Chapter 165：

Movies are movies after all, and there is still a big difference from reality.

Lin Xian said, "Tell me about Liao Jie's situation!"

"Liao Jie, male, 56 years old, used to be the chef of Jirui Building, and currently works as a night shift employee at a convenience store on West Street in Panyu District."

After a pause, Tom Ping continued: "From my contact with him, his spirit seems to be a bit problematic."

"Have a mental problem? Tell me in detail." Lin Xian frowned.

"I pretended to go to a convenience store to buy things, and after talking to him, I found that his language organization was very poor, his speech was upside down, and he was completely unable to communicate with him normally. Moreover, his alcoholism was very serious. I saw with my own eyes that he took the convenience store when he went to work. Drink for sale!"

For a while, Lin Xian couldn't help but fell into contemplation.

Liao Jie should have been hit back then, that's why he looks like this.

However, what kind of blow was it that made a beautiful descendant of the royal chef become like this?

Lin Xian continued to ask: \"Where does he live now?"

Tang Ping replied: "I live in the warehouse of the convenience store. Because the contact with the target person is too short, I only have this information for the time being."

"Mr. Lin, we are at the hotel."

At this moment, the Bentley driver reminded him.

The three walked into the hotel, and a woman in professional attire immediately greeted her and bowed slightly: "Hello, Mr. Lin, I am your full-time housekeeper Yu Jing, you can tell me if you need it."

Full-time butler?

Tang Ping on the side could not help but stunned to himself.

It was the first time he knew that there was a housekeeper in the hotel.

Lin Xian asked, "Is the restaurant in the hotel still open?" The restaurant has closed!\"

Yu Jing replied.

Lin Xian ordered, "Help me prepare a supper, richer, and deliver it to the room!" He didn't ask Yu Jing where to get him supper.

If the butler can't even do this thing well, it is impossible for the other party to do a full-time job in the Shangri-La Hotel.

Riding the elevator all the way to the 23rd floor, Lin Xian swiped his card to open the door.

After Tang Ping entered the room, he appeared a little restrained. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Lin, it's too early, I won't bother you to rest."

It's all here, let's go back after eating supper! \" Lin Xian laughed.

Tang Ping would like to say that apart from KFC and McDonald's, there is no midnight snack at all at this point.

However, it didn't take long to see Yu Jing and a waiter pushing the dining car into the room.

As the waiter put plates of supper on the coffee table, Tang Ping couldn't help swallowing with the attractive fragrance.

Sea urchin coral imperial concubine dumplings, steamed chicken feet with black soy sauce, Jinsha red rice intestines, crab noodle soup dumplings, abalone and scallop chicken porridge...

These delicacies, from the looks of it, knew that they were made by the chef and were definitely not bought at street stalls.

Yu Jing said apologetically: "Mr. Lin, I'm really sorry, because it's too late, I can only wrong you a bit!"

What is this called grievance?

Hiss!

Tang Ping couldn't help taking a breath. Can't help but sigh: It's great to have money!"

"I'm very satisfied!"

Lin Xian smiled, took out two hundred yuan of tips and handed it to the waiter, and then handed all the remaining 1,000 yuan to Yu Jing.

Feeling the thickness of the tip in her hand, Yu Jing smiled enthusiastically: "Don't disturb the three dining, if you have any needs, please tell me at any time!\"

Chapter 25 Are You Eating Lemon?

The taste of supper is very good, Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong are very satisfied.

. As for Tang Ping, not to mention, he didn't say a word in the whole process, and kept his head down eating.

After eating supper, Tang Ping got up and left.

After Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong took a hot bath, they hugged each other to sleep.

Both of them were tired, and really didn't have the mood and energy to do other things.

The next day.

Lin Xian opened slowly, picked up the phone and looked at the time, and found that it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

I go!

Have you slept for ten hours?

Stretched, the joints all over his body crackled.

This feeling is so cool!

There are still several missed calls on the phone, all from Zhang Mengyao.

Sitting on the bedside, Lin Xian dialed Zhang Mengyao's phone. The phone was quickly connected, and Zhang Mengyao's unhappy voice came: "Lin Xian, why did you go?"

"I can't answer the phone, and I didn't find you when I went to Nancai!"

"I just woke up! Maybe I slept too hard and didn't hear the phone ringing." Lin Xian rubbed his face and replied

"You last night..."

Lin Xian curled his lips and said: \"What do you think, I caught the plane last night and didn't go to bed until five o'clock in the morning."

"Catch a plane? Where are you now?" Zhang Mengyao was taken aback, then asked.

"Yangcheng."

"Why are you going to Yangcheng?"

Just breaking through the psychological constraints the day before yesterday, Zhang Mengyao couldn't wait to be tired of being with him every day, and even went to Nancai to look for him today, but he didn't expect the **** to run to Yangcheng without saying a word.

Lin Xian explained: "Do you still remember Master Liao Jie who was talking about the last time I ate in the magic city? I commissioned a private detective to find him, so I came over and have a look."

"Are you really looking for it?"