Chapter 1759: Flat it

On the cold noon, the Hero Restaurant was filled with the fragrance of vegetables.

The more than 20 parking spaces marked by the door were all filled with valuable luxury cars, and the models and colors were emitting a sense of luxury. Obviously, those who came to the restaurant to have dinner were either rich or noble. In fact, there were fashionable men and women all over the restaurant, and they were drinking and chatting at this moment.

Today is Friday, and Hua Yingxiong is always in the restaurant to entertain guests, so the powerful and nobles in the Xinjiang city come early to witness the style of Hua Yingxiong. Of course, seeing Hua Yingxiong is just a cover, and they want to learn about the secrets from this Beijing official, hoping to get news from it to make their future more comfortable.

After all, no matter how incompetent and cowardly Hua Yingxiong is, he is still the former prime minister. Perhaps he has no power of personnel now, but he is still very familiar with the living habits of the big bosses in the capital, so if you look at something and treat them in the future, you will be familiar with the way you flatter and will not make mistakes.

"Grape wine luminous cup, and the pipa is about to drink."

"Don't laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from wars in ancient times?"

At this moment, many powerful people in the Xinjiang city were chatting and laughing, gently shaking their wine glasses, staring at the red wine in the glass with deep eyes, and deeply implications of themselves. Occasionally, they glanced at the theater actors in front of them, and more often they listened to the white-haired heroes talking jokes.

However, this Friday is destined to be difficult to calm down. When everyone was in high spirits, a brand new land tiger whistled from the intersection ahead, and everyone's relaxed expressions were instantly frozen, their eyes were wide open, and their mouths could be seen, like the freeze of a movie.

"boom!!!"

Lu Hu rushed towards the restaurant with the wind roaring that broke his eardrums. His speed was comparable to that of a wild horse mad cow. When the four welcoming ladies screamed and dispersed, the car ruthlessly knocked over the welcoming table at the door. The one-meter-high cabinet made a loud bang and fell more than ten meters.

"Crash!"

A glass-cast screen was hit by the welcome desk and smashed to the ground with a thud, which shocked the guests in the lobby to get up and flash. Woo! Lu Hu didn't give up. The wheels stumbled on the stairs and rushed into the quaint hall, roaring and emitting an irresistible aura.

The white land tiger ran over the broken glass and hit a table with a fierce impact. The table cast by mahogany instantly twisted and deformed, and was broken. The deformed bumper then squeezed a chair and continued to rush forward with strong power. It almost collided with the second floor stairs before screaming and stopping.

"Neuropathy!"

A guest yelled: "Madman! Madman!" Just now, Land Rover hit his desk head-on. His instinctive reaction made him throw away his shoes, and his suit was even stained with wine and vegetable juice. This noble man was in an unprecedented embarrassment, so his facial features were almost distorted: "Madman!"

Countless embarrassing powerful people expressed their emotions in anger. The man in a suit and tie rolled up his sleeves to fuck him. The gorgeous and beautiful woman also stretched out her slender fingers and scolded the rampant Land Rover: "Can you afford to make my wife dirty, can you afford to lose?"

Seven or eight restaurant security guards also slowly approached with rubber sticks, and their faces were similar. This restaurant was opened by the former Prime Minister, and even the mayor and governor came to eat, they had to give some face. However, this Land Rover rushed in arrogantly, showing that it was a blow to the restaurant and the hero Hua.

Whether this Land Rover lost control or deliberately crashed in, they all felt obliged to teach the owner a lesson. Only Hua Yingxiong, who walked downstairs, frowned slightly. He did not see the people in the car clearly, but he felt a bad sign in his heart, and waved his hand to stop the security guards.

"Come out! Come out!"

The guest rushed to the side of Land Rover and slapped the car window heavily. The rest of the people surrounded him and were preparing to teach the people in the car a lesson. Just when the crowd was in a hurry, the car door was pushed open slowly, and everyone felt that the lights illuminated on their faces were blocked by the shadows.

Then, the shadow moved and expanded, and it was pouring over like an avalanche. Finally, they saw a face that was tough and decisive but murderous at the same time. Then a tall young man appeared in front of them, but the latter did not even look at them, and was quite arrogant.

The gorgeously decorated young man looked at Hua Yingxiong's face, and a thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hua Yingxiong, have you been doing well recently? His complexion is much better than when I sent you to the plane. It seems that the life of the restaurant owner is much more comfortable than if you are the prime minister."

"Stir some dishes and drink a cup?"

"Boy, what the hell are you?"

A middle-aged woman who had some friendship with Hua Yingxiong took a step forward. Her mink coat was dyed red with wine and shouted: "This is Mr. Hua, Mr. Hua. What qualifications do you have to call Hua Yingxiong? You drive randomly and hit diners. You have broken the law. Do you believe it or not, I will throw you into prison?"

The rest of the people were also aggressive and thought that this kid was lawless. In such occasions, such places, he dared to call him Hua Hero's name. However, several old foxes frowned slightly. This kid knew that the restaurant was still rampant, and he was probably quite intimate.

"Private grudges, irrelevant people, get out!"

Obviously, the person who came to the Hero Restaurant to step on the field was Zhao Heng. He looked around at dozens of people around him and casually said: "Zhao Heng came here today to reminisce about the past with Hero Hua. If anyone is unhappy or wants to wade into the muddy waters, Zhao Heng can give him a chance to stand on the opposite side."

Zhao Heng didn't want to show off his reputation in front of these people, but he didn't want to waste too much time on them, so he drove them away directly: "But when standing in front of Zhao Heng, you have to consider whether you have enough weight and whether you can compare with Tangjiazhuang, Nanjing."

"Zhao Heng? Zhao Heng!"

"Tangjiazhuang?"

Many powerful people in the Xinjiang city were muttering this name slightly. At first, they were careless, and then their bodies shook and expressed fear and surprise. The Tangjiazhuang tragedy had just passed. No matter how the Southern System covered up or whitewashed it, they could not make the word Zhao Heng disappear quickly. They just confirmed each other.

"Young Master Heng is here, and I will fulfill my friendship with the landlord."

When many people speculated whether this young man was Zhao Heng in the capital, the words Hua Yingxiong made the guess turn bloody facts. This guy was indeed Zhao Heng, a thousand-year-old butcher. The indignation of the powerful and powerful people in the Xinjiang city disappeared. The eyes that looked at Zhao Heng were both fearful and awe.

All the accusations all the anger dissipated after knowing who the person in front of him was. The excitement turned into a helpless silence. Although Zhao Heng drove in and made people angry, they were much lucky compared to the death of Tangjiazhuang, so they all bowed their heads and retreated.

In less than half a minute, the entire restaurant diners walked away cleanly, and even the security guards slipped away quietly against the wall. Although the salary of the Hero Restaurant was good, they could also see that Zhao Heng was not eating or drinking, and most of them were settled with Hua Yingxiong, so he did not dare to get involved.

There were only two people left in the empty restaurant.

Hua Yingxiong slowly walked to Zhao Heng from the upper floor, with a humility and warmth on his face as usual: "Young Master Heng, it has been a long time since we left in the capital for many days. I have been able to return to Xinjiang with the help of Young Master Heng. If you don't dislike it today, sit for a moment and ask me to cook two dishes for Young Master Heng himself to serve wine?"

Speaking of this, he also cleaned up a table with a tablecloth, then brought a pot of hot water and two eight-treasure tea, smiled and tied an apron, restoring the image of a chef in the Prime Minister's residence, and harmless people and animals: "I should be grateful for the love of that day."

Zhao Heng looked at the almost sincere hero Hua's expression and glanced over and over. This old guy was indeed extraordinary. Every word and action could always reduce a lot of hostility. However, Zhao Heng did not have much embarrassment and condemnation: "Of course I can't find it if I can taste Premier Hua's skills."

"But it's too boring for two people to drink."

Zhao Heng patted Hua Yingxiong on the shoulder and smiled, "Please come out too." He also added in a plain tone: "Prime Minister Hua must not say that he doesn't know this person. I might as well give you a brief explanation. I have already obtained the specific location of the Hua family's tomb from Princess Jin."

"Two fighter jets are taking off from the Xinjiang city camp."

Zhao Heng waved his hand and looked down on the world:

"You say no, I'll flatten it!"

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