Wen Lan obviously still has a lot of things to deal with.
Qin Feng left Moon Bay, took a taxi and went straight to the beach food stall.
He and Zhang Wenqiang made an appointment to have dinner together tonight, and originally wanted to invite Tang Qingqian to join them, but when he called her on the way, no one answered her cell phone, so she was probably still in the operating room.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Dabangbang Street, filled with the smell of sea breeze and cumin, was bustling with activity, and there was not even a parking space.
Zhang Wenqiang had been waiting with his family in Sihai for a long time. When he saw Qin Feng getting off the car, he waved quickly.
"Holy shit, what are you doing?"
"Is there a war in North Africa?"
Seeing Qin Feng's embarrassed appearance, Zhang Wenqiang's smile froze on his face.
Qin Feng waved his hand, indicating that it would not be in the way.
When he came, he used the exercises on the way to stop the bleeding from the wound.
It just looks a little awkward, not shocking.
The two of them took their seats in the corner, and Zhang Wenqiang proudly called the waiter:
"I just paid my salary, you can do whatever you want tonight."
"I didn't eat well yesterday, which almost caused you to have an accident. If you don't eat more, I'll feel really bad."
Zhang Wenqiang was always thinking about what happened last night, feeling that he almost harmed Qin Feng.
Qin Feng waved his hand indifferently: "Eat whatever you want, the main thing is to drink more."
"And you are not financially well-off now. If you have money, you should improve your family life."
"After all, you are the only one making money now, and you are also the breadwinner of the family."
He casually ordered some skewers. For seafood, he only ordered grilled squid, and the rest was some beer.
Then he asked with confusion: "What happened to my uncle? I met him when I was in college. He was a very nice person. He even invited me to his house for dinner. How could it be because of a young lady..."
He hesitated to speak.
The waiter first brought a box of beer. Zhang Wenqiang opened a few bottles and placed them on the table. He smoked half a bottle himself:
"I don't know what happened, but when he came back from that work dinner, his mental state was not right."
"First he didn't come home from get off work, then he stayed up at night, and various women made harassing phone calls to his home."
"Later something happened. Only when people from above came to our house did I find out that my father had misappropriated more than one million public funds for a young lady and owed more than one million in loan sharks."
"My mother has already paid back the embezzled money when she sold the house."
“But we really can’t afford to pay back the loan shark interest with compounding interest.”
Qin Feng was very surprised. Forget about more than one million public funds and more than one million loan sharks, let alone a working-class person like them, even a rich person would be thrown to death.
"I am working hard to run the business now. My mother, who is over 50 years old, works as a nanny during the day and a cleaner at night. As a result, she can't even pay the interest every month."
He smoked half a bottle as he spoke. Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of death.
"I can't help you now, but you can wait for me for a few days."
Qin Feng and Zhang Wenqiang had a drink: "But uncle's problem cannot be solved by money. If he was deceived and put into a pig-killing scheme, things might turn around."
He was no longer the ignorant student before, especially after seeing the tactics used by the war department to surround and kill Wen Lan tonight, he realized that something was fishy about Zhang Wenqiang's father.
"I was also suspicious at first, and I even went to find that woman."
Zhang Wenqiang looked helpless: "In the end, I didn't even see her shadow. I heard from people in the bar that she ran away the night before my father's accident."
Qin Feng was stunned: "Which bar? What's the woman's name?"
"The bar is called White Romance. It's in the southwest city. I remember the girl's name was Xiaorou. I didn't even find out her specific name."
While Qin Feng listened, he edited the text message and sent it to Zhang Biao.
"Eh? Isn't this Zhang Wenqiang?"
There was a sound of surprise in their ears. Qin Feng and Zhang Wenqiang both turned around and saw a group of men and women dressed in fashionable clothes walking towards them with playful eyes.
The three girls were dressed very coolly, with small suspenders, hot pants, and transparent high heels. Their snow-white thighs exposed in the air moved side by side, making them very dazzling.
Another boy wore name tags all over his body and had a Porsche key dangling in his hand, showing that his family background was extraordinary.
"Wen Qiang, I really didn't expect to meet you here."
One of the girls with short hair has a delicate face and a tattoo of English letters on her collarbone. She is both fashionable and enchanting.
There were two girls beside her, one with long hair and a calm face, the other with a high ponytail, an LV bag on her shoulder, and a touch of arrogance in her eyes.
The quiet girl's originally calm face changed when she saw Qin Feng.
Her eyes were surprised and she wanted to speak.
"Sure enough, it's not going to work anymore, Tangtang Erdai, I'm just going to eat these crappy skewers now."
The short-haired girl led people to the dining table very arrogantly: "Hey, Zhang Wenqiang, don't you want to say something when you see Sisi?"
Zhang Wenqiang's face froze, he stood up and looked at the ponytail girl: "Okay, long time no see."
The girl with ponytail just glanced at him lightly and didn't even bother to speak.
But the young Porsche man playfully grabbed the girl's hand: "Sisi, who is this?"
Yang Sisi said calmly: "Ex-boyfriend."
"Ex-boyfriend?"
The young Porsche man made a surprised expression: "Is that the loser who has been talking to you for two years and doesn't even dare to touch you?"