Perhaps it was because he missed Lin Wanqing in his heart that at noon the next day, Lin Xiaotian took Guishou back to the restaurant where he had dined two days ago.
Guishou's expression suddenly became extremely intense, and he called out that something was going on.
Lin Xiaotian, however, behaved calmly and walked into the hotel calmly.
Seeing Lin Xiaotian walk in, Lin Wanqing was visibly startled, then she bit her lip and walked over on her own initiative.
She blushed and asked in a low voice: "Gentlemen, do you want a private room or a lobby?"
"Box" Lin Xiaotian looked at the little girl in front of him with great interest and chuckled: "But what I'm more interested in is why you knew you had the wrong person and still asked for my phone number.
You can't be as handsome as me.
It makes your heart flutter.”
Lin Wanqing groaned, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, and said urgently: "Mr.
Lin Lin, don't talk nonsense, how could I like you?"
"Oh, so you hate me?"
Lin Xiaotian couldn't help teasing her when he saw her shy look.
"No, I don't hate you."
Lin Wanqing became increasingly flustered.
"If you don't hate me, you just like me.
Just say so."
Lin Xiaotian smiled.
"It's not that you like me, and it's not that you hate me."
Lin Wanqing was about to cry.
Lin Xiaotian laughed: "Okay, don't be nervous, I'm just teasing you, but if you really want to tell me something, come to the box to find me in a minute."
"Yeah" Lin Wanqing nodded hesitantly, feeling as if her face had been cooked, red and hot.
Just as Lin Wanqing led Lin Xiaotian and Guishou towards the box, there was a burst of noise in the hall.
"Cao Nima's food can make you feel bad when you eat it.
This is how your restaurant does business."
A bald man showed his fierce look and smashed the wine glass on the ground.
Lin Xiaotian turned around and looked slightly surprised.
This was the territory of Yehai Yiba Longxiang Group Long Sihai, and someone actually dared to cause trouble here.
As the front desk of the hotel, Lin Wanqing was responsible for mediating conflicts in the hotel.
When she saw this, she immediately said sorry to Lin Xiaotian, and then hurried to the bald man.
"Sorry, sir, if there is a problem with our food, you can tell me and I will help you solve it satisfactorily."
Lin Wanqing bent down and asked about the situation respectfully and carefully.
"I'm telling you."
The bald head flew up and kicked Lin Wanqing down, then spat: "Who do you think you are, what qualifications do you have to talk to me and ask your manager to speak out?"
This kick was not light.
Lin Wanqing's body knocked over two tables and she couldn't stand up for a long time.
Lin Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he made a move to walk towards the bald head.
Although he still doesn't know the relationship between Lin Wanqing, a little girl, and him, but he dares to hit her in front of him, and his bald head has already touched Lin Xiaotian's inverse scales.
The ghost hand grabbed Lin Xiaotian's arm and said urgently: "Brother Tian, don't do anything yet.
The person next to the bald head is Ruan Qin."
Lin Xiaotian was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction pointed by the ghost hand.
There were nine people sitting at the table with the bald head.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous suit who looked strong and confident.
He was the two overlords of Yehai Province mentioned by the defender intelligence personnel.
One is the black-faced tiger Ruan Qin.
Lin Xiaotian was curious that a person with such a distinguished status as Ruan Qin actually started making trouble in this hotel.
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Seeing Lin Xiaotian's muscles relax, Guishou breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to help Lin Wanqing who had fallen on the ground.
Lin Wanqing's pretty face turned pale and she clutched her lower abdomen in pain.
Only after seeing the ghost hand helped Lin Wanqing out, did the colleagues around her dare to gather around and take care of her.
At this time, a man who looked like a lobby manager walked up to Ruan Qin's desk and said politely: "Mr.
Ruan, your status is respected, so don't make things difficult for us little people."
Ruan Qin tapped his fingers on the table, shook his head with his eyes closed, and ignored the lobby manager. snap The bald man slapped the lobby manager on the face and yelled: "Why the hell are you talking to Mr.
Ruan?
Do you think Mr.
Ruan is compassionate and won't deal with you?
He is kind-hearted and I am cruel.
If you don't give me anything today, Just give me an explanation and I will destroy your hotel.”
Half of the lobby manager's face was swollen purple, and his arms were shaking with anger, but he didn't dare to resist at all.
Who in Yehai Province doesn’t know that Ruan Qin is a black-faced tiger with the cruelest heart.
If he dares to stab Ruan Qin in front of him, he will be poured into cement to build a building tomorrow.
At this moment, a clear voice came from the second floor of the hotel.
"Mr.
Ruan, your men are very majestic.
You dare to beat my people in my hotel?"
Following the sound, a middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit and twisting Buddhist beads slowly walked down the stairs on the second floor.
This man was very powerful, and everyone in the hotel subconsciously became silent as soon as he appeared.
Even the arrogant bald man's eyes twitched, and he did not dare to continue to be arrogant.
Ruan Qin opened his eyes and said in a flamboyant tone: "Boss Long, you are not the one doing this in the catering industry.
I came to your restaurant to eat, and I actually ate a piece of hair.
Are you deliberately trying to kill me?"
"Haha, my hotel is run honestly and this kind of situation will never happen.
Could it be that Mr.
Ruan's staff accidentally dropped his hair into the dishes?"
Long Sihai said calmly.
When Gui Shou heard Long Sihai's words, he burst into laughter.
This Long Sihai was a bit interesting.
Is Ruan Qin's men wearing hair in their mouths?
Ruan Qin raised his eyebrows: "I heard that Boss Long has been fasting and chanting Buddhist scriptures recently.
It seems that he still has no moral integrity today.
Could it be that Boss Long has not studied enough and does not know Buddhist scriptures?
Do you want me to introduce some teachers who can read Chinese characters to Boss Long?
ah" Long Sihai was born as a thug and had never read much.
This aspect has always been a taboo for him.
But Ruan Qin chose to click this way, which was clearly a provocation.
"Then thank you Mr.
Ruan for your kindness.
I will reciprocate the kindness.
Then I will also introduce you to a few doctors, Mr.
Ruan, so that one day, Mr.
Ruan, you will have a headache, brain fever, broken hands and feet, and no place to treat you."
Long Sihai twisted the beads and said with squinted eyes. .
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"Humph, my body is so strong that I want to cut off my hands and feet.
I want to kill him first."
Ruan Qin's voice was cold.
"You have to rely on these useless subordinates of yours to kill people.
They don't dare to breathe in front of me.
I'm afraid they can't even crush an ant to death."
Long Sihai's face was full of ridicule.
Ruan Qin's men, including the bald man, were all ashamed and angry, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Long Sihai's reputation was too loud on the road, and every gangster was afraid of it.
Ruan Qin snorted dissatisfiedly and made up his mind to replace these wastes with elite special forces soldiers when he returned.
"Brother Tian, this Long Sihai looks very strong."
Guishou's eyes were full of fighting spirit.
Lin Xiaotian shook his head: "That Ruan Qin knew that Long Sihai was deliberately causing trouble in this hotel, and now he is showing weakness to the enemy, which is not a fuel-saving lamp."
Guishou was stunned for a moment and cursed: "Damn, these people are so many twists and turns, can't we just start fighting and it'll be over?"
"What do you know?
Haven't you heard that sentence?
The north produces strong generals, and the south produces wise men.
Southerners are good at playing tricks.
If you are careless, be careful and you will be tricked to death and you will be given money."
Lin Xiaotian glared at Guishou.
The differences between the north and the south have existed since ancient times, as early as the Three Kingdoms period.
Among the fierce generals, Lu Bu, Guan, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun were all from the north, while among the military advisers, Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Zhuge Liang, and Tian Feng were all from the north.
They are all Southerners.
As the leader and planner of the Defenders Mercenary Group, it would be difficult to formulate targeted plans if he could not understand the characteristics of dealing with these places.
Therefore, Lin Xiaotian was very familiar with the personality differences between the leaders of the underground forces in the north and the south.
At this moment, Lin Xiaotian saw Lin Wanqing answer the phone, and then her expression changed.
After Lin Wanqing received the call, she immediately went to find the lobby manager.
After a few words in a hurry, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain and ran away.
Lin Xiaotian couldn't help but was slightly stunned, and then tapped his ghost hand: "Go and ask to see if something happened to Lin Wanqing."
Guishou almost fell down: "Brother Tian, the two leading leaders of Yehai Province are facing each other head-on.
It's a great scene that will never be separated.
You actually asked me to investigate a little girl at this time.
Could it be that you are really moving towards her?"
I’m thinking about it” Lin Xiaotian kicked Guishou angrily: "Go if you are told, why is there so much nonsense?"
"Okay, I'll go.
Why don't I go?"
Guishou ran away quickly when he saw Lin Xiaotian getting angry.
After a while, the ghost hand led a waiter back.
"Brother Tian, I asked clearly.
It was said that Lin Wanqing's mother was committing suicide again, and she had to rush back."
Guishou did not dare to continue joking.
Lin Xiaotian's heart moved and he thought of visiting.
He glanced at the waiter behind Guishou and asked warmly: "Little girl, are you Wanqing's friend?
Do you know Wanqing's home address?
I want to visit her."
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The waiter was obviously very wary.
He looked at Lin Xiaotian without saying anything and subconsciously took two steps back.
Lin Wanqing is young and beautiful, and there are countless people who want to pursue her in a roundabout way.
As Lin Wanqing's friend, she cannot betray her best friend.
The ghostly hand took out a stack of cash and put it in the waiter's hand: "We are really kind.
You saw it just now.
Xiao Lin has a lot of affection for our Brother Tian."
Lin Xiaotian put his hand on his forehead.
This technical geek's method of interrogating women was really simple and crude, and he actually used money to clear the way.
"I don't know Lin Wanqing, you've got the wrong person."
The waiter's face turned pale, he suddenly retracted his hand and threw the money to the ground, as if the stack of cash was hot to the touch.
The waiter's lame lie almost made Guishou angry.
Just as he was about to say something more, he was slapped aside by Lin Xiaotian.
Lin Xiaotian looked at the waiter with a smile and said kindly: "Little girl, don't be nervous.
We are actually national civil servants.
We have something to do with Lin Wanqing.
Here is my ID."
With that said, Lin Xiaotian handed over his young marshal's officer ID card.
After all, he worked in a big hotel and had some experience.
The waiter could tell the authenticity of the military officer's ID card at a glance.
Although he was shocked by Lin Xiaotian's age, he believed Lin Xiaotian's words and told Lin Wanqing's address.
Lin Wanqing's family lives in the suburbs of Yehai City.
There are only two low-rise bungalows that are obviously illegal buildings.
The walls and roofs are actually covered with iron patches.
They are dilapidated and crumbling.
When Lin Xiaotian and Guishou arrived, they could hear the shrill scream of a middle-aged woman and Lin Wanqing's sad persuasion from a long distance away.
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