The best prodigal son

Han Feng followed the waiter to the tearoom inside Jingyi Teahouse. Boss Hui was sitting in front of the tea table in a Hanfu and making tea slowly.

I have to say that Boss Hui's appearance in Hanfu really has an ancient flavor. In addition, the decoration of this tea room is quite antique, so now it really makes Han Feng feel like he has traveled through the past.

"Mr. Han, you're here." Boss Hui smiled softly, poured a cup of tea gently, and brought it to Han Feng.

"You seem to have known that I would come." Han Feng sat down in front of Boss Hui, looked at Boss Hui and said.

"I think after the conversation last night, Mr. Han must come back to the tea room to look for me today, so I will wait here." Boss Hui smiled softly, "Why did Mr. Han come today?"

"Boss Hui's hands and eyes are open to the sky, he should have already guessed what I'm going to do, right?"

"Mr. Han is here to ask me to be a military adviser?" Boss Hui chuckled softly, the smile on his face didn't even change a bit, as if it was growing on this face.

"I'm actually curious, why do you want to be my military adviser?" Han Feng looked at Boss Hui and asked while drinking tea.

Han Feng could feel that Boss Hui was different from those old foxes. If the ambitions of those old foxes were clearly revealed, Boss Hui's eyes could not see the slightest bit of murderous intent.

In other words, Gray Boss might be more dangerous than those old foxes.

Because under the seemingly calm surface of the lake, who can know how big a whirlpool will be hidden?

"Then why does Mr. Han think that I can't be your military adviser?"

"Because of seniority." Han Feng looked at Boss Hui and said sincerely, "You are a senior in Jingdu City, and I am just a junior with nothing. Why do you want to help me?"

"Who is the senior and who is the junior, Jiang Taigong or Xibohou? Zhuge Kongming or Liu Huangshu, who has a better reputation in troubled times?"

Boss Hui's two questions directly made Han Feng dumb for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer this question.

"A bird rests on a good tree, and now I have found this good tree." Boss Hui laughed softly.

"When you met Wang Qinhong, I noticed you. You have a very unusual feeling. I think Mr. Jiang chose you to be his adopted son because of this feeling."

"Although I'm not a smart person, at least I'm not stupid." Han Feng looked at Boss Hui and smiled lightly, "Why don't you just tell me what you want to achieve."

In fact, yesterday's words let Han Feng know that Boss Hui wanted to be his military adviser, but Han Feng was very curious why Boss Hui chose himself to be his assistant.

Han Feng asked Li Luoxue to investigate the details of Boss Hui before, and found that the things that could be investigated were not very few, but quite messy, or there were some things that made it difficult for people to understand which one was his background.

Some people say that Boss Hui used to be a descendant of an old landlord family in the south, and he only came to the capital city when his family was in trouble.

Some also said that Boss Hui used to be a murderer, but later he was released on bail and began to believe in Buddhism, so he opened the current teahouse.

About the story of the gray boss, if it is really unfolded, I am afraid that it will not be finished in three days and three nights.

However, one piece of news is certain, that is, both Jiang Mingjun and Jiang Chengfeng had invited him to be their military adviser before, but Boss Hui refused.

So Han Feng wanted to know, why did this gray boss reject Jiang Mingjun and Jiang Chengfeng, and then choose him?
"I'm very vulgar. I just want to keep my own three-acre land in the capital city." Boss Hui chuckled softly.

"Of course, this was my previous thought. Now that I'm getting older, I suddenly realize that it's time to make a change."

Boss Hui's eyes, which had been squinted from the beginning, opened slightly now, revealing a gleam of coldness, "I don't have any other needs, I just hope that you can die for me when I get old."

Regarding this request from Boss Hui, Han Feng really did not expect it.

He had imagined many possibilities, for example, Boss Hui would want money and other powers, but he really didn't expect that Boss Hui's request would be such a simple one.

"When I was young, I didn't want to trust anyone, so now I'm empty." Boss Hui chuckled a little self-deprecatingly, "At least before I die, I hope that there will be no one around me."

Hearing Boss Hui's words, Han Feng couldn't laugh anymore, but quietly put the teacup on the tea table, making a crisp sound.

The man sitting in front of Han Feng now is not a gray boss who is known as a know-it-all in the capital city, but a lonely person.

"I promise you, what kind of advice can you give me?" Han Feng looked at Boss Hui and chuckled.

"You want to unite the underground group, don't you?" Boss Hui smiled as he looked at Han Feng, and in an instant he became the know-it-all in the capital city.

"This is not an easy task. Has Young Master Han thought of a countermeasure?"

"What suggestion will Boss Hui have?" Han Feng already had an idea in his heart, but he wanted to hear what Boss Hui's suggestion would look like.

"I think it's better to keep them as they are now." Boss Hui took a sip of his tea with a smile, "The mob should look like the mob."

Han Feng did not expect that Boss Hui would give such a suggestion, which was really beyond his expectation.

Since they want to form their own group, they must obey their own discipline no matter what, but the words of Boss Hui gave Han Feng a new idea about it.

"Young Master Han, do you think you can make them completely listen to you?" Boss Hui couldn't help chuckling, "The development of the capital city for so many years has not united these guys, and you think your presence can unite them ?”

"Also, even if they can really agree to hang out with you now, do you think they can really stand up and block the gun for you after something happens?"

Hearing Boss Hui's words, Han Feng fell into silence now.

These words are really very reasonable.

"Then Boss Hui means..."

"The mountain people have their own tricks." Boss Hui looked at Han Feng and smiled.