After buying the dried tangerine peel, Chen Rou wandered back to the tea shop she had just visited.
She didn't actually know much about tea, but just like in her past life when she heard about civet coffee and, out of love for cats, she would spend 38 yuan to buy a cup to try, the female shop owner mentioned "duck poop fragrance" and she remembered it. Moreover, she had a feeling that the female shop owner's background was not simple, so she might as well ask around while buying tea.
But when she went back inside, she found that the pretty proprietress was not there, and there was only a girl with a rather ordinary appearance.
The girl stood up: "Hello, comrade, would you like some tea?"
Chen Rou took out two hundred yuan: "I want to buy some of your duck poop incense, the best kind."
The girl smiled: "You mean Phoenix Single Cong, right? But I'm sorry, Manager Qin of that tea company said it's not open to the public."
Song Yuanchao was quite quick-witted. He took out his business card and said, "Manager Qin, this is Ms. Qin Qianqian, the one who gave me this business card."
The girl nodded: "Yes."
After looking at Song Yuanchao's clothes again, he said, "If you know her, please call her directly to order."
Chen Rou asked, "Where did she go? Why isn't she in the store?"
The girl glanced behind her, then shook her head and said, "She must have gone to deliver goods; she's not here anyway."
Song Yuanchao thought for a moment, then took out five $100 bills and asked, "What if it's this much money? Would you sell it?"
These days in mainland China, both US dollars and Hong Kong dollars are stronger than RMB. The girl glanced back again, and it was clear that Manager Qin was behind her. Turning back, she said, "That's fine, but we can only sell two jin."
Chen Rou smiled and said, "But I want five catties of tea, what should I do?"
The girl kept looking behind them. After exchanging a glance, Chen Rou and Song Yuanchao basically guessed what was going on.
Sure enough, the girl said, "I'll give you two pounds first. You can leave your address for the rest, and our manager will try to get more stock. Once it's available, she'll personally deliver it to you."
Song Yuanchao was a little nervous, thinking that Chen Rou really wanted to leave her address.
Because he is a man, he understands men better, and he could see that Nie Rong's soul had been bewitched by Qin Qianqian.
If she were to deliver tea to his door again, Nie Rong might faint in a few days.
Fortunately, Chen Rou didn't leave an address, only saying, "Just pack two pounds for us, we can buy more later if we have the chance."
The girl went to the back and soon came out with two tin cans of tea, saying, "It's 800 yuan in total, but I'll take 100 US dollars from you. I'll pack it up for you right away."
Two cans of Phoenix cans cost only 800 yuan, which is an exorbitant price now, but it will be very cheap in the future.
Chen Rou went out the door, then suddenly stopped: "Strange."
Song Yuanchao also said, "I also feel something's a bit strange, do you think it might be..."
He always felt like someone was following him, but when he turned around, he didn't see anyone strange. What was going on?
The car they arrived in had already been driven away by Liang Lisheng, so they had to leave the market to catch a taxi.
As Chen Rou stepped out of the market, she turned around abruptly and saw the jacket she had seen in the alley earlier. It was tall and oversized, with a very well-tailored cut. However, she could only see its back, which was strange. She had a feeling that the person was following her.
But she never thought of Nie Zhao, because in her memory, Boss Nie had never worn a jacket.
Song Yuanchao was hailing a taxi when Chen Rou suddenly said, "Stop hailing!"
Song Yuanchao tensed up: "Is someone really following us?"
Chen Rou pointed to the roadside and said, "Look over there, it's Chef Chen's Sichuan cuisine. It's my hometown. Let's go try it."
She hadn't been here for over a year, and now there were Sichuan restaurants all over the street, so of course she had to try them.
Song Yuanchao was delighted when he saw it: "Let's go, let's try it."
Chen Rou smiled and said, "Your boss is great in every way, except he can't eat spicy food. When we go out for Sichuan food, it's just me eating alone. I'm afraid of wasting food, so I only order two dishes at most. But since you're here today, let's order four dishes."
Song Yuanchao laughed and said, "You underestimate me. Order five, and I'll clean up the mess after you finish eating them."
They chatted and laughed as they entered the Sichuan restaurant, while Mr. Nie, who had been sleazyly following them halfway, had no choice but to stop.
Looking back, I saw the boy from Taiwan drinking something through a small straw. He said, "I've seen you drinking all the way here. What is that?"
A Taiwanese man holding up a bottle reads: "Sun God Brain Tonic, specially formulated to nourish the brain."
Nie Zhao took it, looked at it, and then returned it: "You really need to work on your brain."
He then asked, "Has Xiao Juanjuan contacted you? How's it going with the police?"
Wan Daozai slapped his forehead and said, "Boss, please come with me. Let's go and see for ourselves."
Xiao Juanzi was unaware that her mother, Aunt Li, had passed away.
However, she is indeed at the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
The reason is that her sister-in-law, her two fat nephews, and Yan Qinfang have all been arrested by the New Territories police for smuggling methylamine. After the Taiwanese guy brought her to the mainland, he made her go to the police station under the pretext of seeing her sister to ask for the reason.
However, asking the reason was just a pretext; what Wan Daozai really wanted was for her to find out how the Guo family would handle the matter.
Xiao Juanzi didn't have a phone and just stayed in the police station's service hall, unable to find out anything more in-depth.
But Nie Zhao had already boasted to his wife that he was going to do something impressive.
Unfortunately, apart from his company subordinates, he didn't have any special connections in mainland China, and it wasn't convenient for him to get the military involved. So he not only used Taiwanese people, but even Xiao Juanzi became his clerk.
Wan Daozi drove to the Public Security Bureau, and shortly after parking, Xiao Juanzi ran out of the Public Security Bureau's courtyard.
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