Shenhao starts from system downtime

Chapter 1115
Huaxia, Yanjing.

Chang'an Avenue, in traffic.

In the rear space of the bright silver Rolls-Royce Phantom, Lin Qian looked at the car TV screen that had turned black again, and he exhaled softly.

"Watching something exciting before dinner..."

"It affects your appetite a bit."

While Lin Qian was muttering to himself, he pressed the partition button with his left hand, lowering the partition between the front row and the back row, making the back row space bright again.

For a person like Ito Sadao, it's fine if you don't meet him, but if you meet him and dare to provoke him, then Lin Qian is naturally not stingy to crush him to death.

Compared with Sadao Ito, the Eagle Country collector who sent the dragon head of the Old Summer Palace to Christie's auction house was just robbed of all the collections in his home. Although he was not far away from going bankrupt, at least his life was safe.

After solving such an eyesore, although the process was a little bit bloody, overall, Lin Qian was still in a pretty good mood at the moment.

"Zhang Qiang, how far is it from the hotel?"

Lin Qian looked at the congested traffic ahead, and asked Zhang Qiang casually.

"There are still about two kilometers left. According to the current road conditions, it will take about 5 minutes."

Zhang Qiang glanced at the map, and then responded to Lin Qian.

"Um……"

Lin Qian heard the words, and after answering, he didn't say any more, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

……

When Lin Qian opened his eyes again, they had already driven out of Chang'an Avenue, got into a complex of courtyard houses, and finally stopped slowly in front of a courtyard with lanterns on.

"Private restaurant?"

Lin Qian just looked at the storefront in front of him, and immediately knew where Wang Zhixue and the others were looking for.

Zhonghai looks at money, Yanjing looks at power.

In Zhonghai, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can’t enjoy, but in Yanjing, sometimes no matter how much money you have, there are some places where you can only sigh, such as this private restaurant in front of you , it is hidden in the city like this, if ordinary people pass by here, they may only think that this is a courtyard house, and they never thought that this would be a private restaurant.

Such private restaurants are often only accessible to the top class in Yanjing. Here, the consumption can be ridiculously high, or it can be consumed at a low price like a public restaurant. The menu is completely tailored to the needs of customers.

Due to the narrow road here, after Lin Qian and Lin Zhan got out of the car, Zhang Qiang drove away to avoid causing congestion here later.

However, after Lin Qian and Lin Zhan got out of the car, they didn't go straight into the private restaurant, but stood at the door without any intention of going in.

About 5 minutes later, an old black Magotan slowly stopped in front of Lin Qian and Lin Zhan.

"Little friend Lin Qian, what are you doing standing at the door?"

"Why don't you go in, it's so cold outside!"

Seeing Wang Zhixue stepping down from the old black Magotan, he saw that Lin Qian was standing at the door and didn't go in, so he immediately yelled incomprehensibly. An old woman also came down from behind.

"Director Wang, this is...?"

When Lin Qian saw the kind-hearted old woman, he already guessed her identity in his heart, but he still asked Wang Zhixue politely.

"Oh, let me introduce you. This is my wife, Song Yuling. She used to be a high school teacher. Now she's retired and is busy taking care of her grandson."

Hearing Lin Qian's question, Wang Zhixue responded, then introduced his wife to Lin Qian with a smile, then looked at his wife and said, "This is the one you saw on your phone a few days ago." Lin Qian who angrily scolded those foreigners at the Christie's auction was also the one who donated the dragon head of the Old Summer Palace to our country for free."

"Mr. Lin, hello, you really are young and promising!"

After Song Yuling heard her husband's introduction, her eyes lit up immediately, and she praised Lin Qian.

"Mrs. Song is overrated. I just did what every Chinese should do."

Facing Song Yuling's praise, Lin Qian smiled and responded very humbly.

After the two exchanged a few simple greetings, Lin Qian turned his gaze back to Wang Zhixue.

"Director Wang, go in first, I'll wait for someone, she will be here soon."

"It's cold outside, you're old, it's not good if you catch the cold, I'm young and in good health, the cold is nothing to me."

Lin Qian persuaded Wang Zhixue.

"How can I do that? There's no reason to let the guests wait outside while the host sits in the house. It's not appropriate. I'll wait here with you for a while."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhixue immediately shook his head and said.

"Director Wang, you are elders, so how can you let elders accompany young people to wait for others in the cold?" Lin Qian asked Wang Zhixue with a smile, and then persuaded again: "Wang Curator, you go in first, I am already very embarrassed to ask you to invite me, a junior, to dinner, if you stand with me at the door waiting for someone, then I am really embarrassed to eat this meal."

"This……"

When Wang Zhixue heard Lin Qian's words, he suddenly felt a little speechless.

"Okay, let's just listen to little friend Lin Qian and don't make things difficult for him."

At this moment, Song Yuling smiled and said something to Lin Qian.

"Alright alright."

"Then we'll go in first, and come in quickly when people arrive."

Seeing this, Wang Zhixue had no choice but to agree.

"no problem."

Lin Qian responded with a full mouth.

Afterwards, Wang Zhixue and Song Yuling walked into the private restaurant one step ahead of Lin Qian.

Standing at the door with the cold wind blowing, Lin Qian waited for a few more minutes.

When the dazzling headlights illuminated the dim narrow road again, soon a pure white Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped again in front of the private restaurant.

Before the co-pilot's bodyguard came down, Lin Qian took the lead in opening the rear door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

"Sorry, am I late?"

Liu Ning walked out of the car, and asked Lin Qian with a little apology in her tone.

"No, we came early."

"The main reason is that we are close. We came here directly after visiting the National Museum, and I informed you shortly. It is already very good that you can arrive so quickly."

Lin Qian shook his head and responded with a chuckle.

"You have been standing at the door waiting for me?"

"Why don't you go in now, how cold is it outside?"

Looking at Lin Qian's blushing cheeks, Liu Ning was a little touched, and asked Lin Qian with a gentle tone of reproach.

"It's okay, I didn't stand for long."

"Liar, my face is red from the cold."

"It's not cold, it's because I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm a little shy."

"Are you still shy?"

"Of course, I'm a shy boy!"

"It's strange to believe you, hurry up and go in the mouth!"

"Talk to me."

(End of this chapter)