I asked Hu Yishu: "Could it be that the Hui family sent someone to follow you?"
"No, the beetles, yellows and white willows are all natural enemies of mice. I will definitely be able to sense the scent of the Gray family members."
She looked to the right, then turned to me and said, "Well, you guys wait here first, or find a hotel to settle down. I'll check the situation on this street and come back to you in the evening."
I quickly shook my head: "This is not good. What if something happens if you go alone? Besides, maybe you feel wrong, maybe no one is following us?"
"Mr. Gu, you have to trust my intuition."
Hu Yishu squinted her eyes and pursed her lips: "A woman's intuition is usually not wrong."
…
Now that she has said this, I can't refute anything. I can only tell her a few words to pay attention to her safety.
After Hu Yishu left, Uncle Yang took me into the gate of the travel agency.
The location of this store is average and the storefront is not big, but the decoration inside is quite clean.
The store has a total area of more than 100 square meters. There are sofas and TVs on the left side, and several desks on the right side. Sitting on the desks are three men with Asian faces and even two hairy girls.
What surprised me even more was that one of the Mao girls could speak Chinese. When she saw Uncle Yang and I coming in, she raised her head and asked us, "Are you looking for someone?"
Uncle Yang nodded: "Yes, your boss's name is Zheng Qian, right? I'll look for him."
It was probably because there were so many Chinese people in the area that the Mao girl was used to it. She pointed to the front left of us and said, "The boss is in the office."
"Thank you."
Uncle Yang nodded at him and then pushed open the office door.
Sitting in that office was a middle-aged man in his thirties, nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a suit and with a neatly styled haircut.
As soon as he opened the door, Uncle Yang asked him: "Xiao Zheng, do you still recognize me?"
The man named Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment and thought about it for two seconds. Then he stood up from the chair and shouted: "Oh, isn't this Brother Yang? Why are you here for the Chinese New Year?"
Already?"
Uncle Yang laughed and told him to come over and do something.
"Hey, Brother Yang, why don't you come over and say hello in advance? I'm so ready."
Zheng Qian looked very enthusiastic and kept greeting us: "Come on, come on, sit down and chat, I will give you something to drink. Do you want coffee or Coke?"
Uncle Yang waved his hand: "Don't bother me, Xiao Zheng. I actually came here to do something with you."
"Don't worry about it. Brother Yang finally came here. We must have a good drink tonight."
He walked out of the office, and I heard several people outside him say: "Um...Xiao Gao, please stay here for a moment. Irina and you guys can get off work first. I have a guest here, so let's close the door early today."
To be honest, I was a bit confused by his level of enthusiasm.
To say that he and Uncle Yang probably had never met each other, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long to remember who Uncle Yang was.
But to say that the relationship is not good, judging from Zheng Qian's reaction, I guess it won't be like this even if his parents come.
It was a bit strange, so I lowered my voice and asked Uncle Yang: "What's going on? You have a good relationship with this Zheng Qian?"
"What a fart!"
Uncle Yang sneered: "The company organized team building twice, and Lao Liu asked him to be the ground manager for both times. He spent almost millions on each one. He can't help me?"
I said, if you want to nag me like this, I will understand. How about food, clothing, parents, etc.?
Uncle Yang hummed: "Absolutely."
After sending away the employees outside, when Zheng Qian returned to the office, Uncle Yang teased him and said, "Xiao Zheng, do you still have Mao girls in your store? They are all pretty good-looking."
"Hey, I specially invited two local tour guides who have studied in China and learned Chinese. Can't we look more high-end?"
Zheng Qian asked Uncle Yang with a smile: "What shall we have for dinner tonight? Do we want to try some authentic Russian food, or something new?"
"We'll talk about the food later."
Uncle Yang lit a cigarette: "Xiao Zheng, let me ask you, is there any hotel in this place that does not require a passport?"
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The consumption here in Maozi is not low, the hotel prices are not cheaper than in China, and the quality is also slightly lower.
However, the decoration style of this place is completely different. Whether it is the lobby or the room, it looks magnificent.
Zheng Qian seemed to be cooperating with this hotel. He went directly to the person in charge and used his passport and manager ID card to open two rooms. However, he took Uncle Yang away just after dinner. The two of them said they were going to the bar downstairs to watch. Watch some dancing, but I don’t know if it’s serious or not.
I had no intention of going with them. As soon as I lay down on the bed and connected to the hotel wifi, I saw Qingqing sending me a lot of messages.
I was too lazy to reply and just made a voice call.
As soon as I picked him up, Qingqing asked me: "Are you back?"
"It's a shame to come back, I almost won't be able to come back!"
I lit a cigarette and told her what happened to Uncle Yang and I in the past two days.
"I knew that those gray grandsons would definitely have a hand in it!"
Qingqing was a little angry, and she asked me again, "Have you met Sister Yishu? Is she with you?"
I told Qingqing no, and Miss Hu Er said that someone seemed to be following us just now. She had gone out to check the situation and would probably come back at night.
"The Hu family's sixth sense is very keen. Sister Yishu should have her reasons for saying this. It is very likely that you have been targeted by something."
She pondered for a moment: "You're in Hailan, right? So, wait for me in that hotel first and don't go anywhere. I'll go find you now."
I was shocked: "No, Liu Daxian, your illness is not cured yet, can your body bones hold on?"
"Don't worry about it. I know whether my illness is cured or not."
Her attitude was quite firm: "Just wait for me for a day, and I will be there tomorrow afternoon at the latest."
"Hey, wait a minute..."
I wanted to say something else, but she hung up the phone directly.
But I still felt that this wouldn't work, so I sent her another message: Don't rush in. I have Miss Hu Er with me. Your father will be back in two days. Don't die on the way before your injury heals.
She didn’t reply to me, and she didn’t answer my two voice calls later. I don’t know whether she didn’t hear her or it was intentional.
I was a little worried, mainly because I was afraid that something would happen to her when she was alone. What should I do?
Not to mention the person named Zhuo, even if the Hui family sends someone like Hei Qiubai to cause some trouble for her, it will be enough for Qingqing to drink a pot.
I feel like this won't work, so I'm thinking of contacting Xuanyu and asking her to help go to my house to persuade Qingqing, and also to see if she's in good health.
But as soon as I opened the dialog box and before I could speak, the landline phone in the room rang first.