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"What? Mr. Zhang won't tell me that you don't know him, right?"

Wei Xiaobao lit a cigarette, tilted his head and blew out a smoke ring, pretending to look at Mr. Zhang in surprise.

"Oh, Secretary Zhao, I know him. Why, are Master Wei and Secretary Zhao also friends?"

Mr. Zhang smiled and nodded, but did not realize at all that he had said the wrong thing.

"Am I friends with Secretary Zhao? Are you deaf or blind? Don't you know what happened recently?"

Wei Xiaobao put away his smile and stared at Mr. Zhang coldly.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's reaction, Mr. Zhang realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wei, I'm sorry, I was confused just now and my mind didn't turn around. Don't be angry."

Mr. Zhang explained hurriedly, with a sad face.

"Why do you always go to Lao Liu's private room these days?"

Wei Xiaobao suddenly changed the topic and got to the point directly.

"Ah? What? Lao Liu's private noodles? Me? Oh, their noodles are quite delicious."

When Mr. Zhang heard Wei Xiaobao's words, he panicked and didn't even know what he was talking about.

Wei Xiaobao said nothing, staring coldly into Mr. Zhang's eyes, his face ashen.

Seeing Wei Xiaobao's expression, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"I'm here to find Secretary Zhao."

After hesitating for a moment, Mr. Zhang finally told the truth.

"What are you looking for him for?"

Wei Xiaobao continued to ask, pretending to be nonchalant on the surface.

"I encountered some problems in my business, and I wanted to ask him for help and speak for me."

Mr. Zhang's whole body wilted and he said helplessly.

"How much was given?"

Wei Xiaobao was still careless.

"500,000."

Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and said a number. He seemed very distressed about the 500,000.

"That's all?"

Wei Xiaobao frowned and continued to ask.

"That's it, that's really it."

Mr. Zhang nodded affirmatively and looked at Wei Xiaobao with a serious look on his face.

"Did you give me the money?"

Wei Xiaobao continued to ask with some disappointment.

"Not yet, I agreed to give it to him tonight."

Mr. Zhang shook his head.

"Give it to me."

Wei Xiaobao said and stretched out his hand.

"ah?"

Mr. Zhang looked at Wei Xiaobao in confusion.

"Money, I'll give it to him for you."

Wei Xiaobao said impatiently.

"Oh oh oh."

As Mr. Zhang spoke, he opened the safe and took out a handbag containing 500,000 in cash. It seemed that it had been prepared for a long time.

"Okay, let's do this first."

Wei Xiaobao said, stood up and motioned to Xue Baichuan to take the money.

"Oh, by the way, this shouldn't be the first time Zhao Lang has collected money from you, right?"

As soon as Wei Xiaobao walked to the door, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the confused Mr. Zhang.

"Ah? Oh, yes, it's not the first time."

Mr. Zhang thought for a while and said.

"Okay, write down how much money you gave him before, what things you asked him to do, and who you know has given him money to do things. Write them all down. If you behave well, I will let you

Have your own place in E City, otherwise, you'd better pray not to meet me again."

Wei Xiaobao stared coldly into Mr. Zhang's eyes, then turned and left.

Looking at the empty door, Mr. Zhang collapsed on the sofa, his face pale.

He never expected that after going around for a long time, he would finally fall into Wei Xiaobao's hands.

...

In the evening, Lao Liu met in his private room.

Zhao Lang was sitting at a dining table with a somewhat anxious expression on his face. He kept looking at the watch on his wrist. There was a bowl of noodles in front of him that had been there for who knows how long. In fact, he had never eaten a bite of the noodles here.

It tastes good because he never eats in such a small place. He finds it dirty.

As time passed by, the anxious look on Zhao Lang's face became more and more obvious. Although it had passed the agreed time, he still kept waiting because tonight was different from other times.

At this moment, a person suddenly sat opposite Zhao Lang, looking at Zhao Lang with a stiff face with a smile on his face.

"Why are you here!"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment and finally spoke. In addition to panic, his face was naturally covered with anger.

Wei Xiaobao!

"I heard that the noodles here are delicious, so I came to try them. Unexpectedly, I met Secretary Zhao by such a coincidence."

Wei Xiaobao smiled and looked at Zhao Lang, who was a little confused in front of him, and said slowly, his eyes were sincere and did not look like he was lying at all.

"Let's eat noodles. What are you doing sitting across from me? Are we familiar? Please get out of the way!"

Zhao Lang said with a dissatisfied look.

"Secretary Zhao is a little strange today. Normally, the first thing Secretary Zhao sees is asking about your son, right? It seems like he shouldn't be discussing whether we are familiar with him or not."

Wei Xiaobao said with a casual smile, and brought Zhao Lang's untouched face in front of him.

"What?...How dare you mention my son in front of me?!"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment and immediately put on a sad and angry expression.

"Yes, the noodles are cooked, but the time has been a little too long and the taste has changed."

Wei Xiaobao shook his head and said while eating big mouthfuls of noodles from the bowl, ignoring Zhao Lang's anger.

"You! What on earth do you want to do? Are you here to show off that I can't do anything to you? Wei Xiaobao! You are going too far!"

Zhao Lang was so angry that he stood up from his chair and pointed at Wei Xiaobao. Lei Lei was furious.

"Don't wait any longer for Mr. Zhang. He won't come. Oh, by the way, he asked me to bring you the money."

Wei Xiaobao said casually, then took out a bag from under the table and put it on the table.

In the bag was the 500,000 that Mr. Zhang was going to give to Zhao Lang.

"What?...What money? I don't know what you're talking about! Someone, someone!"

Zhao Lang had a gloomy look on his face and turned to shout outside the noodle shop. But as soon as he turned around, he saw that his bodyguard had already been controlled by someone and could not move.

"I'm sorry, Secretary Zhao, I was afraid of being disturbed, so I took matters into my own hands and asked my people to chat with your bodyguard for a while."

Wei Xiaobao lowered his head and was still eating noodles.

"Crazy! I don't know what you want to do! Just wait for me, my son's matter is not over yet, I will make you pay the price sooner or later!"

Zhao Lang glared at Wei Xiaobao, said a harsh word, turned around and walked out of the noodle shop.

This time, Wei Xiaobao did not stop him.

After the noodles were all gone, Wei Xiaobao put down his bowl and chopsticks, burped, and looked at the direction Zhao Lang left with a cruel sneer on his lips.

"Master Wei, Zhao has left."

Xue Baichuan walked into the noodle shop at this time and came to Wei Xiaobao.

"I know, where is the person I asked you to find?"

Wei Xiaobao raised his head and looked at Xue Baichuan.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wei, we have already made arrangements."

Xue Baichuan smiled and nodded thoughtfully.

Wei Xiaobao nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on his lips became even wider.
Chapter completed!