The reborn me has no pattern

Chapter 111 Investigative Reporter (Part [-])
In the cafeteria of the Foreign Economic and Trade Hotel, Zhang Haonan brought Zhao Feiyan and the others to meet Qin Shichuan, and then opened two tables. The women gathered together so as not to disturb Zhang Haonan's discussion with Qin Shichuan.

Along with Qin Shichuan, there was also a man with glasses who looked older than Qin Shichuan, wearing a plaid shirt and carrying a large bag.

"Li Feihong, a reporter from the station."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Sit down, reporter Li, thank you for your help."

While talking, Ni Chenggong in a suit pushed the cart over and brought up the grilled "Little Green Dragon" and "Black Tiger Shrimp". Ni Chenggong, wearing white gloves and a mask, smiled openly: "Mr. It's ready, and I'll bring it to you."

"Manager Ni, it's really embarrassing to be taken care of by you every time."

"Be polite. Mr. Zhang just needs to come here often. Open the door to do business. It's best to be happy."

Afterwards, Ni Chenggong hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhang, let's eat first."

He didn't linger for a while, but pushed the cart to Zhao Feiyan's table, and brought the baked lobster to it.

Chen Jiani, who came with Qin Shichuan, immediately clapped her hands and laughed, "Oh, this is what I've always wanted to eat. Baked Lobster with Garlic Cheese. I heard it's super delicious."

"Thank you, Manager Ni."

Zhao Feiyan naturally recognized Ni Chenggong and said hello.

"It should be, everyone should eat happily, today's menu is very rich."

Ni Chenggong immediately served four glasses of drinks, one warm and three cold, then nodded slightly and left.

These days, the buffet at the Foreign Economic and Trade Hotel is considered a high-end restaurant, and it is not as cheap as it will be in the future. Similarly, the ingredients and craftsmanship are also not simple.

For example, roast beef does not choose the so-called Wagyu, or the snowflake shape of the beef. The beef used is a kind of red beef from the Central Plains Province. City invited.

When the craftsmanship is in place, the meat can be as tender as you want, as juicy as you want, and as tasty as you want.

But you can still eat it for another two or three years. After the restructuring, the cafeteria of the Foreign Economic and Trade Hotel will also be transformed, and the beef will gradually start to choose snowflake beef. Imported from New Zealand, imported from Australia, imported from Japanese slaves, M45678 on the menu The numbers are also constantly zooming in and zooming out...

But in this situation, those who can consume here are not considered ordinary people. It can only be said that there is always a choice.

High-end Chinese food is really too unapproachable, almost in the same situation as Chinese-style decoration and Chinese-style luxury.

"Wow, this roast... this roast..."

Chen Jiani was shocked immediately, "It's completely different from what I've eaten before."

She suddenly remembered how proud her husband was when he held his head up and took out a membership card last night, and there was indeed something.

Silky and supple without losing the sense of texture, Chen Jiani doesn't know how to do it at all. The plain-looking roast beef is not the kind that melts in the mouth, but a kind of flavor that lasts as much as possible.

Chen Jiani feels that the one-year membership card is really too little and not enough at all.

The most important thing is, as I asked just now, this barbecue chef only has arrangements every Thursday, and he doesn't work on Saturdays and Sundays when there are many customers.

Counting your fingers, you can only eat four times a month?
I can't eat it a few times a year.

Glancing at the back of Qin Shichuan who was talking to Zhang Haonan, Chen Jiani licked her lips with her tongue...

At this time, Li Feihong, who was sitting beside Qin Shichuan, wiped away his tears, picked up the cup, and said in a suppressed voice, "Mr. Zhang, I offer you a toast. Brother Qin, I also toast you."

"I didn't do anything."

Qin Shichuan held the cup in his left hand, patted Li Feihong's back with his right hand, and comforted him, "Some things depend on timing."

These words were just a consolation, but to Li Feihong, they were deeply sad.

He is an ordinary reporter, but he is one of the few investigative reporters in Shacheng. What's more, he is a local. He lives in Zhaoxiangli, Jinqiao Town. It's the same village as Zhao Feiyan's hometown, but it's a little far away. , there is no intersection between the two.

The reason why it is said that his identity as a local is stronger is that Li Feihong once went undercover to the Xisha Group and worked as an ammonia neutralization operator in the methamidophos production workshop of a pesticide factory under the Xisha Group.

One thing to say, it's quite interesting.

However, the Xisha Group failed to close down so quickly. It took Cao Aijun and his family to get in trouble with the new mayor who succeeded Wei Gang.

The appearance of Zhang Haonan was just to advance the matter and change it in an even more outrageous way.

After all, if Cao Aijun offended the real power leader, he would lose some money, and he would still be able to live comfortably after he came out. Even if it was not as good as before, it would still be that a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Now there are too many ants killing elephants, and they are all dividing up the Xisha Group, and they will not leave half a hair to Cao Aijun.

"In two days, I will go to Sichuan, Jiangyou, and Shonan to find those foreign workers who have been disabled due to work, and tell them that there is compensation..."

"The Disabled Women's Federation will also help, don't worry."

Before Zhang Haonan was reborn, he knew that there was an undercover reporter, but he had never heard of Li Feihong. Maybe he was disheartened at that time and chose to be an old fried dough stick like Qin Shichuan...

"Mr. Zhang, thank you."

"At the right time, I just wanted to get rid of Cao Aijun, and I didn't think much about anything else."

"Thank you anyway……"

"Okay, then I won't be polite."

Picking up the cup, he made a toast to Li Feihong. What he drank was not beer, but orange juice.

"Again, you're a journalism student, why would you be an undercover pesticide factory?"

"Firstly, the employment was chaotic at that time. It was old and new, and it was not very formal; secondly, I was not studying journalism, but civil engineering."

"??????"

As a civil engineering student, it’s okay to go to a TV station to be a reporter, or an investigative reporter?
Zhang Haonan, whose head was full of question marks, was stunned, holding the half-drawn "Little Qinglong" in his hand, what kind of fucking trick is this?

"When I was assigned, I came to the radio and television station to do the location construction..."

Li Feihong was also a little embarrassed, and explained a little bit.

"What about you, Brother Qin? Did you learn massage before?"

"You don't fart, you only learn massage! I am a serious announcer."

"The figure is quite round."

Shoutout~~~
Staring at Zhang Haonan, Qin Shichuan swallowed the lobster meat, and said, "Another recharge card!"

"Your skin is really getting thicker."

After all, Zhang Haonan really wiped his hands, took out two cards from the side pocket, gave one to Qin Shichuan, and the other to Li Feihong, and before Li Feihong could refuse, Zhang Haonan said first: " Reporter Li, don't rush to refuse, I know that people like you have principles, but let me talk about it."

Zhang Haonan put this shopping card of the Pedestrian Street Shopping Center on the table: "Just consider it as a friend, and I won't ask you to help me to harm anyone, or to get someone's handle or tail, it's purely to make friends , I want to support your spirit materially. You are much better than the fool next to you."

"You say one more!"

Grabbing a vermicelli scallop, Qin Shichuan coldly licked the minced garlic on his mouth.

"Perhaps in your eyes, I, Zhang Haonan, am a coward born from the products of the old-school clan, but I can tell you responsibly that my family is not a clan, and the fool next to you knows this very well."

"one thousand."

When Qin Shichuan bowed his head to talk to fans, he raised his index finger.

"If you have time, you can go to Wujiadai for a walk. Our family will also compete with each other for one-third of an acre of land and play out of our heads."

As Zhang Haonan said, he pushed the shopping card forward and pushed it in front of Li Feihong: "My parents and seniors would also be happy to see me making friends like you, so not only will I not use you to get someone's black material. On the contrary , I will also sponsor a sum of money to support your cause."

"..."

Li Feihong looked at Zhang Haonan in surprise, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Think about yourself, think about home, think about the future, ideals to ideals, material to material."

After that, Zhang Haonan smiled and pointed to Qin Shichuan who had just started grilling the wings on the table: "Oh, by the way, the sponsorship fee is under the project that this idiot is in charge of. You can find a way to transfer it to him."

"two thousand."

Comparing "yeah~~", Qin Shichuan spat out two chicken bones coldly, and then put the recharge card into his coat pocket with disdain, not caring how greasy his hands were.

"Xiao Li, put it away."

Qin Shichuan pursed his lips, and said to Li Feihong, "This bird man keeps his word, and he won't use you as toilet paper to wipe his ass and throw it away."

"It's a restaurant now, not a toilet..."

Zhang Haonan looked at Qin Shichuan who continued to show off his roasted wings quite speechlessly and said.

(End of this chapter)