "First, we are going to use this isolated island to fight against all forces.
How can you get close to the enemy when you are not in a place where they often gather? If you can't see the target and cannot understand the enemy's situation, how can you talk about taking action? Secondly, what kind of clothes should you wear for what occasion? What kind of clothes should you wear?
I know better than you, don’t think that just because you have a famous girlfriend, you will be in the upper class, you are far from it!"
"Humph!" Although Guo Qiyun was still very unconvinced, he did not refute.
Mingtai continued to mind his own business and said: "Take today's meeting as an example! When you go to a place like this, you should dress like this so that you don't attract other people's attention when you blend in. Unlike you, you can't even eat Western food.
Eating like this will attract other people's attention! As for the last point, if someone recognizes my face during the operation, then there is only one result, he is very unlucky! Am I clear enough? "
Mingtai didn't speak loudly, but he succeeded in making Guo Qiyun, who was still unconvinced before, lose his temper.
So Mingtai took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from his bag and handed it to Guo Qiyun.
"What is this?" Guo Qiyun asked curiously.
"New Year's gift." Mingtai said something, and then he motioned to Guo Qiyun to open it and take a look.
But just after Guo Qiyun opened a corner of the box inexplicably, he was shocked and quickly closed the lid of the box with a "snap"...
…
At the same time, a black Ford sedan stopped steadily in front of the gate of No. 76, the secret service headquarters.
As soon as the guard at the door saw the license plate, he immediately trotted over to greet him, stood up with a snap, and saluted Minglou in the car: "Hello, sir!"
Before he finished speaking, Cheng, who was in charge of driving, rolled down the window and asked, "Is Director Wang still working inside?"
"Yes! Director Wang hasn't gone back today." the guard replied truthfully.
"Open the door!"
"Yes!" the guard responded, then quickly opened the iron door and watched Minglou's car drive in...
