After washing away her stinky sweat, Tang Xiaoman came downstairs refreshed, and a servant took the initiative to take her into the restaurant.
As soon as she walked into the restaurant, she found that there were two tables as big as billiard tables filled with all kinds of exquisite food.
At this time, Mu Yunbai and Wang Liqiang were leaning against the table and talking, looking at the already used table in front of them.
The moved tableware showed that the two of them had finished eating.
"Haha, little beauty, I'm sorry, I didn't wait for you."
As soon as Wang Liqiang saw Tang Xiaoman, he stood up with a smile on his face and explained, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I have all kinds of food in the kitchen.
I’ve made some flavors, so just eat whatever you like, don’t be polite to me.”
Tang Xiaoman smiled awkwardly.
Boss Wang was so enthusiastic that she felt embarrassed.
She took a small porcelain plate and put a few small and delicate-looking pastries on it.
After serving herself a bowl of clear porridge, she found a seat opposite the two of them and sat down, so that she would not Disturb their conversation without sitting too far away to hear what they are saying.
While Tang Xiaoman was chewing slowly, she heard Mu Yunbai ask softly: "Brother Wang, I came to you to ask if you knew a female college student named Liu Xiaofang twenty years ago."
"Who is Liu Xiaofang?"
Wang Liqiang was a little stunned when he heard this name, "It was twenty years ago."
He frowned and thought carefully, then slowly shook his head: "I probably don't know such a person."
Tang Xiaoman carefully observed the expression on Wang Liqiang's face and found that his words, actions and reactions were all natural and did not look like he was lying.
Did they get the wrong person?
So she looked at Mu Yunbai, who gave her a calm look.
Tang Xiaoman had no choice but to lower her head and continue to eat her food, while Mu Yunbai continued to ask: "Brother Wang, I urgently need to find Liu Xiaofang.
Do you really have no impression at all?"
"Really not," Wang Liqiang touched his Mediterranean hair, "If you want to ask me if there is such a person in the company, I can help you check it, but if you say twenty years ago, then I would still I really don’t know you.
Why did you suddenly come to me and ask me this?”
"Because it is written in the school magazine of University A that you were the sponsor that year, so I wanted to ask if you are in contact."
Mu Yunbai didn't want to go around with him and told the truth.
"My sponsor twenty years ago," Wang Liqiang clapped his hands and smiled, "Brother Mu, you really think highly of me.
Twenty years ago, I was just a fledgling soldier beside my father.
What could I become?
School Sponsor” Mu Yunbai thought about it and felt that what Wang Liqiang said made sense, but it was written in black and white on the school log.
It couldn't be a lie.
He was very confident in his photographic memory, and he could guarantee that he would definitely I remember correctly.
"But when you talk about sponsorship, it sounds a bit like my second uncle's work."
Wang Liqiang thought for a while and said.
"Your second uncle," Mu Yunbai asked in despair but as if he saw a glimmer of hope, "Can we meet your second uncle?"
Unexpectedly, Wang Liqiang shook his head and said, "You would have had hope half a year earlier.
My second uncle passed away due to myocardial infarction half a year ago.
You will never be able to see me again even if you want to."
When Tang Xiaoman heard the news, he was also stunned.
Is it possible that the clues to find Liu Xiaofang have been cut off again?
"Oh, right?"
Mu Yunbai didn't think about it, but he didn't care.
"I don't know where the memorial tablet of his old man's portrait is.
I don't know if I can go and offer him a stick of incense."
Hearing what he said, Tang Xiaoman's eyes lit up instantly.
How could she forget that Mu Yunbai could summon the souls of the dead?
Summoning the souls of people who died half a year ago was nothing to Mu Yunbai.
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