Han Qing waved his hand: “Not necessary for the time being, have the people from Charlie’s family come over?”
"No, our people blocked them halfway. We have been transferred to four or five places since we boarded the ferry.
By the time they realized what was happening, we were already in Hong Kong."
Han Qing's heart suddenly twitched, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He covered his chest and breathed hard.
This frightened Xiao Li, and he took out the medicine from his arms in panic: "Master Han, Master Han, open your mouth..."
Han Qing had difficulty opening his mouth, and Xiao Li took a lot of effort to stuff the medicine into his mouth.
This is a medicine that was bought at a huge cost and must contain some unspeakable ingredients.
But there is no way, this disease is extremely painful.
Xiao Li felt distressed just watching this, let alone Han Qing who had personally experienced this session.
I remember one time, when he was on the run, Han Ye fell ill and several of his brothers were killed or injured before he managed to save the person.
The bottom floor of the cabin was already dark and damp, and when Mr. Han's illness flared up, the pain was horrible.
His face looked ferocious and there were bloody marks on the planks from his scratches.
You can imagine how painful it is.
It took Han Qing a long time to calm down, and he looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and whispered, "Master Han, shall I take you back to your residence to rest?"
Han Qing took a deep breath, as if to expel the pain: "Take me to Jing Group first, there are some things that need to be dealt with."
"But your body......"
Before he could finish his words, Han Qing interrupted him by waving his hand: "It's okay, drive."
The car was speeding along the road and neither of them noticed that there was a dark shadow standing at the corner where they had just parked.
Lu Zhiye didn't mean to eavesdrop on other people's privacy. Who told them not to close the windows tightly?
In addition, his mental strength and hearing ability are amazing, so even if someone doesn't want to hear something, he will force it into his ears.
There was a flash of deep thought in Lu Zhiye's eyes, and for a moment he was a little confused about the identity of this man.
Huo Jianjun, who was on the top floor of the Huo Group, had finally finished the things at hand and was reaching into his pocket to take out a cigarette when he touched a small envelope.
He opened the envelope and the photo came into view. Looking at the middle-aged man in the photo, Huo Jianjun's eyebrows flickered.
Huo Jianjun's hand holding the envelope trembled as he suddenly thought of something.
Oh boy, that's impossible?
At dinner time, Huo Jianjun came to Lu Zhiye's residence.
This place is Huo Jianguo's private residence, and he is usually afraid that the Huo family's brats will come over.
He didn't even hire a servant. This time when Lu Zhiye came, he happened to stay here, so it was quiet.
But the two of them were in trouble about eating. Huo Jianguo planned to go out to eat, but there were too many people watching them. Hong Kong is such a small city that you can run into acquaintances wherever you go.
All the greetings back and forth are really tiring.
Lu Zhiye was too lazy to deal with these people, so he prepared to come back and cook a couple of dishes.
Huo Jianguo held up the spoon happily, wanting to show off his skills.
What are the consequences?
Almost burned down the kitchen.
When Huo Jianjun arrived, Lu Zhiye was covering the pot with two wet towels.
Huo Jianguo's face was blackened by smoke and he sat on the steps in a somewhat resentful manner.
Seeing Huo Jianjun, he felt like he had found a life-saving straw: "Brother, brother, hey, you're here.
We both struggled for a while and didn’t even have time to eat…”
He spoke pitifully.
Lu Zhiye, who had just come out of the kitchen, said speechlessly, "It was you who took so long. The stupid things in the kitchen were not done by me."
"Hey, little Lu, how can you say that?
Who am I going into the kitchen for? Isn't it so that we can have a meal? "
Huo Jianjun was in a good mood watching the two people arguing. He felt as if all his fatigue had been relieved, as if he had just met two ordinary brothers at home.
Unlike the Huo family, who have 800 tricks in their minds and are all beating around the bush.
Huo Jianjun rolled up his sleeves and said to the two of them, "Let me take a seat. You guys go wait outside."
Lu Zhiye couldn't believe it. My goodness, the hot oil caught fire just now, and this ignorant second young master actually poured water on it.
Fortunately he discovered it in time, otherwise the whole kitchen would have caught fire.
The second son is in such a bad condition, he doesn’t believe that the eldest son can cook well.
After all, the Huo family has a nanny there, and according to Huo Jianguo, each building of the Huo family has its own chef.
There are 8 kitchen staff in one building.
So Lu Zhiye didn’t believe that a person who grew up in such a jar of molasses could really cook?
Lu Zhiye didn't know how to do it at first, but later, Wen Sihe was too busy taking care of the children.
Under his guidance, Lu Zhiye's cooking skills improved rapidly.
In Lu Zhiye’s proud words, smart people learn things quickly.
Lu Zhiye kicked them both out: "I'm afraid if you go to the kitchen again, we won't be able to eat the other chicken."
Huo Jianjun touched his nose awkwardly, thinking that it was not good to let Lu Zhiye work alone, and hurriedly said, “Then I will help you prepare the side dishes.
If you need anything, just tell me."
Huo Jianguo also came over happily: "I can peel garlic, peel skins, or do anything else, just tell me."
Lu Zhiye simply arranged a few things for them.
He chopped the chicken into small pieces and blanched it in boiling water.
They began to prepare the side dishes swiftly. The two brothers of the Huo family had just picked the garlic and vegetables.
Lu Zhiye has already cut all the side dishes.
Huo Jianguo swallowed and said, "Now I believe you can cook."
By the time the three dishes and a soup were served, Huo Jianguo's mouth was watering.
He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and said, "Let me have a taste. I always heard from my teacher that when he went to your house for dinner, your family's cooking skills were great.
See if you have learned their true teachings."
Huo Jianguo stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth with chopsticks. The chewy and tasty chicken was a feast for the eyes.
He didn't even bother to say anything and gave Lu Zhiye a thumbs up.
Huo Jianjun eats more elegantly. The nanny cooks here and there, and it is rare to have a big pot of food like this.
In the past, he always felt that dishes like this were not presentable; a hodgepodge of many ingredients mixed together that masked the taste of the food itself.
But now it seems that it tastes really good.
Huo Jianguo picked up the pickled cabbage in the pork vermicelli with some curiosity: "What is this?"
This was the pickled cabbage that Lu Zhiye took out from the space. He pretended not to care and said, "Just now I saw a small jar of pickled cabbage under your cupboard."
Huo Jianguo was a little confused: "Is there? Why don't I know?"
"I see that jar of pickled cabbage has been covered in dust for quite some time. Did you forget about it?"
Huo Jianguo scratched his head: "Could it be that Aunt Liu brought it here when we first moved here?"
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