The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Click~!"

As the door of the restaurant opened, the first thing that came into view was the strong man who stretched his waist after getting off the car at the door. He looked full of tough-guy style, and the visual effect was great.

This appearance immediately stunned the restaurant. Looking at his height of nearly two meters, with arms thicker than thighs, and thighs as thick as a girl’s waist, not only Li Feng, but also Lao Gedu who was accompanying him I couldn't help but swallowed in surprise.

The two people looked at each other silently, both thinking to themselves, this could be Mr. Dong. He looked more like someone who was causing trouble than someone who came to negotiate. His force value was maxed out. There were not even three or four people there. The kind that can't be controlled.

Lao Ge just wanted to stand up, but Li Feng pressed his palm directly on him. He glanced at the waiter behind him who also looked a little confused and said with interest.

"Let the bullets fly for a while~!"

Lao Ge glanced at the bald man who had already stood up, disgusted with him for being so blind, and then he belatedly went to invite the waiter back.

Sure enough, as the person leaning forward from behind gave the tall man a kick, Lao Ge's face relaxed a lot.

"Brother Wu, why are you hitting Bao'er? I'm hungry~!"

The strong man scratched his scalp and looked at Lao Wu who kicked him with innocent eyes, as if he was a three-year-old child, a little reserved.

Li Feng and Lao Ge looked at each other again, and they understood each other again. This idiot was the first to come in, and his emotional brain was growing on the muscles of his body. It was reasonable, very reasonable.

If he had both strength and brains, he would be the scariest villain in the movie.

Looking inside the restaurant, Li Feng and others, who were still sitting at the table, were looking directly at him at the door. Lao Wu's face was red, and he couldn't get off the stage. He opened the door by himself. Unexpectedly, Han Bao'er came to the door before Mr. Dong came out. Lose face first.

After glaring at him and using all his strength, Lao Wu forcefully pulled the idiot back. Lao Wu rubbed his back teeth and said angrily.

"Is there any rule, let Mr. Dong go first~!"

"Oh~!"

Only then did Han Baoer realize something. He bared his big white teeth and rubbed his butt in embarrassment. Just now, he saw the restaurant and wanted to go in and have a look (eat). Unexpectedly, Mr. Dong also wanted to come in. Restaurant's.

Mr. Dong, who was standing by the door, smiled slightly and patted the arm of the fool who had done something wrong.

Mr. Dong, who came in again, did not shy away from the guests inside at all, and signaled Xiao Wu not to be angry, he was just ignorant~!

This actually made Li Feng take a high look. He didn't expect that the gang leader of the Gaul Hongmen actually had a gentle temper. He really looked like a teacher, but he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Be magnanimous and magnanimous~!"

Lao Ge, who put his hands together on the table, nodded in approval. He glanced at Li Feng and saw that he was still staring intently, so he had to speak a little.

"What do you mean, eh~?"

In a voice that could only be heard by two people, Li Feng tilted his head towards Lao Ge and asked in a low voice. “At his age, shouldn’t it be time for us, the younger generation, to stand up?”

Lao Ge stared at the little old man who looked like an ordinary chess player playing chess in the park, and knew that he was Mr. Dong. He had gray hair and an antique-level gown, and his age instantly reached his seventies. If I'm not in high spirits, I might be eighty, and I feel like I'm more than a generation shorter, so I subconsciously explained.

"We reported to the superiors that after receiving the message from our superiors, the representatives are no longer us. This is not a matter of age respect, but a matter of representation and identity~!"

Li Feng's butt didn't move at all, as if glue had been poured on it, it was stuck to the chair. He just watched the old man and the two walking straight towards him, with no intention of getting up.

What he said is correct. No matter how big the Hongmen is in Gaul, no matter how many people they have, no matter how powerful they are, there is no country that can give them the reason to stand up. The environment is different, the responsibilities are different, and the people behind them are different. Naturally, The treatment shown is different.

Even SIR from the Hong Kong movie never saw anyone stand up when meeting the leader of the gang. This is the background. If it was Colonel Fernand, or the middle-aged uncle from the CIA, then Li Feng could stand up and be polite. , but gangs are different. No matter how senior a leader is, he cannot rise to the point of needing respect.

Until he reached the front, Li Feng still didn't stand up. He looked directly at Chen Dongzhi with his slightly raised chin, his expression very calm. (Actually, it’s quite fake. Do you know the kind of pretense~hahaha~~)

Seeing that the young man was indifferent and not easy to deal with, Mr. Dong walked closer, his expression unchanged. He may have lived a lifetime and understood that in any civilized country, gangs are just ants.

"Haha, I, Chen Dongzhi, if you guessed correctly, the person in front of me is Ambassador Li?"

A pair of old, big, green-veined hands were placed on the top of the dragon-headed stick. However, they did not show any sign of being neglected. Instead, they spoke first and then extended their right hand.

"Hello, Li Feng, please correct me. I am not an ambassador. I am just an ordinary diplomat sent by the government. If you want to call me specifically, you can call me Deputy Director Li!"

Facing Mr. Dong of Hongmen, who actually knew his surname, Li Feng looked calm, as if he had already guessed it. As he said, if Mr. Dong didn't show a little bit of his three hundred years of history, I'm afraid, even sitting on this No chance for table talk.

It’s not that the older you are, the more advantage you have in this regard.

At this time, he stood up leisurely, shook hands with the other party gently, held his abdomen with his left hand, and made an inviting gesture towards the chair with his right hand, neither humble nor overbearing, as if he had become an envoy.

"Master Dong, I, I'm hungry~!"

After Mr. Dong took his seat, Han Baoer, who was following behind him, looked at the leftovers on the table. The thick Adam's apple could be seen clearly trembling. If the boss hadn't been here, Li Feng doubted whether this idiot would Just pick up the plate and eat.

Lao Wu also had a bad streak. Li Feng, a junior, had neglected Mr. Dong, which made him a little angry. At this time, Han Bao'er was adding to the chaos, and the good atmosphere had been heightened. In the end, he was defeated again. I don't know. Master Dong takes this foodie with him wherever he goes, what are his thoughts?

"Go and get him something to eat~!"

Mr. Dong looked at the two people in front of him with an apologetic look, and after confirming that neither of them showed a trace of disgust, he asked Xiao Wu to go to the kitchen to order.

As for what Li Feng said, believe it or not, only Chen Dongzhi knows it. How can a person who carries a gun with him, dares to shoot in the street, and doesn't have weak legs even after being fired twice, be a simple diplomat?

As for the deputy director, Chen Dongzhi might not have thought that this young man held many positions, which really did not refer to his diplomatic level, but to the level of a steel rolling mill cadre. (End of chapter)