Zhu Tianlei wrote one question after another on the paper, each name was heavily circled, and everything was connected with straight lines.
Also, who was the person who anonymously mailed the courier to Yang Hua? Obviously, the things in the courier were very detrimental to Qi Xuehua. Could he be Qi Xuehua's old enemy?
Or was there an internal split in the revenge alliance that Sun Jianguo was entangled with?
It seems that Sun Jianguo is the mastermind, but when you think about these things together, it seems that there is a layer of vague suspicion, and there seems to be a hand controlling it secretly.
Although there was a dispute between him and Sun Jianguo, time had passed a long time after all. Why did Sun Jianguo choose to take revenge on himself at this time, not sooner rather than later?
Although it is not clear who is the person who reported Tianlei Pharmaceuticals for illegal production and operation, corporate tax evasion and customs approval procedures, but thinking about it, the whistleblower must have submitted relevant evidence. There is no evidence. To be precise, he has not seen it.
If there is evidence that seems extremely real and strict, the relevant departments will not file a case, let alone dispatch joint law enforcement to seize the company.
So, what kind of person can submit so much evidence at the same time that can convince law enforcement agencies.
Although the answer is unclear, one thing is certain, that is, this person's identity must be unusual, and he is likely to be in politics.
Zhu Tianlei stared at the paper in his hand. It didn't matter that he stared until dusk and sunset, and the light in the room completely dimmed.
My eyes felt a little sore.
"Tian Lei, let's have dinner together tonight!"
As soon as Zhu Tianlei put the papers scattered everywhere together, Hao Xinmei's call came in.
Zhu Tianlei rubbed his temples, made an appointment with Hao Xinmei, and then went to take a shower.
The warm water poured on his body made Zhu Tianlei's tense emotions slightly relieved.
At half past six, Zhu Tianlei had just walked out of the hotel when he saw Hao Xinmei's red Porsche parked in front of the hotel.
"Tian Lei, why do you look so bad?"
After Zhu Tianlei got in the car, Hao Xin's eyebrows knitted together.
"I'm overly lovesick!"
Zhu Tianlei chuckled.
"Smooth talk, let me tell you the truth. Your face looks so bad. Is it because of Xiaoxue?"
Hao Xin frowned and glanced at Zhu Tianlei.
After Yang Xiaoxue was discharged from the hospital, Hao Xinmei went to see her twice, but her condition did not improve. She was still very unfamiliar with Hao Xinmei.
The relationship between Zhu Tianlei and Yang Xiaoxue was there. Hao Xinmei felt very sad about Yang Xiaoxue's amnesia, let alone Zhu Tianlei.
"I told you I wanted you to think about it."
Zhu Tianlei said with a playful smile again.
"Not serious."
Hao Xin frowned, started the car, and drove slowly onto the main road.
"What to eat?"
"Listen to you."
"Let me take you to an old restaurant. The food is delicious, especially the noodles."
Zhu Tianlei nodded. He really didn't have any idea about what to eat.
Hao Xinmei drove Zhu Tianlei along, and the car unexpectedly drove into a small alley. Although Zhu Tianlei was not very familiar with this place, he could tell that this place was very remote, and it was still a demolition area, with broken walls everywhere.
Is there a hotel here?
If it were not Hao Xinmei who brought him here, Zhu Tianlei would have suspected that the other party was up to something evil.
“Although the location of this restaurant is not very good, the taste is outstanding.”
Probably seeing what Zhu Tianlei was thinking, Hao Xin said with a smile.
The setting sun has completely set, and the whole road is a bit gray.
"If our strong women can say delicious food, even the ends of the earth are worth visiting."
For some reason, Hao Xinmei always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Zhu Tianlei, but she knew that if she could, Zhu Tianlei would tell her without asking, but if Zhu Tianlei didn't want to tell herself, it would be in vain for her to ask.
Fortunately, within a few minutes of driving out of the demolition area, the car stopped at the door of a tin house.
That's right, it's a tin house.
The words "Old Restaurant" are written on it with paint. It is only an old restaurant, without any names, such as Zhang's, Li's, etc.
“It’s really special.”
Although Zhu Tianlei thought that the environment of this old restaurant would definitely not be very good, to be honest, he never thought that it would be so bad.
"You'll know why I brought you here later."
Hao Xinmei jumped out of the car and led Zhu Tianlei into the iron house.
The room was filled with the smell of oil smoke. There were only four tables in the small space, four and a half to be exact, because the half of the tables were close to the wall and were only half the area of an ordinary table.
Not to mention, except for that half of the table, the remaining four tables were already full.
Hao Xin led Zhu Tianlei to sit next to half of the table in a familiar manner, then reached out and grabbed the notes and pens on the table.
"You are..."
Zhu Tianlei is a little strange.
After entering the room, I didn't see any waiters. The guests at several tables were still very quiet and had already started to eat. Seeing how everyone was devouring their food and immersed themselves in eating, the food in this old restaurant must be really good.
"Let's order food. There are only eighteen dishes in the old restaurant. There are no menus and no waiters. After you finish writing, you can just put it in the food delivery port outside the kitchen. When the food is ready, the chef will ring the bell and we will go and prepare it ourselves.
Just bring the food."
Hao Xinmei seemed to not only have no idea about this, but also had a faint sense of novelty.
This old restaurant is really awesome!
The waiter never failed to say that the diners have to serve the dishes themselves. This operation is really impressive.
"I'm going to order. Fortunately, there aren't many customers today. I guess there are still signature dishes. Otherwise, our trip might have been in vain."
After Hao Xinmei finished speaking, she grabbed a pen and wrote several dish names on the note paper, all of which were very common dishes.
"This old noodle soup is a must-order. The soup is particularly delicious. Don't you just like eating noodles!"
Zhu Tianlei said nothing, still immersed in the shock of facing such an arrogant old restaurant.
Hao Xinmei got up directly and went to deliver a note with some delicious dishes. When she came back, her face was slightly disappointed.
"It's such a pity that the old-fashioned twice-cooked pork is gone."
"Don't you like twice-cooked pork?"
Zhu Tianlei was really a little puzzled. Hao Xinmei didn't have a strong taste, and he rarely touched spicy food. What's more, the twice-cooked pork was made from pork belly, which tasted very greasy, and Hao Xinmei never ate it.
"That's the ordinary twice-cooked pork. Their twice-cooked pork tastes particularly good, fat but not greasy, spicy but not overpowering. It goes very well with rice... But it's okay, there are several other dishes as well."
Zhu Tianlei couldn't help but jump over the smoke pillar of the welding stove in the middle of the tin house and look towards the food delivery port in the kitchen. He could only see the smoke curling up in the kitchen, and there seemed to be figures moving back and forth in the smoke.
The frying spoon and the shovel collided, making a ping-ping-pong-pong sound. (To be continued)