Mongkok Plaza is Jibu's territory. The flow of people in this location is very large, especially during holidays. The flow of people increases dramatically. At first glance, it is bustling with people.
Ji Bu had just parked his car at the door. A security guard recognized him and came up to say hello enthusiastically:
"Hello, boss."
Then he shouted with discernment: "Hello, sister-in-law."
Now.
They can't call Ma Chai anymore, but security guards.
He has transformed into a serious person responsible for the order and safety of the area. He is no longer the street boy who used to fight and kill.
"ah"
How could A'e resist such a name? Her face suddenly turned red. She glanced at Ji Bu secretly from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that Ji Bu didn't respond, she nodded reservedly in response.
"Well, come over for dinner."
Ji Bu looked unsteady, gave him the car keys, and drew a golden ox: "Take good care of the car, thank you for your hard work."
"Thank you, boss."
The security guard took the key with a smile and got out, not forgetting to compliment him a few times: "Sister-in-law is so beautiful." He parked the car, took out a cigarette and smoked it happily.
"Go to the street."
A colleague who was working the same shift came up to me and said, "Why are you so happy? Give me a cigarette."
"Boss Ji is here."
The security guard blew out the smoke and was quite pleased with himself: "Just now he patted me on the shoulder and told me that I worked hard."
"Let me tell you, Boss Ji is exactly as rumored. He is gentle, polite, dignified and very low-key."
"Holy shit."
My colleague became anxious when he heard this: "Then you didn't call me just now."
Today's holiday triple profit, from top to bottom, as long as it is under Ji Bu's jurisdiction, all will be given in place. People and wealth will die, and birds will die for food. When you encounter this kind of boss who throws profit when you don't agree with him, can everyone be right?
Could he have a bad impression?
"Please be smarter and more eye-catching."
The security guard cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "Keep an eye on all the petty thieves in this area. If they steal to Boss Ji, I will kill them all."
"I'll go right away."
This way.
Ji Bu and A'e walked side by side, followed the crowd for a while, looked up at the big signboard of Boji Tea Restaurant, and stepped in.
At this time, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival again, and the private rooms have been booked long ago.
The dine-in guests were not yet full, so the waiter took the two of them to the window seat, but was stopped by Ji Bu.
The two of them chose a seat near the corner and sat down.
A'e sat down inside, put down the canvas bag she was carrying, then pushed the menu to Ji Bu, and patted her wallet along the way:
"What do you want to eat? I'll treat you today."
"Haha, then I'm not welcome."
Ji Bu didn't refuse, took the menu and started ordering.
The two of them each ordered what they liked to eat.
Customers are being served one after another, and the food delivery speed is not very fast.
Eight dishes including deep well roasted goose, crispy squab, shrimp dumplings, black bean sauce chicken feet, boiled cabbage sum, mandarin duck milk tea, etc. were put on the table.
"Time to eat."
A'e helped Ji Bu take off the chopstick covers and handed them to him. Then she took a pair for herself, picked up a piece of chicken feet and put it into her mouth:
"Well, it tastes really good."
At the beginning.
The style of painting is quite normal.
The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant. A'e frequently shared things about the company with him and also put forward his own suggestions.
But.
As time went by, Ji Bu couldn't sit still.
He sipped the milk tea straw absentmindedly, looking frequently at the watch in his hand, estimating the time.
It has been more than an hour since I picked A'e up from get off work and then started eating.
It will be seven o'clock in forty-five minutes.
Ajun had agreed with him at seven o'clock. If she had come earlier, she might have seen him, and then she would have something to play with...
"Abu."
A'e seemed to notice Ji Bu's absent-mindedness: "What's wrong with you? I don't seem to see you using chopsticks anymore. Isn't it delicious?"
"No."
Ji Bu quickly shook his head: "It tastes very good. I ate a lot. You eat it, and you eat it quickly."
"No."
A'e pouted slightly and said in a coquettish tone: "Then you eat with me, otherwise I will look like a loser."
"good."
Ji Bu just wanted to end the meal quickly, so he had to pick up his chopsticks again.
When the pointer points to forty-five.
A'e finally finished eating. Ji Bu quickly stood up, picked up the wallet with a list on the table and waved it:
"The waiter pays the bill."
"no."
A'e stood up immediately: "I have to come."
Just talking.
Ajun's voice sounded from the stairwell.
"Holy shit!"
Jibu's eyes twitched, and he immediately bent down and squatted under the table: "Okay, you can do it, and I'll tie my shoelaces."
"Uh-huh."
A'e didn't notice anything unusual and followed the waiter to pay the bill.
After Ajun came up, she reported her name and followed the waiter to the private room inside. The two were misaligned and Ji Bu was not found.
"call"
No danger.
Ji Bu took his coat and hurried out.
"I'll have someone drive you back."
Ji Bu took A'e forward and called to the security guard who had just parked the car: "Send A'e back."
A'e originally wanted to say that she would take the tram back, but after noticing the look in Ji Bu's eyes, she immediately obeyed:
"Okay, I'll listen to you, don't be angry."
The security guard drove out.
"Abu."
A'e was just about to get in the car when she seemed to remember something. She got out of the car and opened her canvas bag. She took out a beautifully wrapped small bag and handed it to him.
"what?"
"Of course it's mooncakes."
A'e lifted the bag and placed it on Ji Bu's hand: "It's completely handmade. It's not as good as the ones bought from outside. I asked the uncle from Mui Wo to leave it for me."
"There are exactly two copies, one for my cousin and one for you. Aren't you going to deal with the company's affairs in the evening? It happens to be a late night snack when you're hungry."
"That's okay."
Ji Bu took it without refusing. After seeing her off with a calm expression, he looked at his watch and saw that seven o'clock was exactly the agreed time.
He calmly took out a cigarette and lit it. After smoking a cigarette, he returned to the Po Kee Teahouse.
After giving my name, the waiter led me to the private room inside.
Open the door.
In a small private room.
Ajun is talking to the waiter.
She was dressed very casually today.
A striped denim shirt is worn over a ribbed short T, and high-waisted, wide-leg black straight pants are paired with white sneakers.
With her tight face and temperament, this outfit and her height make her look very energetic and lively.
"Huhu."
Ji Bu loosened a button of his shirt, panting and pretending:
"I'm sorry, Ajun, I'm late. I have something to do at the company and there's a traffic jam on the road. I'm a few minutes late."
At this moment.
Ten past seven.
The time was just right, no more, no less than exactly ten minutes late.
"Huh, late!"
Ajun snorted lightly, but didn't care about it: "Sit down."
Jibra opened his seat, grabbed the water glass on the table and took two sips, showing an expression of thirst-quenching, and then sat down.
look up.
The waiter looked at him directly. This person was the waiter who served him and A'e just now.
He looked at Ji Bu with a strange expression, confirming that this person was the one who had just eaten with another woman, and looked like he was about to speak.
"Depend on."
Ji Bu's eyelids were twitching wildly. He glanced at him sideways and spoke first, "Come on the street. I asked you to order a drink. Why are you staring at me?"
By the way, she glared at him: "What are you looking at? Why, have you never seen such a handsome boy?!"
"Excuse me."
The waiter then suppressed what he blurted out, kept his mouth shut, ordered his drink and went down.
"Unreliable."
Ajun frowned slightly, pursed her lips and complained: "I arrived more than ten minutes early, and you are still late. You are not sincere."
There was a waiter here just now, so she didn't settle the score with Ji Bu: "Please tell me honestly what you were doing."
"Nothing."
Ji Bu cleared his throat, his eyes fell on the small gift bag A'e gave him just now, and his tone became tougher:
"Why am I so unreliable? I was late because I wanted to pick out a gift for you?!"
He brought the gift bag to the table and took out the mooncakes inside: "Here, these handmade mooncakes are sold in limited quantities for a limited time!"
"This homemade mooncake shop is famous, located in Mui Wo, an outlying island."
As Ji Bu opened his mouth, Ajun's originally aggressive and demanding attitude disappeared. Her expression became suspicious, and she once suspected that she had misunderstood Ji Bu.
Ji Bu noticed Ajun's expression and became more and more confident as he spoke, opening his mouth as if he was narrating the facts:
"I didn't do anything today. I just took a car and a boat there, and waited in line for a long time, so I bought these four little ones."
As he spoke, he repackaged the mooncakes:
"Hey, forget it, I'm sure you won't like it when you look like this. I'll keep it for myself. It's really a waste of all my hard work."
"Hey."
Seeing Ji Bu's vow, Ajun was immediately defeated and grabbed Ji Bu's arm to prevent him from taking the things away:
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I didn't mean it. I just wanted to see you earlier."
"snort."
Ji Bu then stopped and reluctantly said, "Forget it, since you are not pure of heart, I won't blame you."
door.
When the waiter who came in with the drink saw this scene, he couldn't help but secretly spit in his mouth, full of disdain:
Hey, tui scum.
You lie without drafts. You have the heart to deceive such a beautiful girl.
Don't say it yet.
This handmade mooncake is really miraculous for Ajun. Her family is well off and she has never seen such a beautifully packaged mooncake gift box.
The packaging of this handmade mooncake was not very good, so no one gave it to her. This was her first time eating it.
"call"
Ji Bu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally coping with it, and pretended to eat with Ajun with chopsticks.
"correct."
Ajun seemed to have remembered something and put down her chopsticks: "I also prepared a gift for you, specially chosen for you."
She took out a small gift box and opened it in front of Ji Bu.
in the box.
A pink frosted Zippo lighter is exposed.
"You like smoking cigarettes, I picked them specially for you."
Ajun said proudly: "It's not bad, do you like it?"
"Yeah, not bad."
Ji Bu took out the lighter, looked at it, and then stuffed it back: "But why is it pink? I'm a grown man."
"What do you know."
Ajun hummed and closed the box: "This is called taste, you know? If someone sees your pink lighter, they will know it is from a girl, so they will not seduce you."
"..."
Ji Bu remained silent: "Okay."
"Okay, it's time to eat."
Ajun smoothed off the hair tie on her wrist and tied up her hair: "Try their taste, it's very good."
"Hey, why are you just not eating? Move your chopsticks."
"No."
"Tastes bad?"
"I'm just watching you eat."
"Hmph(｀へ), pretend."
Ji Bu accompanies her to eat and chat, and his eyes accidentally glance at a newspaper on the counter. The eye-catching characters on the cover immediately pique his interest.
I got up and took the newspaper over. It was yesterday's news.
The title of the cover is in eye-catching large letters, read from right to left:
Counterfeit banknote smuggling groups in Taiwan and Hong Kong are fighting against each other, and Hong Kong gang boss Song Zihao has also been arrested.
below the title.
It is a photo of Song Zihao captured by the police, a solo photo of Song Zihao, and a detailed description.
"Holy shit."
Ji Bu rolled his eyes and shook the newspaper in his hand: "Isn't this pace too fast? I only met Song Zihao more than a month ago, and he rushed to the street so quickly?"
"oops."
Ajun saw Ji Bu staring at the newspaper in rapt attention, and grabbed it directly: "Why are you reading the newspaper while you are eating?"
"Okay, okay."
Ji Bu had no choice but to give up and accompany her to eat and chat.
Come out of the tea restaurant.
Ajun rubbed her belly and made a request: "Let's go shopping on the street again. There is a night market on Zhongxiao Street now. There are many interesting things."
"night market?"
Ji Bu said, "Do you also like to go to the night market?"
"Who told you we can't go to the night market?"
"Let's go."
The two of them walked out while talking.
The security guard who had driven A'e back earlier saw Ji Bu and came up to return the car keys to him. When he saw A'jun standing next to him, his expression suddenly became strange.
"crooked."
Ajun's brows were furrowed, and wisdom flashed in his eyes: "Why do I feel that these people look at you in strange ways tonight?"
"The waiter in the restaurant is like that, and so is the security guard just now."
"you"
Before Ajun finished speaking, Jibu raised his hand and flicked her head: "What are you talking about?"
"Ouch."
Ajun covered her aching forehead, pouted and her facial features twisted together: "Okay, you, how dare you hit me."
"Are you going to the night market yet? If not, I'm leaving."
"Humph, you don't know how to comfort me when I'm angry."
"I am leaving."
"Okay, let's go."
Ji Bu accompanied Ajun to visit the night market, took a walk to eat, and then drove her back. By the time they got home, it was already past ten o'clock.
A'e was sitting on the chair on the balcony, looking at the round moon in the night sky, wondering what she was thinking.
"Are you homesick?"
Jibra opened the stool and sat down next to her.
"Well, a little bit."
"Then let's go home and take a look next time."
Ji Bu took out the gift bag that Ajun gave her and placed the pink lighter in her hand: "Here, I just selected the lighter for you outside."
"The pink one matches your temperament very well. You happen to smoke too, so it comes in handy. Do you like it?"
Talking room.
He took out the accessories inside and added kerosene to the lighter.
"Uh-huh!"
After A'e saw the lighter, she took it in her hand and looked at it, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons again: "It's true, this is for me."
"Thank you, I like it very much. This is the first time I have received a gift."
At this moment.
The phone on the table suddenly rang.
"Um?"
Ji Bu glanced at the ringing phone and stood up to answer it: "Hello, who's there?"
"Abu."
At the other end of the conversation was Lin Kun's voice, with a stiff tone: "Where are you?"
Listen to the tone.
He was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Ji Bu said, "I just got home."
"Come to the company, there is an emergency."
Lin Kun said quickly: "Now, call your handsome men and get ready to work."
"ah"
Ji Bu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll come over right now."
