It’s a Bit Early To Cross

[This time travel is a bit early][]

Not long after the servant left, he took Lan Gang and returned.

I haven't seen him for more than a month, and this guy hasn't changed much. He is wearing a gray suit, he is fair and clean, and he has a dignified appearance. He looks like a middle-aged handsome guy.

As soon as he entered the study room, Lan Gang noticed Chu Heng sitting next to McGill. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, why did this pretty boy get together with this foreign devil?

Are these two gays?

"We meet again, Inspector Lan." Chu Heng, who didn't know what his grandson was thinking, smiled and raised his hand to say hello.

"How are you doing, Mr. Chu?" Lan Gang smiled at him.

"Thanks to you, everything goes smoothly." Chu Heng said.

"Do you know each other?" McGill looked at him curiously.

"I ran into some trouble before, and Detective Lan helped me solve it." Chu Heng explained casually.

"So that's it."

McGill nodded and didn't take it seriously. He turned around and asked Lan Gang, "Why is it so early this month?"

"It's due early." Lan Gang stepped forward with a smile on his face and handed over a bulging brown paper bag under his arm: "A total of four hundred thousand."

"Why is it 30,000 less than last month?" McGill frowned and took the paper bag, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Business has been bad recently, and you know the current situation." Lan Gang nodded and bowed and smiled. In front of the foreign devils, he did not show the majesty of the four detectives at all.

"Those people really deserve to die!" McGill cursed, and his face became slightly gloomy due to the decrease in income.

"Yeah, really **** it." Lan Gang hurriedly agreed.

"Hey, I hope the Hong Kong Governor can come up with a solution as soon as possible."

McGill also understood the reason. He sighed helplessly, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go."

"Then I'll take my leave." Lan Gang glanced at Chu Heng again: "Goodbye, Mr. Chu."

"Let's have tea together when we have the chance." Chu Heng said with a smile.

"good."

Lan Gang turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." McGill suddenly stopped him, pointed at Chu Heng, and casually sold his favor, saying: "Mr. Chu is now the new owner of the Mandarin Hotel. Remember to send more people there when you go back." Some people patrol, don’t let anyone affect his business.”

"Huh? Oh oh."

Lan Gang looked at Chu Heng in astonishment, feeling quite surprised. He also understood that the guy in front of him was not a pretty guy at all, but a big moneymaker!

After sighing at the other party's youth, he quickly came back to his senses and said quickly: "Okay, I will make arrangements when I get back. If Mr. Chu needs any help in the future, please feel free to send him."

"I'll have to trouble Inspector Lan from now on." Chu Heng smiled and clasped his fists.

"No trouble, no trouble. It is our duty to protect the safety of citizens."

Lan Gang was polite again, looked deeply at Chu Heng, then said goodbye and left.

…

In the evening, a blood-red setting sun sank into the horizon. After a busy day, the residents of Hong Kong bathed in the sunset and hurried toward home, dragging their tired bodies.

"Tu tu tu tu!"

Two Mercedes-Benz cars came to a stop in front of the Mandarin Hotel. The doorman who was chatting at the door boredly saw the doorman and trotted forward. He respectfully opened the door for the car in front. car door.

This chapter is not finished, click [next page] to continue reading -->>

[This time travel is a bit early][]

"You are back, Mr. Chu."

"Thanks."

Chu Heng, who had stayed at the police chief's house for an entire afternoon and even had dinner, stepped out of the car. He glanced at the deserted hotel and was not surprised. He turned around and followed the drunken man. Avima said goodbye and took Cen Hao and Martin into the hotel.

In the lobby, a group of idle employees immediately cheered up and pretended to be busy as soon as they saw him coming in.

"Mr. Chu."

A Dong trotted forward with a fawning smile on his face, like a pug that had seen its owner.

"Have someone make me a cup of tea and a cup of coffee." Chu Heng glanced at him, gave him a few casual instructions, and then hurried toward the elevator while talking to Martin about the real estate acquisition.

A Dong ran to the coffee shop in a hurry.

Not long after.

Chu Heng and others came upstairs, entered the presidential suite and took a look. Only the old man and his son were in the room.

"Where is Mr. Cheng? He's gone? Why didn't he stay one night to catch up with you?" He asked Na Qingyuan, who was reading the newspaper, doubtfully.

"I haven't left yet. I went downstairs to cook." The old man put down the newspaper, looked over with a smile and said, "You can try it later, the nine-turn large intestine he makes is one of a kind."

"That's great. Remember to call me later. I'll go in and talk about something first." Chu Heng's eyes lit up, and he quickly led Martin to the study.

In less than half an hour, the two of them came out after talking about the matter, and the smell of food suddenly hit their nostrils.

"Hey, this smell is quite authentic!" Chu Heng sniffed it hard and couldn't stop salivating. Then he shook his head and said to Qingyuan and the others: "Don't talk, let me smell it." …Well, there are sesame tofu, mustard dumplings, and stir-fried dumplings that are as honey-like as they are, am I right?”

"I told you, boy, is your nose a dog's nose?" The old man looked at him in surprise.

"Just think you're complimenting me."

Chu Heng bared his teeth and smiled, and then ran to the restaurant. When he saw the home-cooked dishes on the table, he was so greedy that he couldn't stop. After circling the table like a donkey, Hou ran out anxiously and asked the old man, "When will dinner be served?"

"It should be soon." The old man looked at his watch.

"Dong dong dong!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Chu Heng was about to go over and open the door when Cen Hao rushed over. It seemed that this kid was more anxious than him. UU read the book www. uukanshu． com

"It's time for dinner!"

The door opened, a shout rang out, and Cheng Xi himself pushed a dining cart in. In an instant, the aroma of food mixed with various flavors spread from the dining cart.

Mouthwatering.

Not to mention Chu Heng, even Martin, a foreigner, stretched his neck and looked at the door after smelling the smell.

"That's good!"

"Let's have dinner, let's have dinner!"

Everyone quickly got up and walked into the restaurant to sit down.

A few moments.

One after another delicious dishes with full color, aroma and taste were brought to the table.

Nine-turn large intestine, braised pork with fermented bean curd, braised sea cucumber with green onion, first-grade tofu...

Oops, every one of them hits the heart of Chu Heng and Cen Hao, a pair of wanderers who are away from home.

Chu Heng struggled to look away from the dishes on the table, quickly picked up a glass of wine and toasted Cheng Xi, and then he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of nine-turn large intestine and stuff it into his mouth, squinting and savoring it carefully. Finally, thumbs up bro.

This chapter is not finished, click [next page] to continue reading -->>

[This time travel is a bit early][]

"This dish is authentic, with all four flavors of sour, sweet, fragrant, and salty. It's soft yet tough. It's really delicious. Compared with this, the food in Taibai Seafood Restaurant is like swill!"

This is not just a compliment, but Cheng Xi’s dish is really delicious, even on par with Sha Zhu’s!

"Hey, you are still a foodie!"

After receiving the compliment, Cheng Xi smiled brightly, and his whole face turned into a chrysanthemum. He quickly pointed to the roasted sea cucumber with green onions and said, "Try this again."

If he can talk, let him talk more, love listening!