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Chapter 82 No good feast

Axia, who was stepping on the waves, seemed to have many worries. She turned quietly and looked at Lei Luo who was chatting with Zhou Wenqiang several times.

She didn't understand why Luo Ge's worries were getting worse and worse recently. When his father blocked their relationship, Luo Ge smiled brighter than the sun every day. He always said to her, 'Axia, we will definitely be together, no one can stop us!'

At that time, she and Luo Ge were very poor. Even when they went to watch a movie, they had to raise money for two people. Now that Luo Ge is rich, his father always smiled flatteringly in front of him.

However, Luo Ge's smile on his face became less and less. He was either in the police station or in the factory every day.

If it were half a year ago, Luo Ge would have rushed over and held his hand and rushed towards the biggest wave. Even if his clothes were wet, he would not be afraid.

But now...

Axia stopped and looked at Lei Luo blankly, her eyes slightly red.

If possible, she would rather go back time, rather Luo Ge still had the same military uniform, pointing to the can of saving money every day and say to her, "Axia, I saved another fifty yuan this month, and we will be able to rent a bigger house in a few years...'

Lei Luo did not notice Axia's abnormality at all, but just stared at Zhou Wenqiang tightly, waiting for him to tell him the opportunity he had been looking forward to.

Zhou Wenqiang's eyes flashed over Axia's body in the distance and sighed softly: "Aluo, I once said that if you want to live better and do a bigger business in this era, you need a strong identity.

So I want to be a sand show, an inspector, or even an inspector, General Hua!

But this is my path, are you sure you want to take this path?”

As a time traveler, Zhou Wenqiang has his own dreams, but he does not think he has the power to let Lei Luo pay for his dreams; the system is always illusory, and the people in front of him are the most real. If Lei Luo shakes his head, even if the main task of the system will pause, he doesn't care.

People cannot live because of a system, let alone without the main task, aren't there still random tasks?

As a friend, Zhou Wenqiang did not want to guide Lei Luo intentionally in order to complete the system tasks, and would rather give him the opportunity to choose.

Unless Lei Luo did something he didn't want to see, waking him up would be a matter of the friends.

Lei Luo still didn't look back at Axia: "Aqiang, I also have my own ideals, and I also want to be the Inspector of General Hua!"

"Okay, in fact, since you quietly increased the production of herbal tea without explaining it to me in advance, I should understand your choice."

Zhou Wenqiang patted Lei Luo on the shoulder: "I respect your choice. Aluo, you should take the initiative to apply to Meiwo, the island.

Outside the Hongmen forces, there are several small names for Hakka people, Chaozhou people and Hong Kong Island natives. The environment is very chaotic, but the more chaotic you have, the more chance you have.

I believe that with your ability, you should not get the chance to get a promotion in too long.

You are already a model for the mission. As long as you make new contributions, even if Fu Sir wants to suppress you, he may not be able to suppress you."

He actually didn't say everything. There is indeed a great opportunity for the off-island Meiwo. It originally belonged to Chen Zhichao, the stinky king, but this future 'generation hero' is still fishing in Pofulin Pond. This opportunity is better for Lei Luo than for others.

Moreover, if his ability is not enough, this opportunity will only turn into "bad luck". After all, he is optimistic about Lei Luo's ability.

"Outside the island plum woo?"

Lei Luo's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he made a decision after only a few seconds: "A Qiang, I will apply for transfer to the offshore island tomorrow!"

"Remember what I said. If you encounter something difficult, remember not to do it recklessly, learn to borrow strength!"

Zhou Wenqiang thought about it, but still couldn't help but remind Lei Luo: "Just like I deal with Fan Tingsun Shi, and my speech at the awards conference also caused the news and public opinion to unanimously attack the local dragon?

Aluo, this is leveraging power!

Okay, Axia has been to the beach for a long time, are you so relieved? Go and accompany her quickly. I have a dinner party today, so let's go first."

***

Zhou Wenqiang invited Yan Tong, a famous cunning person, to dinner.

The place for the meal is Fulinmen, a famous "rich hotel" in Hong Kong. This hotel was founded in the early 1940s and has been prosperous. It is known as the canteen of Hong Kong rich people. The top ten rich people in Hong Kong often come and go.

Liu Luanxiong, a famous "female star killer", spent millions of Hong Kong dollars every year to eat at this restaurant alone.

Fulinmen’s Cantonese cuisine is known as the number one in Hong Kong, and Zhou Wenqiang has been famous for a long time. He just took this opportunity to treat him to try it.

The menus were ordered in advance, including "crab meat stewed tiger wings", "chatian duck", "old chicken soup, three-head abalone", "steamed mouse spots", and the essential honey sauce, char siu and "Fulin soup".

This soup should not be ordered in advance, and it will be whatever you catch up. Zhou Wenqiang is very lucky. Today's "Fulin Liang Soup" is lily pig's feet soup. Although it is made of pig's feet, it boils nine times. Skim off the upper layer of white oil full of cholesterol, which is a good soup for health and appetizing.

Since it was a 'consolation', Zhou Wenqiang naturally arrived about ten minutes in advance. Unexpectedly, Yan Tong came earlier than him. When he saw him walking into the private room, he immediately stood up and said, "Wenqiang, you are too polite. Just for the two of us to eat, why are we order so many dishes to cook?

There are also three-headed abalone. To be honest, I just heard of this dish..."

You are paralyzed, you just heard that? I'm afraid you have eaten a lot of double-headed abalone?

Zhou Wenqiang cursed in his stomach, but there was sympathy on his face. He held Yan Tong's hands tightly and said, "Old Yan, thank you for your hard work!

I know everything, although you have achieved the sand show, you are still clean and honest!

But when it comes to handling cases, who is the Hong Kong and Kowloon police dares to say that they work harder than your Lao Yan?

That's going deep into the Kowloon City Village to capture criminals. I think you are simply a "lost hero" and my fellow disciple!

I won’t say anything anymore. Lao Yan, after doing this glass of wine, we will be good brothers from now on, and we will have good brothers who will not be in this life and in the next life!”

"Hey, Wen Qiang, you know me!

You are simply my confidant!

I won’t say it anymore, I’ll do it!”

Yan Tong clinked Zhou Wenqiang with excitement, drank the wine in the glass, looked up at Zhou Wenqiang, but he was very suspicious: "This kid suddenly invited me to dinner, I'm afraid there was no good banquet. Could it be that he knew that Mr. Liu and I were the masterminds behind the scenes?

So what if you know?

If you can't catch the terrestrial dragon in one day, there is no evidence. What can you do to me?"

"Lao Yan, there is nothing else to invite you to dinner today. I just admire your character and want to make friends with you!

Come on, try this steamed mouse spot... To be honest, Lao Yan, I still have some experience with eating. If you eat these four dishes, you have to start with mouse spots.
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