"You don't know him," Wang Jianqiu shook his head. "He has an almost beast-like intuition for danger. I have followed him for so long and have seen it countless times. In fact, this is one of the reasons why I oppose this operation.
, if we offend him, then we may not be able to bear this kind of loss. Lao Zhao, I advise you to think about it again."
When Zhao Kezhen heard this, he glared at Wang Jianqiu fiercely and said angrily:
"The plan must be thorough and the action must be resolute. Have you forgotten our training instructions for site workers?! It's already this time and you are still half-hearted. This is a taboo!"
Wang Jianqiu shook his head and stopped talking.
Zhao Kezhen flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "That's how it's settled. The location is the 'Louis Restaurant' in France. You lurk nearby in advance and wait until the gunshots are heard before you come out. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Wang Jianqiu replied happily.
Zhao Kezhen nodded, stood up and walked out. In fact, he didn't know what Wang Jianqiu said was reasonable, but it was still the old saying: there is no turning back when you shoot a bow!
Seeing Zhao Kezhen about to leave, Wang Jianqiu quickly stood up and took a few steps away. After thinking about it, he stopped again and watched Zhao Kezhen open the door and leave.
"Kill Brother Six?"
Wang Jianqiu looked at Zhao Kezhen's back and murmured to himself.
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"Girl, why did you think of treating me to dinner? What, your father gave you pocket money 'again'?" Geng Chaozhong looked at Zhao Ersheng in front of him leisurely, emphasizing the word "again".
Early this morning, this little girl came to the library with a bound. She first talked about reading, and then she sneaked into her office after reading for a while, saying that she wanted to treat herself to lunch.
"You should take care of it," Zhao Ersheng rolled his eyes at Geng Chaozhong, "Would you like to go to the French Louis restaurant in Xijiaomin Lane?"
"Oh? French dinner?" Geng Chaozhong's eyes lit up.
"Yes, French dinner, ham, cheese, salad, cheese, brandy and wine, do you want to go?" Zhao Ersheng bent his crescent-like eyes to seduce Geng Chaozhong.
"Go! If you miss gold or silver, you can't miss the opportunity to eat for free!" Geng Chaozhong laughed and stood up.
Staying in the library during this period of time is indeed boring. If Er Sheng hadn't come to talk to him every now and then, I really don't know how he would have survived this day. He might as well have gone out to eat with her today.
The two people left the school gate, each hailed a rickshaw, and soon arrived in front of "Louis Restaurant".
This Louis restaurant is the restaurant that I went to with Wang Tianmu a few days ago. I didn't expect that Zhao Ersheng would also eat at this place. It seemed that this place was destined for me.
It was noon, and there were already many customers in Louis' restaurant. Most of them were embassy staff doing business or engaging in foreign affairs activities in Peiping, and some were foreign teachers from various universities. Geng Chaozhong and Zhao Ersheng found a place.
After sitting down, a French waiter came over and greeted in half-baked Chinese: "Dear gentleman and beautiful lady, can I do something for you?"
"Fruit salad for hors-d'oeuvre froid, onion soup for soup, four portions each of French potatoes and pan-fried foie gras for the main course, one portion each of steak, one portion each of brandy and liqueur, and the rest
No, thank you." Geng Chaozhong ordered the dishes skillfully.
"You understand it very well?" Zhao Ersheng, who was sitting opposite, blinked.
"In general, there are many kinds of French food, but these are the ones suitable for us Chinese. At least the seafood preparations are not in line with my taste. For example, their lobster likes to be paired with red wine or something.
, it’s a lot of trouble to go through more than a dozen processes. If you ask me, it’s better to just pour it into the pot and fry it, then pour some vinegar and sugar into it, and the taste is amazing.” Geng Chaozhong said eloquently.
"Hee hee, you are calling the cow chewing the peony, burning the harp and cooking the crane." Zhao Ersheng said with a sweet smile.
"Shit, foreign devils all like this. They always make themselves look very ritualistic, but at heart they are not like pirates and robbers. How can you really think of yourself as a gentleman by wearing tight pants and a wig?" Geng Chaozhong haha
A smile.
"This is the first time I have heard these words from you. Although they are very vulgar, they seem to make sense." Zhao Ersheng glanced at Geng Chaozhong curiously, "Sometimes I don't know whether what you are telling is the truth or a lie, but I
I think what you just said should be true."
Geng Chaozhong didn't say anything, but just laughed "haha". He never talked about current affairs in front of outsiders. His usual conversations with Zhao Ersheng were mainly about local customs, strange skills and other small things, and whether he evaluated foreigners or not.
first.
"Hey, Associate Manager Zhou, where did you go to school before? I heard that your French just now was very standard. You should have studied abroad, right?" Zhao Ersheng asked again.
"No, there are a lot of people in Shanghai. No matter what you do, you have to learn a little bit." Geng Chaozhong shook his head and glanced at Zhao Ersheng.
He found that Zhao Ersheng seemed to be looking out the window with a vague look, as if he was waiting for someone.
"Is there anyone else coming?" Geng Chaozhong asked.
"No, I just took a look." Zhao Ersheng quickly turned his eyes as if nothing had happened. His father promised to come over, but why is there still no sign?
After a while, all kinds of delicacies were served one after another. Zhao Ersheng muttered "Is love coming or not" in his heart, and his attention immediately shifted to the salad that had just been served.
The two of them were eating and talking. An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Kezhen never showed up, but most of the dishes on the table had disappeared like wind and clouds.
"full!"
Geng Chaozhong touched his belly and leaned back on the chair.
"I'm full already." Zhao Ersheng had already held his chin and looked at Geng Chaozhong for a long time. When he saw Geng Chaozhong put down his bowl and chopsticks, he blinked and said.
"Let's go back!" Geng Chaozhong stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the waiter came over.
"Sir, the total is 17 US dollars. You can also pay the same value in oceans, French currency, and pounds." The waiter said respectfully.
"I'll do it!" Zhao Ersheng on the opposite side quickly took out an embroidered wallet from his arms.
But the waiter just glanced at Zhao Ersheng but ignored him and still stood in front of Geng Chaozhong.
"No, take it," Geng Chaozhong had already counted the money from his wallet and handed it over. Then he handed over a one-dollar bill and said, "This is your tip."
"Thank you, sir, and wish you good luck!" The waiter thanked him with a bow, then turned and left.
"We agreed that I was the one to treat him, so why did he treat me as yours..." Zhao Ersheng glanced at Geng Chaozhong in embarrassment and complained, "Why doesn't this waiter charge me?"
"In French culture, it is very rude to ask a woman to pay. Look in La Traviata, the male protagonist Armand has to pay the bill even if he is very poor." Geng Chaozhong stood up with a smile.
"Okay, I'll invite you next time!" Zhao Ersheng touched his hot cheek.
"I hope there will be a next time!" Geng Chaozhong looked out the window.