Congcong drove the car, and Mi Feilai and Yang Xueyi were going to sit in the back seat.
But the girl pushed him and he sat in the passenger seat, while the girl and Yang Xueyi sat in the back seat.
Thinking that the girl was her former boss, Yang Xueyi became nervous.
Mi Fei, on the other hand, was able to remain calm when facing Congcong and the girl because of her past experiences.
Since we were not familiar with each other, the atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward, but the girl quickly livened up the atmosphere.
Congcong didn't participate much in their conversation while driving, but the girl quickly understood the specific situation of Yang Xueyi and Mi Fei at school.
I know which school they are in, what major they are in, and how old they are.
The girl calmly inquired about Mi Fei's family situation.
When talking about her family, Mi Fei looked a little gloomy.
"I'm from Hai City." She didn't want to say more.
The girl was a smart person. She didn't ask any further questions and changed the topic to another one.
The reason she was able to run such a large club was not just due to her family connections, but also because she was smart and had high emotional intelligence.
It can be said that he knows a lot of people in both the black and white worlds.
That's why we were able to find Yang Xueyi so quickly.
Time flies so fast when we are chatting.
Finally found the address Mi Fei mentioned.
This is a small courtyard house in an alley.
Congcong and the native girl, who had lived in the capital for many years, didn't even know that there was a nice private restaurant hidden here.
It’s not because they look down on the restaurant because of its low quality.
Just by entering the courtyard and looking at the surrounding layout, Congcong and Yatou knew that this small restaurant was not simple.
As soon as Mi Fei entered, she greeted an old man who was practicing Tai Chi in the yard.
"Grandpa Chen, I brought some friends over for dinner. They helped me a lot, so please take the trouble to cook a few dishes for us."
The old man practicing Tai Chi stopped, looked at them carefully, and nodded.
"For your sake, girl, please come in."
When they went in, they saw there was only one dining table in the living room.
If you don’t know, you wouldn’t know that this place can host guests for dinner, and you would think it’s someone’s home.
"By the way, do you have any food taboos?" Mi Fei asked quickly.
Congcong and the girl both shook their heads.
Neither of them grew up in a pampered environment, and even though they became rich later, they were not picky about food.
Mi Fei breathed a sigh of relief, then went to find tea in the room, running around like a waiter.
The four of them sat there waiting. The girl looked around the furnishings in the room and asked curiously.
"Is this place really open on weekdays?" She didn't see any sign of business at all.
Mi Fei chuckled. "It's open, but it's mostly just people we know who come. Grandpa Chen probably cooks for us eight or nine times a month."
Haha, he only does it a few times a month, which is even more capricious than those private restaurants. It can be seen that this old man follows his heart and only does what he wants to do without expecting to make money.
But as long as the food tastes good, the worse it tastes, the more people look forward to it.
The girl has already made up her mind that if the food here is not good, she will have to make friends with Mi Fei. Maybe she can bring people here to eat in the future.
On the side, Yang Xueyi asked in a low voice.
"Mi Fei, I've never heard you mention this place before. Is it okay for me to treat you here?"
Yang Xueyi came from a poor family. Even though she had worked hard to get into a famous university, her experience was still limited. She could not see the heritage of this courtyard house. She just felt that this place was not a place to eat, and was afraid that Congcong and the others would feel neglected.
Mi Fei whispered to comfort her. "Don't worry, Grandpa Chen is a great cook."
Grandpa Chen is the direct descendant of a famous chef.
There are people who used to cook for state banquets, but they have long since stopped doing it.
After that, I just do whatever I want and cook when I feel like it.
Because of her family connections, Mi Fei had known this old man since she was a child.
This time she felt that Congcong and Yatou had been of great help. She also realized that these two were not short of money and would not necessarily be happy no matter how expensive the restaurant they treated them to was.
After thinking about it, I decided to go to Grandpa Chen's place.
Even she ate Grandpa Chen's dishes more often when she was a child, and she rarely ate them after she grew up.
Thinking of Grandpa Chen’s cooking skills, she almost swallowed her saliva because she was a little hungry.
The girl thought this place looked mysterious, and she wondered how complicated and precious the ingredients of the dishes cooked by the chef must be.
Jie Yu called Mi Fei to serve the dishes. Mi Fei ran out happily and came back with dishes that were very homely.
After running back and forth several times, they put five dishes and a soup on the table.
The portions of the dishes were medium, and each person had a bowl of rice.
"That's it, let's eat."
Yatou and Congcong both picked up the dishes closest to them. As soon as they put the dishes in their mouths, they knew the true nature of Mr. Chen.
Being able to make delicious dishes with precious ingredients, or making rare and troublesome dishes for ordinary people, is not considered a big deal.
Over the years, the two of them have tried all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, and from various cuisines.
It may not be easy to make ordinary home-cooked dishes have such a memorable taste.
This old man Chen is no simple man.
Because of Mr. Chen, Congcong and the girl all felt that Mi Fei had become mysterious.
Mi Fei started eating happily.
They came here just for the sake of courtesy, but now Congcong and Yatou have also whetted their appetites and are starting to taste the food seriously.
On the other side, Sun Junsheng also rushed to the Public Security Bureau.
As soon as he woke up, he called his friend.
Otherwise, even if he explained that he was Sun Baoxin's father, the police would not let him see his son so easily.
His friend quickly came out of the police station.
The two went outside to talk.
"What kind of trouble did our Baoxin get into?" Sun Junsheng asked anxiously.
"Kidnapping, illegal imprisonment, and organized gambling. Junsheng, your Baoxin has a criminal record. Although none of his previous crimes were serious, this one is different. Add to that his criminal record, and the situation is seriously bad."
Sun Junsheng lit a cigarette irritably.
"Has my guy come yet?"
"I'm notifying you directly. Your family member may not know yet. Your Baoxin is an adult and can be responsible for his own actions. The bureau will not notify your family directly." Ahem, unless it's a special case like identifying a corpse.
"Can I meet Baoxin?"
"I'm afraid it won't work this time. I'm telling you so you can figure out a solution quickly."
"I see. Thank you, Lao Li. I'll remember this favor."
Since his friends had said so, Sun Junsheng knew better and stopped making things difficult for them. Since he couldn't see his son, there was no point for him to stay in the police station at this moment.
Just by hearing the charges, I knew what my son had done this time was serious, so I had to discuss it with my wife.
When he called Li Huiru to tell her, she thought her husband was joking.
When she realized her husband was serious, she dropped her phone.
Sun Junsheng had made an appointment to go home to discuss something. When he was about to drive home, he thought about what he was about to do but was interrupted, so he decided to get his things first and then go home.
Anyway, my son will definitely not be rescued for a while, so it doesn’t matter if I wait a little longer.
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