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Zheng Ji Sheng Jian.
It was almost dusk when Qiao Shikuan arrived.
He doesn't remember this place. It was Geng Biaozhi who brought him here.
He got out of the car and looked at the store that had already changed its front door, as if it was a lifetime ago.
Did Mu Tian choose this place because he wanted him to remember those past events in his mind that were like the scenery receding in a car while traveling?
There is no trace of what it was like more than 20 years ago. Only the plaque on the door is so mottled that it still retains a little bit of memory.
The vigorous words on the Wei stele are already covered with fine cracks that can be distinguished even if you don't look carefully. Is it to declare the boss's persistence?
What are they holding on to in this tear?
The store is much more spacious and bright, and the gas lamps have been replaced with high-wattage electric lamps. It is no longer the same as in the memory, and the noise is much quieter. It may be that the quality of the customers has changed a lot.
The boss, Yang Qinghui, knew Qiao Shikuan. There was a large photo of him in the newspaper that day, as well as gossip about the foundation he named after his wife.
But at this time, if you show that you know each other, it is a very abrupt thing. Because when a person comes here to eat, he may invite some people who do not want others to know to come to eat together. If you know them, it will be embarrassing.
This is the minimum rule for being a restaurant owner.
He just came forward respectfully and whispered: "Sir, please come inside."
"I want to find a private room and make an appointment to discuss something." Qiao Shikuan said politely.
"I'm sorry, sir, we only have three private rooms, and they are all full." Yang Qinghui said apologetically.
"oh."
"Can you look at the booth? It's very quiet there." Yang Qinghui explained.
Qiao Shikuan originally just asked politely, but he didn't expect that he actually had private rooms, which made him very surprised. But when he heard that the private rooms were full, he felt regretful for a while. When he heard that there were booths, he waved his hand to express his gratitude.
I agreed and wanted to let my boss lead the way.
So, Yang Qinghui said: "Please come this way." and started leading the way.
Looking at the boss's limp back, Qiao Shikuan suddenly remembered, isn't this Zheng Ji's guy?
It was the first time that he and a few young friends came here to eat fried dumplings. It was after Mr. Zi Buyu's army attacked Shanghai and Wang Du's army was defeated and marched out of the country. They came to celebrate peace.
The landlady at that time was an older leftover woman, she looked to be in her early thirties, and her red hair was tied into big braids that reached her waist.
As she walked, she swayed, and her braid swept back and forth on the arc of the pumpkin-like edge of the millstone, which can be regarded as a scenery in this store.
She is a bit strong, and her whole body is relatively broad. Fortunately, her facial features are fairly straight, but her pink face is a bit thick, like putty on the wall.
The lame young man was the waiter. From time to time he would lie on the counter and stare at the landlady while chatting.
Sometimes he would eat two melon seeds, and a woman's laughter would sound like a crackling silver bell.
Well, things have changed a lot. The former waiter has now become the boss, and the store is now much grander than before.
Looking at the lame back of his boss, Qiao Shikuan realized a truth about success.
If you endure it to death, you will be number one.
All the hard work and various success studies are all nonsense.
Endurance is the most fundamental and the first priority.
But what do most people do to survive?
Qiao Shikuan ordered two kilograms of pan-fried buns, a few side dishes, and a bottle of old wine. He told the boss to prepare it first and wait until the guests he wanted to invite arrived before serving the dishes.
Yang Qinghui had just written it down when he turned around and saw Mu Tian walking in and looking around.
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He immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, "Oh, Inspector Mu is here. Please invite me quickly. The private room is ready for you."
Mu Tian raised his hand to stop Yang Qinghui from continuing, and looked at Qiao Shikuan who was sitting in the booth and stared at him in shock.
Qiao Shikuan stood up slowly while holding on to the table, his eyes not leaving Mu Tian's face, as if he were meeting him for the first time.
Seeing them like this, Yang Qinghui looked at Qiao Shikuan and smiled awkwardly, "Do you know each other?"
"Don't you know who he is?" Mu Tian asked Yang Qinghui strangely.
"I know, Master Qiao." Yang Qinghui shrank back and said.
"Then you let him sit here?" Mu Tian's words became a little harsh.
"That private room is reserved for you, I..."
"What are you doing? Why don't you invite him in and sit down!" Mu Tian was about to scold him.
Yang Qinghui quickly stepped forward, took off Qiao Shikuan's coat and hat from the hanger, bowed and said, "Master Qiao, please."
Qiao Shikuan looked at Mu Tiandao as if he was at a loss: "This..."
Mu Tian 1 stretched out his hand and motioned for him to go first, but said: "It's none of your business. Go your way."
Qiao Shikuan said "oh" softly and followed Yang Qinghui into the private room.
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Ji Ruoxi signed the last manuscript and put it in the "typesetting" basket. She got up and tidied it up. She said hello to the person opposite and left the office. She walked to the chief writer's office, knocked on the door and entered.
When Ji Fenglin saw his daughter coming in, he put down the brush in his hand, raised his head and greeted her with a smile.
"Isn't it over yet?" Ji Ruoxi asked.
"No, I was just about to tell you. You can go home by yourself today. I have a dinner party with the general manager. I'm afraid I'll have to go back at 1 o'clock in the evening. The car is already at the door." Ji Fenglin picked up the brush.
Ji Ruoxi smiled and said: "Drink less and eat more vegetables." She immediately stood up and waved. "Bye, Daddy."
"Be careful," Ji Fenglin said as he watched his daughter go out.
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Ji Ruoxi waved to the door again, greeted her colleagues and left the newspaper office.
The street is already dim and the street lights haven't been turned on yet.
The Ji family's car was parked opposite the newspaper office, and Geng Yibiao was sitting in the car.
When he saw Ji Ruoxi exiting the door of the newspaper office, he started the car, got out of the car and waited.
Ji Ruoxi smiled and waved to Geng Biao.
"Uncle Geng...ah!"
A van suddenly stopped in front of her, almost hitting her and blocking Geng Yibiao's view.
While he was in shock, two masked men jumped out of the car, put a sack on Ji Ruoxi's head who was in shock, put it up and threw it close to the car.
The van sped away.
Geng Yibiao was stunned when Ji Ruoxi disappeared, and then he understood, got in the car, and turned around to chase after her.
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However, there was no trace of the black van on the road.
Geng Yibiao drove around and searched several alleys, but there was no trace of the black van, so he had to go back to the newspaper office. As soon as the car stopped, he got out of the car and ran straight into the chief writer's office.
"Oh no!"
Ji Fenglin looked up anxiously and saw Geng Biao, so he asked: "What's wrong? Are you in such a hurry?"
"Miss, miss has been tied up!" Geng Yibiao stamped his feet anxiously.
"What?" Ji Fenglin yelled, stood up with a bang, sat down with a bang, and the brush in his hand had already fallen to the floor.
"What's going on?" he pointed at Geng Biao tremblingly and asked.
"I watched the lady go out, and when she was about to cross the road and get in the car, a black van rushed over, stopped in the middle of the road, and drove away in an instant. When I looked again, the lady was gone." Geng 1
Biao narrated.
"The van is in the middle of the road. Have you seen the lady injured?" Ji Fenglin asked anxiously.
"No. There are no traces on the road. I think they didn't intend to harm the lady, they just wanted to kidnap her." Geng Yibiao said with some comfort.
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Ji Fenglin seemed to have recovered from the initial shock and stomped a few steps in front of his desk, "Did you see the license plate clearly?" Then he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, how could the person who did this have a license plate?
Even if it's 100%, it's fake. A black van? Does it look like a police car from the patrol room?" Ji Fenglin asked again.
"Yes, there is no window on the back door."
Ji Fenglin nodded thoughtfully, picked up the phone and called Jiang Xinyi.
"Hello, this is Jiang Xinyi." Jiang Xinyi said on the other end of the phone.
"Director Jiang, I'm Uncle Ji... Yes, please check for me. Does anyone or any unit have a black van? It's the same as the police car or prison van in your patrol room. It just doesn't have a back door.
Bring a window. Very urgent.”
"Okay, I'll send someone to take care of it right away. What happened, Uncle Ji?" Jiang Xinyi asked with concern on the phone.
"Private matter." Ji Fenglin hesitated and replied. He didn't want to use organizational power when he didn't understand the purpose of the kidnapping.
"Is someone else coming to the newspaper office to cause trouble?" Jiang Xinyi said immediately and alertly, "This is a very sensitive time. Each of us must be more vigilant. Anything against the newspaper office and you personally may not be as simple as a private matter. Please tell me what happened.
What happened, lest we delay the opportunity to fight and let the other side seize the opportunity?" Jiang Xinyi's words were very serious.
"The little girl has been kidnapped." Ji Fenglin still told Jiang Xinyi the bad news with some seriousness. Because he felt that what Jiang Xinyi said was reasonable. At this time, it was unlikely that Ji Ruoxi would be kidnapped because of personal grudges, and he was in society
It can be said that he is an eight-faced person. Basically, in his memory, he has no enemies.
"What happened? Ruoxi was kidnapped? When did it happen?" Jiang Xinyi shouted on the phone in extreme surprise.