When the fat man heard this, he pushed Wuxie's hand away and pointed at it, "Oh no, no, it's right here!"
Following the fat man's finger, Wuxie searched for a long time and finally found two small dots, which were the tattoos that the fat man mentioned.
Wu Xie stretched out his hand and made a 'a little bit' gesture, saying, "That's just a little bit and you call it a tattoo?!"
The fat man slammed the table and argued, "Do you know how painful it is to get a tattoo? Can anyone dare to get one?"
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Zhang Qiling's hands paused while washing the dishes. Wuxie and the fat man looked at Zhang Qiling at the same time, and Zhang Qiling also looked at them. Silence was better than words at this time.
The fat man raised his eyebrows, changed the subject, and said to Wuxie: "When you and Chuan'er were away, I took good care of my brother, didn't I, my brother?"
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in Zhang Qiling's bowl. Zhang Qiling raised his head to look at the fat man, then lowered his head and ate in silence.
"I say, just leave Yuncai in Banai, don't worry?" Wuxie asked.
The fat man took a sip of tea and said, "You have to be at ease even if you're worried. This trip is probably going to be a dangerous one, so it's not convenient for Yuncai to come along. After we're done, I'll take Yuncai to the capital to study."
Wu Xie nodded and sighed, "That's right. This time we have to go to the Crescent Hotel to find the buyer of that Yangshi Lei. I don't know what will happen next."
"It just so happens that Chuan'er also said he wanted to go there. Let's go buy some clothes after dinner. Otherwise, we may not even be able to get into the Crescent Hotel." said the fat man.
"Is it that exaggerated? Didn't we get in just like that last time we went there?" Wuxie asked nonchalantly while eating his food.
The fat man snorted and laughed, saying, "This Xinyue Hotel is not like Liulichang. They are a big hotel with an auction business license. Besides, it was Xiaochuan who took us in last time. It's different."
After dinner, Wuxie and Fatty took Zhang Qiling to a clothing store to pick out a suit. The three of them took a taxi to the Crescent Hotel, where they saw a bunch of luxury cars parked at the door and a long red carpet laid out.
The three people walked up the red carpet and onto the stairs, but were stopped at the door because they didn't have an invitation.
When they heard the word "invitation", Wuxie and Fatty looked at each other, with stiff but decent fake smiles on their faces.
As if noticing the three people's embarrassment, the attendant at the door reminded them, "If you don't have an invitation letter, a bank authorization proving your assets is also acceptable."
The fat man uttered an "oh" and walked aside. With his back to the servant, he lowered his sunglasses and looked at Wuxie. Wuxie felt embarrassed by the fat man's gaze and whispered, "Why are you looking at me? My bank account has long been in negative equity."
The fat man pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm a famous spender at the Shibali Inn. I never leave money overnight."
As he spoke, the fat man turned his gaze to Zhang Qiling who was standing beside him and said to Wuxie, "How about... leave the young man here."
Wu Xie twitched his lips. "An old man... with incomplete memories?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qiling took out two black cards from his jacket pocket and handed them out. The fat man instantly became tough. He took one black card and handed it to the waiter at the door, put the other in his pocket, and said domineeringly: "The password is the last six digits of the card number, swipe it at will!"
Wu Xie looked at them in surprise, and only asked after they entered the Crescent Hotel, "Where did you get the black card, little brother?"
The fat man snorted with pride, adjusted his sunglasses and said, "This is the pocket money Chuan'er gave me. The other one was picked up by the two of us when we were hoeing the fields. It belongs to Hua'er Ye."
After telling Wuxie the whole process, Zhang Qiling dug out a wallet from the ground. The fat man saw that it should be Huaerye's, so he said that he would keep it for him and return it to Huaerye when he returned to the capital. Unexpectedly, the fat man tried to pull the card out of Zhang Qiling's hand for a long time but failed, and even fell down. Then Zhang Qiling put the card away.
As he was speaking, the waiter came back with the card, respectfully handed the black card back to the fat man, and invited them into the restaurant.
Ji Huaichuan, who was on his way, received an authorization call from the bank. He licked his back teeth with a smile. His baby had arrived at the Crescent Hotel...
After entering the Crescent Hotel, the waiter brought the menu as soon as he sat down. The fat man carefully opened it, took off his sunglasses and exclaimed, "It hasn't changed at all..."
Wu Xie turned around and glanced at the menu, then whispered, "That's true."
Zhang Qiling looked at the two of them, a little confused, but still sat there obediently. He wanted to wait for Xiaochuan to come over.
Tingnu, who was far away, heard the sound, raised his head to look at Wuxie and the others, and saw a familiar face. He tapped the edge of the table with his pen, motioning the waiter next to him to come over.
The waiter took the hint and walked over to Wuxie and the others' table. He asked with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, is it still the same as before?"
Zhang Qiling looked up at the waiter and nodded slightly. The waiter smiled and left again.
The fat man chuckled at the waiter's attitude and said, "You really have to use face recognition to get in here!"
As he was speaking, he turned around and saw Jie Yuchen. The fat man quickly turned around and called Wuxie in a low voice, "Alarm, alarm, your creditor is one meter away from you."
Wuxie suddenly turned around and saw Jie Yuchen standing beside him, looking at him with a smile on his face. Wuxie immediately put on a smile. The fat man stood up attentively and pulled out a chair for Jie Yuchen and invited him to sit down. As soon as Jie Yuchen sat down, the dishes he had ordered came up one after another.
"Oh, you guys are so generous. Have you made a fortune?" Xie Yuchen teased.
The fat man took out a black card from his pocket and placed it in front of Jie Yuchen. "Hey, it's back to its rightful owner. We all rely on face recognition to get in here."
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, the waiter came over and said to Jie Yuchen, "Master Huaer, your private room is ready."
Xie Yuchen raised his hand and signaled the waiter to leave. After the waiter left, Xie Yuchen asked, "What are you doing here?"
Wu Xie said, "I found a copy of Style Lei, and a buyer wanted to buy it, so he asked me to come here."
"Yangshi Lei... I know who the buyer is." Xie Yuchen smiled slightly.
"Xiaohua, how did you know...!"
Wuxie was about to ask excitedly, but was interrupted by Jie Yuchen, "Wuxie, there are some things you shouldn't say in Xinyue Hotel."
Wuxie had no choice but to give up, and then he heard a mean voice coming from behind him.
"Young Master San!"
A thin man with a slightly bald head and wearing a Zhongshan suit walked in from the door, followed by two tall bodyguards in black.
The fat man glanced back and whispered, "Liulisun, he is a trendsetter in the Beijing cultural relics circle, but he can't compare with Boss Shen."
Xie Yuchen snorted coldly and said, "Isn't he just a dealer of broken beads?"
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