Chatting and laughing, Du Kang and the other two finally had enough to eat and drink. The shop door downstairs was broken, so they called someone to come over and reinstall it. All of this was handled by the Old Zhao that Ran Jing mentioned.
"Hey, Jing Jing, I say, where did this Old Zhao come from? He's so resourceful. He came not even ten minutes after I called."
Weiwei lightly patted the newly installed tempered glass door. It was frosted with dark patterns and was of high class.
Du Kang leaned against the door with his arms crossed and nodded in agreement. "That's right, and he's a rich man. According to my professional eyes when I was working part-time, these two doors cost at least five or six thousand yuan."
"Holy sh * t, Jing Jing, you got a sugar daddy!"
Weiwei exclaimed in surprise. Even though she was a 1500-year-old big demon, she was still a female. She couldn't restrain her burning gossipy soul. Her little nose twitched, and she pulled Ran Jing's arm with a smirk. "I think I smell the smell of adultery. Don't you think so, Xiao Pang?"
"Yeah, I caught a cold recently, so I can't smell anything."
Du Kang touched his nose and wisely chose not to respond. Ran Jing couldn't do anything to Weiwei, but if she wanted to deal with him, it would be a piece of cake.
"Jing Jing, who is this Old Zhao?" Weiwei persistently asked.
Ran Jing pursed her lips and said, "Weiwei, it's not like you haven't met Old Zhao. He's Zhao Liwei. We spent time together on the mountain when we were young."
"Zhao Liwei?
We even stayed together … "Tilting her head slightly, she tried to recall the past. Suddenly, she slapped her forehead," Are you talking about that big fatty? That Zhao Liwei who is 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 160 kilograms? "Zhao Liwei was stunned.
"That's him. He's now the deputy director of the county police station. He's resourceful and has a bright future ahead of him."
Ran Jing said. At the same time, the phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was Zhao Liwei on the screen.
Ran Jing put a finger to her lips, signaling Weiwei and Du Kang not to speak. Then she picked up the phone and hung up.
After learning that the man who supported Ran Jing behind her was Zhao Liwei, Weiwei immediately lost interest. She put an arm around Ran Jing's shoulder and asked lazily, "Why did Old Zhao call you?"
"What could it be? I told him that you were here too, so he insisted on treating us to a meal. He said that he would drive over to pick us up in a while and asked us to get ready. So, are you coming?" Ran Jing turned around and asked Weiwei.
Weiwei's eyes lit up when she heard that they were going to eat for free. She was so happy that she almost jumped three times on the spot. She rubbed her hands together and said, "Go!
Why not?
Only an idiot wouldn't go for such a good thing. Little Fatty, don't you think so? "
"Well … Sister Chu," Du Kang frowned slightly and said awkwardly, "I won't go to the gathering of your old friends. I'll stay here and look after the store in case of any accidents."
"Accidents?
What accidents can happen? "
Weiwei jumped in front of Du Kang and said with her cheeks puffed up, "Besides, if something really happens and you stay in the store alone, what will you do?
That's not enough for me to worry about. "
"It's okay, Xiao Pang. I was going to introduce you to Old Zhao. We are all friends, and this dinner is part private and part business. I asked Old Zhao to help me investigate something." Ran Jing also took Du Kang's arm and insisted that he go with her.
"Okay, okay, I'll go now." Du Kang reluctantly agreed.
Du Kang was actually a person who liked to be in a crowd. However, it was best to have three to five bosom friends when it came to dinner. They could say anything and were not restrained. This was the kind of atmosphere he wanted. If he had invited Weiwei and Ran Jing, Du Kang would not have interfered with Old Zhao without any reason.
Weiwei and Ran Jing could be considered as old friends, but Du Kang was a stranger, and he was also the Deputy Chief of the Police Department. He could not be too deep into their relationship, but he could not be too shallow either. In short, it was very awkward.
Du Kang pulled Weiwei aside and asked Weiwei in a low voice if he could get a month's salary.
"Xiao Pang, what's the matter?"
Weiwei looked at the old man strangely. Although Weiwei was usually careless, she knew Du Kang very well. He did not smoke or drink. He only recharged his monthly card in the game and cooked his meals by himself. He spent very little money. There must be a reason why he suddenly asked her for money.
"Aren't we going out for dinner? I don't have much money with me."
"Didn't you say that Old Zhao will treat you?
What are you going to do with the money? "
"Sister Chu, you can't say that. Treating is treating. If something unexpected happens, having money in my pocket will make me feel more secure."
"Well, what you said makes sense. Hey, how much money do you have with you?"
"Well, this is all I have."
Du Kang opened his WeChat and saw that it was 5.21 yuan. Weiwei was a little embarrassed. She patted Du Kang on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Weiwei transferred 10,000 yuan to Du Kang and said that it was a month's salary. This month's salary would be paid next month.
Du Kang looked at the notification on his WeChat that showed that he had transferred 10,000 yuan. He swallowed hard and looked up at Weiwei. "Sister Chu, I!
10,000 yuan a month? "
"What? You think it's too little?
Xiao Pang, you have to know that you haven't passed the probation period yet. After three months, you will become a regular employee. At that time, your salary will increase. "Weiwei looked like a boss persuading a new employee.
"No … no!
Sister Chu, "Du Kang knew that Weiwei had misunderstood him, so he quickly explained," I know about the business in our store. 10,000 yuan a month is enough for our store to make a profit for two or three months. "
"Hey, that's what you mean. I thought it was too little." Weiwei smiled and put her arm around Du Kang's shoulder. She said in a very sociable manner, "Just do it. If we relied on the small income from the convenience store, we would have starved to death long ago."
"Okay."
Du Kang thought about it and felt relieved. Weiwei could earn tens of thousands of yuan every time she opened the door. He heard from Yang Kangle that this was a friendship price. If it was a personal matter, it would depend on Weiwei's mood. When she was in a good mood, she could do it for free. When she was in a bad mood, she could do it for hundreds of thousands of yuan.
At this time, Ran Jing waved at Weiwei and Du Kang, saying that Old Zhao was here. Looking out through the glass door, a black BMW stopped in front of the door. The door opened, and a tall, thin, handsome young man got out of the car. He had short hair, black suit pants, and a casual shirt. He wasn't very handsome, but he was very pleasing to the eye.
"Jing Jing, this is Old Zhao!" Weiwei's eyes widened. She pointed at the young man and turned to look at Ran Jing.
Ran Jing smiled faintly. She had an expression that said, "I knew you would react like this." She raised her hand and pressed down Weiwei's finger that was pointing at Old Zhao. "You were shocked too, right? When I first met him, you had the same reaction. Let's go. We can talk on the way."
The three of them went out. Du Kang turned around and locked the door. He arrived a step later than Weiwei and Ran Jing. Old Zhao and the two of them were talking and laughing together. When Du Kang suddenly walked over, Old Zhao couldn't help but be stunned. However, he covered it up in an instant. He smiled and nodded at Du Kang. He asked Ran Jing who Du Kang was.
"His name is Du Kang. You can call him Xiao Pang. He's my friend. What's wrong, Old Zhao? Can't you bring him along?" Weiwei frowned slightly.
Old Zhao's eyes flickered twice. He quickly waved his hand and explained, "Sister Weiwei, you're treating me like an outsider. To put it bluntly, you watched me grow up. There's no need to differentiate between us. Your friend is naturally my friend. I can't wait to welcome him. Please, get in the car. I've booked a room at Drunken Immortal Restaurant. Let's not go home until we're drunk."
"As expected of someone in the officialdom. He can steer according to the wind and has the ability to not show his emotions. He's really perfected."
Du Kang sat in the back seat and looked at Zhao Liwei, who was chatting with Ran Jing and laughing heartily from time to time. He paid more attention to this person in his heart.
The car soon stopped in front of an antique restaurant near the city center. The outside was decorated in a retro style with carved beams and painted rafters. A series of big red lanterns were hung on the left and right sides. On the lanterns, there were big characters written with a golden brush. The first couplet was: Entering the restaurant, smelling the aroma, forgetting to leave. Half a lifetime is hard to find a beautiful flower. The second couplet was: Leaving the restaurant, thinking about it again.
The second couplet was: Drunken Immortal Restaurant. It was carved with iron brush and silver hook. It was obviously the handwriting of a master. It was definitely not the handwriting of today's computer.
"As the saying goes, the Son of Heaven doesn't come to the boat when he is called. He calls himself the Mortal Wine Immortal."
Zhao Liwei got out of the car, looked up at the plaque on the lintel, and said casually. He turned his head to look at Du Kang intentionally or unintentionally.
"Haha..." Du Kang got out of the car, turned around, and took Weiwei's little hand to get out of the car. Naturally, he saw Zhao Liwei looking at him. He secretly sneered in his heart and said in a clear voice, "Brother, what you said is really elegant. But it's hard to say whether the intention of the drunken man is in the wine or not."
"Brother, you must be joking. Please."
Zhao Liwei couldn't lose his temper on the spot because of his status. He took the lead and led the way. The four of them filed into Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
A girl in cheongsam led the way and took the four of them directly to the door of the innermost private room on the second floor. Then she left with a polite smile.
"Please come in."
Zhao Liwei pushed the door in a gentlemanly manner and stretched out his hand to invite them in. Weiwei and Ran Jing went first, and Du Kang followed closely behind. Zhao Liwei just smiled and didn't take it seriously. He turned his hand and closed the door of the private room. Seeing everyone sitting down, he sat down in the lower position, looking like he was ready to serve dishes and water at any time.
"This Zhao Liwei is really humble."
Du Kang sat close to Weiwei and looked at Zhao Liwei, who always had a smile on his face. He only felt that this person was not simple. He couldn't help but use the Qi-watching method he learned from the booklet to look at the top of Zhao Liwei's head.
There were two bright lamps on his shoulders and a raging fire on top of his head. The most peculiar thing was that there were two indigo rays of light rushing out from his temples, shining brightly like a pair of curved horns.
"Damn, brilliant horn. This Zhao Liwei will definitely become a great minister in the future. Oh my, no wonder he has such a bearing. Amazing, amazing."
Du Kang was surprised, but he didn't show it on his face. He just looked indifferent and didn't say a word. He just did his duty as the host.
Compared to Du Kang's silence, the two girls, Ran Jing and Weiwei, who were familiar with Zhao Liwei, became familiar with each other after a few words. They talked and laughed and talked about their experiences in recent years. Some sighed, some laughed, and some sighed. In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.
"Hey, Old Zhao, didn't you say that you found some clues about the thing I asked you to do?
Bring it to me quickly. There's not much time left. Once the thing inside comes out, it will be difficult. "Ran Jing knocked on the glass table twice and finally got to the point.
"Ah, I almost forgot if you didn't mention it. I'm so happy to see you guys."
Zhao Liwei said as he took out a USB flash drive and threw it over. Ran Jing caught it and looked at it, "Is this it?"
"This is only a part of it. There is a lot of information that needs to be retrieved from the county archives, and photocopies are not allowed. This is all the information I can collect. Ah, and this."
Zhao Liwei said as he threw a badge over. "This is a temporary work permit. It can let you enter the archives."
"Thanks."
Ran Jing put the hard drive and badge into a small bag, rubbed her hands and said, "Old Zhao, you are a high-ranking official. Today, we have a reunion, so you have to spend a lot of money, right?"
Zhao Liwei smiled and shook his head, "Sister Jing, it's not that I'm stingy. You have this brother, and I'm not stingy at all. It's just that if Sister Weiwei eats to her heart's content, it won't be enough even if I move the market here."
"Hey, Old Zhao is talking about you."
Ran Jing used her elbow to poke Weiwei's arm, and Weiwei's eyes suddenly widened. She slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and put one foot on the stool. She pointed at Zhao Liwei's nose, "Hey, did you forget that I chased you all over the mountain when you were a child? You dare to talk about me? Do you believe that I will slap you back to Mao Mountain?"
"Hahaha, I'm so scared. Sister Weiwei, sit down quickly. The dishes will be served soon. It's not good to let others see."
"Hmph, I won't punish you for the sake of the dishes." Weiwei rubbed her little nose with her thumb and sat down domineeringly.
Du Kang saw all of this, and naturally, he could see that the three of them had a good relationship. He increasingly felt that he was a little unnecessary, and he couldn't get a word in, so he could only spin the chopsticks in his hand around his fingertips.
"Xiao Pang, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you saying a word?" Weiwei sat down and saw Du Kang's expression, and asked curiously.
"Ah, nothing, I'm just thinking about something."
Du Kang didn't want to spoil the other's mood because of him, so he casually said a perfunctory sentence. He originally thought that it would be over, but he didn't expect Zhao Liwei to take over and ask, "Brother, what are you thinking about? Tell me. As long as I can be of use to you, I won't say a word."
"I can be of use to you, so hurry up and leave!"
Du Kang definitely couldn't say what he was thinking in his heart. He frowned, sighed softly, and said, "You don't know, but we have already fought with the red-robed ghost king in the second old dormitory. She is very scary, and according to Sister Jing, it is very likely that there is something even more powerful. I'm afraid we are not its opponent."