The dinner market has passed, the guests paid their bills one by one and left, and the Old Soldier Hunan Restaurant gradually became deserted.
Zhao Xin stayed alone at the small table, with two side dishes and several bottles of beer placed in front of him.
After raising his head and drinking a glass, Zhao Xin filled another glass for himself.
A hand stretched out from the side and pressed on Zhao Xin's hand.
"Stop drinking. If you drink any more, you will get drunk."
Zhao Xin looked up and saw that it was He Xiaoyan.
"It's okay, I got my salary today, double." Zhao Xin tried his best to smile and comforted Xiaoyan: "I just gave myself extra food."
He Xiaoyan flattened her mouth and sat down opposite Zhao Xin.
"Zhao Xin, I'm sorry..."
"What are you sorry for?" Zhao Xin was stunned.
He Xiaoyan said: "I know you were fired."
Zhao Xin was stunned for a moment and then asked: "How did you know?"
He Xiaoyan said: "During the day, your colleagues were installing lines nearby. They came here to eat and talked about you..."
Zhao Xin cursed in a low voice: "Those big mouths..."
"They said that people from the Public Security Bureau came to look for you at work, and your boss was afraid that you would get into big trouble, so he fired you." He Xiaoyan said, "It was because of what happened that day, right?"
"Ahem -" Zhao Xin waved his hand, "Don't listen to their nonsense. I have wanted to leave for a long time. The salary is not high, there is no future, and I can't learn any useful skills. Don't worry, Xiaoyan, it's just you Zhao
Technical talents like me can make a living wherever they go. If you don’t leave me here, you will have a place to stay. If you don’t leave me everywhere, you will be self-employed!”
After saying that, he grinned.
He Xiaoyan was also infected by Zhao Xin's optimism and couldn't help but smile too.
When she smiled, Zhao Xin was dumbfounded.
I held a sip of beer in my mouth and almost didn't spill it out.
Seeing Zhao Xin's lost and stupid look, He Xiaoyan couldn't help but blush and said angrily: "Why are you always staring at people?"
"Well -" Zhao Xin woke up suddenly and wiped the corners of his mouth: "Nothing, I suddenly remembered something."
"What do you remember?" He Xiaoyan asked.
Zhao Xin frowned and said, "Brother Qin that day, who do you think he is? Why is he so powerful? When I called him, the police chief was polite, and people from the army also came."
"I don't know..." He Xiaoyan shook her head: "I can't guess it either, but that Brother Qin's eyes are so scary."
"Scary?" Zhao Xin thought of Qin Fei's eyes, especially when he looked at Liu Lang and the others. They were so murderous that people dared not look directly at them. "Well, when you said that, I felt a little bit strange...
Oh, is he an officer in the army? It doesn’t make sense... At that age, he is almost a soldier of the same year as me. Even if he is a year or two ahead of me, he is not that awesome..."
"Stop guessing." Lao He suddenly appeared at the table.
Lao He took off his apron and put it on the chair next to him. He sat down, took a cup, poured some beer and took a sip.
"Qin Fei is in the army, and he is not an ordinary army, he is a special forces..."
While drinking, Lao He thoughtfully recalled every detail of Qin Fei's time here.
"Old He, he said that he served in the reconnaissance camp just like me." Zhao Xin said in disbelief: "Isn't he just a scout? These days, even those who have been in a special agent company for two years dare to say that they are special forces
troops, you won’t include the scouts in the scope of the special forces, will you?”
"What do you know, kid?" Lao He said rudely: "A soldier from an ordinary reconnaissance battalion can ask a captain from the headquarters to come over with just one phone call?"
"Headquarters?" Zhao Xin's eyes rounded.
"Didn't you see the license plate of the SUV driven by the female captain? It belongs to the headquarters." Lao He said.
"Hey? Lao He, you can do it. I'm not that familiar with it. You've been retired for so many years and you still know it so well?" Zhao Xin said half-jokingly: "Are you bragging?"
Lao He snorted: "I have a comrade who is still a senior counselor at the headquarters. Two years ago, when I was passing by the capital for business, he came out to treat me to a drink. He drove a car with this kind of license plate."
After thinking for a while, he said: "Don't ask about Qin Fei's identity. It won't do you any good. I believe his identity is top secret. This man has been on the battlefield. Have you seen his hands? And
There are scars on his face and neck. Those are not ordinary scars, nor are they from training. They are shrapnel scratches and bullet wounds during the war. If he takes off his shirt, I guarantee you will see more."
"Scared!" Zhao Xin held the beer to his lips and couldn't pour it in for a long time. Lao He's words were too scary.
Although he and Qin Fei spent less than an hour together, Zhao Xin never expected that this man who was almost the same age as him would actually come down from the battlefield, but where was the battlefield?
Suddenly two beams of light came from outside the door.
A black Land Rover parked at the door.
Lao He looked out through the glass door with some surprise, and said to himself: "It's so late, and there is still someone coming?"
As he spoke, he stood up.
The door of the Land Rover opened, and a bunch of people walked out one after another.
"Huh?" Zhao Xin said, "Old He, you are all a ghost."
Several tall white men appeared in sight, and then several yellow-skinned people.
"Qin Fei!?" Lao He froze. He recognized that one of them was Qin Fei who appeared here yesterday.
Zhao Xin took a sip of beer and spit it back into the cup.
"Qin Fei?"
He Xiaoyan blinked her big eyes a few times and confirmed that the leader was Qin Fei.
"It's Brother Qin!"
Everyone stood up and looked at the door.
Qin Fei walked into the hotel while watching, and first greeted Lao He with a smile: "Veteran, I'm here again, I hope I won't cause you any trouble."
"No, no, of course not, it's too late for me to be happy when you come," Lao He said.
Qin Fei said: "I remembered that I haven't had time to pay for the meal that day. I'm here to pay off the debt today and bring some friends over for dinner."
Lao He glanced at the people behind Qin Fei.
A one-eyed dragon, wearing a single eyepatch, his eye was obviously injured, but at a glance he knew that he was a soldier and a Z** person.
There is another one that is almost two meters high and looks like a hill. The cuffs of the T-shirt are about to burst.
There is also a pair of eyes with blue pupils, short golden hair, and eyes like a hawk.
There is also a black man...
A Southeast Asian...
These people all have one thing in common. They exude an invisible murderous aura, which is the aura of soldiers who have been on the battlefield for a long time. Lao He is all too familiar with it.
"These...are all your friends?"
"Well, they are all my good friends." Qin Fei said: "Lao He, please cook some dishes so that my foreign friends can try authentic Hunan cuisine."
"No problem." Lao He picked up the apron and turned around and entered the kitchen. He Xiaoyan also followed in to help.
Qin Fei let everyone into the private room, and then sat next to Zhao Xin: "Didn't you ask me what I did that day? Didn't you want to go to Africa with me?"
"Well...that's right." Zhao Xin didn't know if the question he asked that day was correct or not. He always felt that things were getting a little weird.
"If you want to go, you can follow me into the private room now. I will tell you what I do. Then if you want, you can come with me. I will leave country Z in the next two days."
Qin Fei threw a fried peanut into his mouth and chewed it, staring at Zhao Xin.
"However, you must be mentally prepared. I am not going to Africa to sell daily necessities or engage in construction..." After saying this, he smiled, showing two tiger teeth.