Chapter 91 It's him!

Ye Hetu became a bodyguard in this way. A bodyguard with a lot of water. Cai Yongyan's motivation is obviously not just to ask Ye Hetu to be a personal bodyguard, but Ye Hetu is too lazy to care about these trivial things. Since Cai Yongyan asked him to go to that party, Ye Hetu, who has always liked lively places, will not refuse to go out to play and get money. The work of. Although this 500 yuan is insignificant to Ye Hetu.

As for the work in the store, Ye Hetu intends to say hello to Uncle Fu, and he will not refuse.

Several dishes ordered by Cai Yongyan were served by Uncle Fu. What Ye Hetu should have done should have done. If he went to battle in person, it was enough to see the good intentions of the boss as a kind man. Ye Hetu hurriedly served the dishes in the boss's hand to Cai Yongyan's dinner table.

"Do you work here?" Cai Yongyan saw Ye Hetu skillfully pouring tea and dishes, and asked curiously. In terms of Ye Hetu's appearance and temperament, he did not look like the image that a waiter should have.

"You're not talking nonsense." Ye Hetu put the dishes on the plate and said speechlessly. This ordinary person's life is indeed full and interesting. It seems that staying in this place is not a long-term solution. You can live as long as you can. You have to cherish the current time.

"Why don't you try to change jobs?"

"Why should I change my job? Don't you think this job is very good?"

"I think you can find a better job."

Cai Yongyan was not confident enough, so he had to "sugly" in a low voice.

Ye Hetu turned his head and didn't care about Cai Yongyan's suggestion. If he wanted to change to a better job, then he would not come to this place.

The door of the store was pushed open, and another young man came in. He casually chose a table and sat down. He shouted to Ye Hetu, "Waiter, order."

Ye Hetu left Cai Yongyan and turned to walk to that place. Cai Yongyan saw Ye Hetu's silent back and suddenly felt that her choice was right. Ye Hetu should be able to stand alone and stop the pressure over there for her. Ye Hetu may not know that Cai Yongyan gave him 500 yuan, let him do more than It's just what a bodyguard should do.

The young man sat in his seat and felt a little bored. He looked at Cai Yongyan over there. His eyes stopped, recognized the latter's identity, and smiled.

Cai Yongyan nodded rudely. She knew this young man.

Liu Baijiang, a red second-generation son of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, whose family barely squeezed into the second-rate circle in Beijing. He can say a few words there, because there is also a big-level figure in it. Liu Baijiang can't say anything, but the hidden power behind Liu Baijiang can't be underestimated. Fortunately, this reputation is not loud. The bright brother of the Liu family usually kept a low profile and did not do bad things everywhere with great fanfare.

In addition, Liu Baijiang has a nickname, Eighteenth Brother. The origin of this nickname is also quite interesting. I heard that when I was ten years old, I ran into the courtyard of the military region to play with my friends. When I was bored, I made a super powerful 18 pull-ups on the horizontal bar more than one meter high, which surprised the group of old men in the military region. He secretly said that the second son was by no means a thing in the pool. He There must be great achievements every day.

"What would you like to eat?"

Ye Hetu brought a menu and handed it to Liu Baijiang. Liu Baijiang took the menu, stroked a few bars casually, and asked Ye Hetu to take it down. He took out a yellow crane tower from his coat pocket and put it in front of his nose and smelled it. He took a few deep breaths intoxicatedly. He opened his eyes and found that Ye Hetu, who took the menu, did not leave, but looked at the smoke in his hand.

"Brother, your cigarette is a good cigarette." Ye Hetu honestly smiled at Liu Baijiang and said that he had never smoked the Yellow Crane Tower, but his nose smelled the smoke, which was very mellow.

Hearing Ye Hetu's words, Liu Baijiang smiled and took out another cigarette from his coat. It was the Yellow Crane Tower and threw it to Ye Hetu. He said normally, "What kind of good cigarettes are all cigarettes. It doesn't smell the same."

Ye Hetu took the cigarette thrown by Liu Baijiang, put it on his ear, and approached the kitchen with the menu.

Liu Baijiang picked up the lit cigarette in his hand and took a shallow sip. For cigarettes and alcohol, he didn't have a cold. No smoking addiction is a good habit he has always maintained. He likes to smoke a cigarette when he has nothing to do. That feeling is not ecstasy. At best, he is self-intoxicated.

Cai Yongyan did not continue to pay attention to this side. Liu Baijiang also did not pay much attention to that side. The two families did not have much intersection, and the well water did not violate the river. Usually, they took their own single-plank bridges.

At this time, another person came into the store.

A middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a very formal Zhongshan suit, with short hair, a face with the majesty that the superior would have, and a black leather briefcase in his hand. I looked at the door a few times and made sure that there was nothing wrong before I walked into the small store. I heard that the owner of the shop was from Chongqing. It was said that Chongqing people were bold and it should not be too troublesome to communicate. The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, and his face softened a lot.

Cai Yongyan and Liu Baijiang in it noticed the middle-aged man walking in at the same time. The two stood up and said in unison, "Uncle Fan, are you coming to dinner too?"

Fan Zheng was restrained by two voices in his ear. Looking over, Liu Baijiang and Cai Yongyan were greeting him in two different directions. The smile on Fan Zheng's face was softer and he smiled, "So there are so many acquaintances here. Xiao Liu, Xiao Cai is also eating here. I'm here to do something. I'll leave in a while. You can continue to eat. It doesn't matter.

Fan Zheng waved his hand and said hello. Liu Baijiang and Cai Yongyan knew each other. He knew most of the people in the Beijing circle. He had a lot of deep friends, and the same existence of hostility. On the surface, they were at peace.

Liu Baijiang and Cai Yongyan sat down separately. They saw doubts in each other's eyes. How did such a small hot pot restaurant startle the leaders of the Cultural Bureau? Fan Zheng came here to find the people inside. There were only three people in the kitchen, Ye Hetu, Yang Luo, and the honest and diligent boss.

The person who came out at this time is not Ye Hetu, but the boss. He wants to ask Liu Baijiang if he can eat spicy food. Most of the hot pots are spicy, but a few customers can't eat spicy food, so the boss will ask customers' opinions in advance.

Fan Zheng saw the situation and asked the boss who asked Liu Baijiang for advice, "Are you the owner of this store?"

The boss raised his head doubtfully and saw a little majestic expression on Fan Zheng's face, although it was softer. There was a bang in his heart. Is there something wrong? It's impossible. The food supervision department and the industry and commerce department came here to check it a few days ago. Absolutely nothing will happen.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to find fault." Seeing the worried expression on the boss's face, Fan Zheng quickly explained, put down his briefcase, and squeezed out a kind smile.

After being explained by Fan Zheng, the boss was even more anxious and went to the Three Treasures Hall. This leader-like person came here today to revoke his business license, right?

Under the boss's uneasy guess, Fan Zheng explained, "This comrade, I'm from the Cultural Bureau. Did you take the initiative to hand in a painting to the Cultural Bureau last time?"

The boss nodded and admitted this matter. It turned out that it had something to do with that painting. It shouldn't be a bad thing. A hanging heart calmed down a little.

"In view of your unwillingness to accept government rewards, we held a special meeting to discuss and decided to support you in your work. That is to say, the store you are opening now can be bigger. Regarding financial and technical issues, you can report the situation to us at any time." Fan Zheng said in an orderly manner that this matter is insignificant compared with the value of that painting. After receiving the news, he specially asked the appraisal master to identify the painting, and the conclusion was still authentic. Zhang Zeduan's authentic works are few, and its value is unimaginable. What is the reason why an ordinary shop owner takes the initiative to give up this priceless treasure and is willing to hand it over to the country? Fan Zheng specially investigated the identity of the family afterwards. It was ordinary. Such an ordinary person can be seen everywhere on the street.

"It's all the party's policies! Let me have today." The boss was overjoyed. Such a result was obviously beyond his expectation. Financial and technical problems could reflect the situation, which meant that he could invest without hesitation. Although he knew that the painting played a key role, the boss was still excited.

"Yes, I'm here to investigate the situation now. I'm going back and preparing to reflect it to the above. I'll give you a plaque. Your quality and spirit are worth learning for many people." Fan Zheng and the shopkeeper clenched their hands tightly.

Liu Baijiang and Cai Yongyan looked confused and didn't know what was going on. The shop owner can have a friendship with Fan Zheng, and they will not believe it anyway. Knowing Fan Zheng, entrepreneurs who have already exceeded 100 billions of dollars have no chance to squeeze their heads.

Not to mention that he can have such a good relationship with Fan Zheng that he can't find many people at all, so Fan Zheng and the owner of this small shop definitely don't know each other. It is likely that Fan Zheng came here to work and let the shop owner cooperate with him or something. Liu Baijiang and Cai Yongyan couldn't hear what they said, so they could only speculate in this way.

At this time, Ye Hetu came out. In it, he knew that Fan Zheng had come here, and it was not a good way to hide in the kitchen all the time. Anyway, he would know sooner or later, and he would not care when.

"Hetu, you are also here!"

Fan Zheng was shocked when he saw Ye Hetu coming out of the kitchen. He hurried over and patted Ye Hetu on the shoulder. He was extremely intimate and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here today."

It was not only Cai Yongyan, but also Liu Baijiang was stunned. In addition, the boss who was talking about how to arrange it was stunned. The relationship between Ye Hetu and Fan Zheng seems to be very familiar, not as simple as general understanding.

A small waiter has a close relationship with the head of a cultural bureau, and the world is in chaos.

After taking a sip of tea, Liu Baijiang recalled the situation he had just talked to Ye Hetu, and did not find anything different. He said complatonishly, "This is the real way to keep a low profile. It's amazing. I'm being taught today."

Yang Luo, who was still cutting vegetables in the kitchen, heard the movement outside, raised his head and wiped the sweat on his face. It was not easy. He wiped half of his sweat and intentionally saw Fan Zheng outside. Before he could put down his hand, he was surprised and said, "It's him!"