Chapter 87

"Where are you going next?"

After putting down the phone, zonghu strictly followed Zou Qi's words and directly took Ye Mo as the main thing.

"Wait for a call..."

Ye Mo takes out his cell phone that has been turned off, thinks about it, and puts it back in his pocket.

"You mean you'll come today?"

Zonghu seemed a little surprised. The other party was also a big man. He ran twice in a day, which was really a bit off his shelf.

"People who are forced to believe in ghosts and gods, once they see hope, they are bound to rush up in the shortest time."

Ye silently looked at the road outside the window.

Zonghu found that he couldn't see through the young man more and more. He was still in the year of weak crown, but he gave people a feeling

A weathered sense of vicissitudes.

"Ding Ding..."

Zong Hu was stunned. His mobile phone rang. The caller ID is a very exaggerated number. This group of serial numbers alone can't be used by ordinary people. It's clear who the visitor is.

Ye Mo looked at zonghu and smiled. As he expected, the other party was more worried than them.

"Hello, I'm zonghu."

Zonghu connected the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Zong. I'm Cai Licheng. We met at the G3 summit."

At the other end of the phone, Cai Licheng smiled.

"It's Mr. Cai. Hello. What's the matter with Mr. Cai finding me?"

Zonghu asked knowingly.

"Well, I've been to Dongjiang recently. I want to consult about some things. I wonder if Zong always has time to come out and sit down?"

Cai Licheng hesitated, but concealed the facts.

As the top five plutocrats in the Hong Kong platoon, he asked him to ask for a second leader whose wealth and power were far less than his own. He couldn't wipe away this face.

Zonghu naturally understood this truth and had long guessed the result.

"Well, if you have time, where is Mr. Cai?"

Zonghu asked.

"I'll send you the location and have a cup of afternoon tea."

Cai Licheng maintained his seemingly casual attitude.

They hung up after they got better.

"Let's go and meet the Lord who doesn't want to ask."

Yemo picked up the box and turned downstairs. Zonghu slipped the shirt tied to his elbow to his wrist, buttoned it, and then followed.

Cai Licheng made an appointment to meet at Fuji Hong Kong style tea restaurant.

When the two drove to the downstairs of Fuji, ye Mo saw three cars connected by numbers parked in front of the building. A man in black sunglasses stood in front of the car with his hands on his back, looking at every passer-by with a cold expression.

Ye Mo smiled and said.

"There are people who look at the car. It's a big show. Do you think I should stand here and support the front face?"

"Don't be poor, let's hurry up!"

Zonghu shook his head out of the window. He also felt that the show was too conspicuous, but he couldn't say anything.

This is the behavior style of professional bodyguards. Leaving one person to watch the car is not only to avoid being cut off, but also to be convenient on call and have strong mobility.

However, Zong Hu and ye Mo both shook their heads at this arrangement. These bodyguards look very professional, but they are not only a grade worse than those from the National Security Bureau and the General Staff Headquarters.

There are several posts in front of and behind the real control on the table. There are plain clothes everywhere. From the perspective of passers-by, the protected person should be in the state of an ordinary person at the sight of outsiders.

The guards scattered around are no different from the pedestrians and onlookers on the road.

At any time, the more conspicuous people are, the more likely they are to die. Once they create chaos, they are particularly easy to recognize. These professional bodyguards are estimated to be what the Cai family found casually in the inland.

Fuji tea restaurant is relatively large. It has four floors. OK, we'll meet on the third floor.

After parking the car, ye Mo and his wife enter the elevator upstairs. When they get out of the elevator on the third floor, they are confronted by two men in black.

Seeing ye Mo and zonghu, the big man in black lifted his hand and said coldly.

"Sorry, the third floor is closed today. Please go elsewhere!"

Ye Mo is stunned. It's a private consumption. He hasn't seen it before, but even those dandies in Yanjing rarely do it. It's too easy to show off. It's easy to get into trouble in a place like Yanjing.

On the contrary, it is often done in the political circle in order to protect the safety of leaders and avoid blocking the way to petition or making trouble with ulterior motives.

When some big leaders go down to inspect, if they go completely according to the prior arrangements, they will certainly be cleared by local officials, but that is done by relying on administrative forces.

If the Cai family wants to do so, they can only rely on throwing money. They have to clear the market after eating. It can be seen how strong the Cai family's wealth strength is.

"We had a good call with Mr. Cai."

Zonghu said.

"My surname is Zong."

At this time, a man like an assistant came quickly and said with a smile.

"Zong, the boss asked me to wait for you here. Please come in!"

The big man in Black opened the way and allowed Yemo and zonghu to pass.

Yemo shook his head when he saw it. If he didn't have any malice, he could touch it in minutes.

When the assistant opened the door of the restaurant, he saw Cai Licheng sitting at a table by the window, stirring the coffee gracefully. Next to him stood two entourages with children in their arms.

"Boss, Zong is here!"

The assistant shouted softly.

Cai Licheng turned to see zonghu, put down his coffee cup and stood up with the table. Although his face was very light, it made people feel very solemn and enthusiastic smile, said.

"Zong Zong, please sit down!"

Zonghu walked over and smiled and exchanged greetings with CAI Licheng.

Ye Mo didn't go there. The room was full of dining tables. He found a seat and sat down. A waiter from the hotel came to deliver a snack and a cup of black tea. No one spoke to Ye mo. they thought he was an assistant brought by zonghu.

Zonghu looked back and found that ye Mo had found his own seat. He knew that he didn't intend to have direct contact with CAI Licheng. He should have his own plan in it.

So zonghu sat opposite Cai Licheng and they chatted.

Ye Mo is not interested in this warm-up dialogue. While drinking tea, he picks up the magazine at the table and reads it.

Before turning a page of the magazine, the child who was held in the follower's hand suddenly made a scene. He was very angry and knocked over a cake and a tray handed over by the follower. His face was very angry and irritable. He was shouting something in Cantonese.

Ye Mo doesn't know much Cantonese, but he probably understands the meaning. The child doesn't like eating that cake, but he seems to be a little too angry.

Cai Licheng glanced at this side, wanted to say something, gave up again, turned his head and continued to chat with zonghu.

The waiter came quickly and cleaned up the stains on the ground. The two attendants helped the child clean his hands, then coaxed him in a low voice and took him to another table.