Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu, Leng Lingxue, and Xiao Yatou left the coffee shop and headed to Qianbei Shao.

Because of the short distance, the three of us didn't need to take a car and just walked there. When walking to Qianbeishao, Zhang Yu made a special call to Li Mingyue and told Li Mingyue that he would go to Mu Siwei's house to see Lu Mei at six o'clock. The purpose is very simple, to get as much information as possible about Tang Xing from Lu Mei's mouth, especially where Tang Xing's aunt lives.

Li Mingyue inevitably didn't quite understand what the master meant, so she had to ask. Zhang Yu said, why don't you just leave it alone and get this matter settled first. Then you will know what's going on.

Seeing that the master had said so, Li Mingyue certainly didn't hesitate and promised to complete the task.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yu and the others continued to Qianbeishao. Entering the restaurant, a waiter immediately came to greet him. When the waiter saw Zhang Yu, he was stunned and said, "You...you...you are Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Yu was the number one in Qianbeishao. Even though he only came here once, he was the only one who drank the wine at the wine table. Based on this alone, the hotel waiter was very impressed with him.

"It's me." Zhang Yu smiled slightly.

The waiter immediately said: "Our boss is not here... What are you doing here today..."

Zhang Yu had heard the little girl say before that Qianbei Shao had not found Zhu Jiuzhen. No one knew where Zhu Jiuzhen had gone. Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said, "I'm here to drink. I'm not looking for your boss."

"That's it...please come in there..." the waiter said enthusiastically.

How could an ordinary waiter know that Zhang Yu and Zhu Jiuzhen were sworn friends?

The waiter led Zhang Yu inside. The huge restaurant looked so friendly. The interior and exterior are decorated in an ancient style, and there are many wine jars placed at the counter, giving people the feeling of being in an ancient restaurant.

The interior decoration of the restaurant is also a bit interesting. The lobby on the first floor is surrounded by tables, and there is a large circular stage in the middle. There were wine flags hanging on the stage with different words. Some have the words "drinking competition", and some have the words "wine meets bosom friend". On both sides of the stage, there is a pair of couplets hanging.

First couplet: Traveling through the Liquor Country without any rival.

Second couplet: Drink a thousand cups to get drunk.

The decoration in the lobby is somewhat like a interpretation hall, as if you are in a large bar square. The stage in the middle, for those who don't know it, might think it is the arena.

At present, there are several tables of people sitting in the restaurant, and they are all in the front. Zhang Yu did not choose the seat in front, but went to sit in the middle.

Each table has a seat number, and the one Zhang Yu chose is number 32.

The three of them sat down, and the waiter had to ask them what they wanted to eat. The little girl directly ordered a few dishes, which were all the ones she had eaten last time, but she couldn't feel the taste. In addition, wine is definitely a must-try. I don't know whether this girl was too involved or forgot that she was here to do business, but she asked for ten kilograms of sorghum wine at once.

Zhang Yu frowned secretly, how could the three of them drink so much wine. But in the eyes of the waiter, he was the king of wine, and the little girl also ordered it, so he didn't say anything.

When the waiter went down, Zhang Yu called Mu Siwei and told Mu Siwei what table number he was sitting at, and asked Mu Siwei to call and book a table quickly, and choose a seat near him.

This was discussed before, and Mu Siwei agreed directly.

Zhang Yu didn't say much, hung up the phone, and waited for the waiter to bring the food and drinks.

Because it was not time for dinner, which was when most units got off work, the kitchen was relatively free. It didn't take long for six dishes to be served, along with the ten kilograms of wine the little girl asked for.

They didn't come here to drink. Everyone poured a glass and were not in a hurry to drink. They just ate and chatted.

But to be honest, maybe because of business, although I usually have a lot to say, at this moment, I don’t have much to say.

Qian Beishao's business did not seem to be affected at all by Zhu Jiuzhen's disappearance. As time passed, people started to come to the door one after another. The tables in the front row were filled, and the subsequent flow of people started to sit in the middle.

When it was nearly six o'clock, Mu Siwei arrived. He booked the table next to Zhang Yu. Mu Siwei saw the three of them, but he didn't say anything. Zhang Yu didn't talk to him either. They acted like no one else on either side. Don't know anyone.

After Mu Siwei took his seat, he ordered two dishes, ordered two kilograms of sorghum wine, and sent the waiter away. After the waiter left, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number, which was actually to inform the young man which table he was at.

When it was almost half past six, the young man arrived as promised, found a table and sat across from Mu Siwei.

Zhang Yu and the others pretended to drink, but their eyes glanced at the young man from time to time. This young man, who was in his mid-twenties, was dressed very fashionably, with loose pants and a down jacket made of matte materials. She has blue hair, earrings on her ears, and a very artistic large chain hanging around her neck. It looks no different from non-mainstream.

The young man didn't pay attention to Zhang Yu and the others. His eyes only focused on Mu Siwei. The two dishes and wine that Mu Siwei ordered before have been served. At this moment, Mu Siwei said: "What do you want to eat?"

"I can just take a bite..." the young man said carelessly.

He called the waiter over and ordered two dishes, but did not ask for wine.

After the waiter left, the young man asked again: "Mr. Mu, where is the recipe for making wine?"

Mu Siwei took out a folded page of paper from his pocket. His hands were shaking a little and he looked a little nervous, but it also made people feel that he was very reluctant to leave. Mu Siwei did not hand the paper directly to the other party, but said a little worriedly: "Well...are you sure...as long as I give you the formula...my daughter can come back safely..."

"Don't worry about this. As long as you give us the formula, everything can be solved." The young man said confidently.

"But...but...his current situation is very serious...it can be said that the evidence is irrefutable...how can you rescue her..." Mu Siwei said still worriedly.

"How to do it, if I tell you, wouldn't you know it... Also, I have said before, you have no right to bargain with us now... If you don't want to save your daughter... You don't have to Give us the formula and watch her be sentenced to death... If you haven't thought about it yet, you can continue to think about it..." The young man seemed to be convinced of Mu Siwei. After saying this, he stood up directly Get up, turn around and leave.