Zhao Guokang undoubtedly must be a conservative person.

Although he is not a faction general, he is at least a backbone, and the fence-bearer dare not come to this muddy water.

What he did was probably instructed by the above, and it would be difficult to change his mind.

As for whether he thought it was like that, you can tell Zhao Guokang's background.

"Brother Yao."

Seeing Lin Yao walk out, Teapot gets off the passenger seat and helps him open the rear door.

Lin Yao did not say a word, sat up and ordered: "Go to the Haidian District Street Office."

Zhao Guokang is not an ordinary person, and Yanjing is not a Hong Kong island. Lin Yao cannot do it himself, so he has to ask for help.

No one is more suitable than Nie Mingyu.

Nie Mingyu is an apparently a public security committee member of the Haidian District Street Office, but in fact he is a third-generation direct descendant of the Nie family in Yanjing.

As a member of the Nie family, it is too simple to find Zhao Guokang's camp. Just ask someone for advice, and he may not know everything himself.

Just so happens that Nie Mingyu begged him for something today, and it won’t seem sudden if he asks him back again.

"Hello, is Nie Mingyu here?"

When he arrived at the Haidian District Street Office, Lin Yao asked the old man who was guarding the door.

The old man looked at Lin Yao and asked without answering, "Who are you? What are you doing with Nie Mingyu?"

"My surname is Lin, and I am Nie Mingyu's friend. I have something to do with him." Lin Yao replied.

The old man said, "He has gone out and has been away for two hours and has never come back."

When Lin Yao heard this, he thought to himself: "Where did Nie Mingyu go? He got off the bus at the bank entrance and didn't go back to the street office?"

Unlike others, Nie Mingyu works in the street office just to deal with the old man at home, and the street office director dares not care about him at all.

After asking, the old man didn't know where Nie Mingyu was going, he just said that his things were still in the office and he would definitely have to come back tonight.

If you can't find someone, you can't do it if you don't have him, so you can only wait.

Lin Yao asked the teapot to buy a newspaper and sat in the car waiting for Nie Mingyu to come back.

This time I waited until after five o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing that the street office was about to get off work, Nie Mingyu came back in sweat.

"Mingyu!"

Lin Yao opened the car door and walked down. He came to ask for help. It was impossible for the old man to not get out of the car.

"Why are you sweating all over? You haven't taken a taxi?"

Lin Yao walked up and handed over the mineral water bought in the teapot.

Nie Mingyu wore sunglasses, took the mineral water and took a few sips, and breathed a sigh of relief: "When I was in the army, I had to run more than ten kilometers every day. After retirement, I didn't miss this habit. If I didn't run for a day, I would feel uncomfortable all over."

The leather shoes under my feet are covered in dust, and this is the first time that a master who runs in leather shoes has seen him.

I can also think of it with my toes. It’s almost the same if I don’t run for a day and I don’t have money to rent it out.

"If you don't talk about me, why are you here?"

Nie Mingyu said as he drank mineral water again and drank a whole bottle in one breath.

He didn't have the money to rent it out, and he didn't even have the money to buy a bottle of mineral water.

Lin Yao has to blame this.

If Lin Yao hadn't given him a Rolex, how could he pretend to let his friends see it inadvertently, and he would have been reluctant to treat him at the instigation of everyone.

Good guy, more than a dozen people eat him.

I had never eaten before, and ordered five bowls of braised pork alone, and ate more than a dozen yuan for him in one meal.

His monthly salary is only a few dollars. If he doesn't have to worry about his food, he should go to beg for food in the next half month.

"I really want you to have something to do."

Lin Yao changed to a serious look and said, "Do you know Zhao Guokang from CCB?"

"Zhao Guokang!"

Nie Mingyu thought about this name and nodded, "I've heard of it a little."

Lin Yao's eyes lit up and he asked, "Whose person is he?"

"Which is saying this?"

Nie Mingyu looked around and saw that it was time to get off work. There were many people coming and going in the street office.

If this is seen by someone with a heart, it will be very bad.

"Look at me, it's past five o'clock. Let's find a place with a good environment to eat and chat."

Lin Yao pointed to the car parked by the roadside and invited, "You choose the place."

"Wait..."

Nie Mingyu walked towards the street office without looking back.

"What are you doing?"

"Get something!"

Nie Mingyu is still so cool. In this beautiful society, people are handsome and do whatever they do.

When several girls who were off work saw each other, their eyes shone. If this was put in the future, they would probably have to go up to the trustworthy.

"Let's go..."

A few minutes later, Nie Mingyu took out a handbag and walked out.

He opened the car door and sat next to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao was about to call the driver to drive, but he didn't expect someone to rush out of it and shouted: "Mingyu, won't you ride your bicycle back tonight?"

Nie Mingyu's mouth twitched and he said coldly: "Don't ride."

"That happens that my bicycle was ridden by my wife. If you don't ride it back, why don't you lend it to me first, and I'll ride it for you tomorrow."

Nie Mingyu opened his mouth and said that the bicycle was his wife. Is that something that can be borrowed from?

But after looking at Lin Yao sitting next to him, Nie Mingyu swallowed back what he wanted to say and said calmly: "Okay."

What is the most important thing, face.

Lin Yao came by car, and there were special drivers to drive, so it was ugly enough to ride a bicycle to work by himself.

If you can’t bear to lend it, that’s a lot of shame.

People who don’t know think he can’t bear to leave his bicycle after seeing it.

"This is not far from your home. You can ride a bicycle for more than ten minutes at most. It's great to ride a bicycle to and from get off work every day."

Realizing Nie Mingyu's embarrassment, Lin Yao quickly found a way out for him.

Nie Mingyu is so proud that he always strives for the first place. Lin Yao knows that he doesn’t want to lose to himself, so he still has to give this little face.

"Where are we going to eat?"

Lin Yao was not familiar with the old Yanjing in the 1980s, so he handed over the choice to Nie Mingyu.

Nie Mingyu glanced at him and said calmly: "Old Mo!"

Lao Mo is the abbreviation of Yanjing people, and its full name is: Moscow Western Restaurant.

It was founded in 1954. Its early service targets were Soviet experts aiding China, officials stationed in China and intellectuals who returned from studying in Russia.

Lao Mo is famous because the consumption level here is very high.

It is a simple matter to eat a few dozen yuan for a meal. If you have a big meal, you can't stop it without a few hundred yuan.

Since the completion of Lao Mo, this Western restaurant located on the west side of the Yanjing Exhibition Hall complex has become synonymous with dignity and fashion.

Even in the 1980s, this halo did not fade.

The lowest possible person who can come here to have a meal is the child of a department-level chief official or higher-level official.

Ordinary people dare not think about it. In this era when business behavior is rare, eating a meal costs dozens of yuan, which is almost like crazy in the eyes of ordinary working families.

Nie Mingyu was determined to kill him, but Lin Yao didn't care.

In his opinion, taking Nie Mingyu to Lao Mo for a meal is like in the future when he invites a friend to drink a bowl of soy milk.

If Nie Mingyu likes it, he can treat him three meals a day.

Lamb chops, salmon, bread, foie gras, caviar, beef soup.

I ordered a big table and waited for Nie Mingyu to have fun eating and had a happy meal. Lin Yao continued to talk about it: "Who is Zhao Guokang?"

"The person above."

Nie Mingyu said vaguely while eating lamb chops.
To be continued...