I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 166 Meeting Tang Zikai again

Dai Qing followed Yan Biao out of the station, called a taxi, and drove all the way to the hotel where they stayed last time.

"Sister Dai, you have worked hard all the way. You need to rest first. I will contact Boss Dong first and agree on a time to meet. Don't worry, it won't waste too much time."

Yan Biao sent her to the room, turned on the light, and boiled a pot of hot water for her.

"This place is relatively close to where Boss Dong lives. You can get there in half an hour by taxi. It's very convenient."

"Okay, you guys should go and have a rest. Just make an appointment and let me know." Dai Qing entered the room, tidied her clothes, took a hot bath, dried her hair and looked at the hurried pedestrians outside under the dim street lights. .

The next day, when she opened her eyes, it was exactly 8:30 in the morning, and Huzi came to bring her breakfast just after washing up.

"Sister Dai, this is the breakfast I bought outside, bean paste, fried dough sticks and steamed buns."

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." Looking at Huzi's size, he could tell that despite his young age, this boy was very skilled and was always taken by Yan Biao.

"Sister Dai, you don't need to be polite to me. You are a very capable person. Xinwa and I are both old men and we don't even know a few Chinese characters." Huzi scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, looking at her with a look in his eyes. With admiration.

"Everyone has their own strengths. You and Xinwa both have skills and talents, and your future is limitless."

"In front of Sister Dai, my three-legged cat's skills are not worth mentioning. To be honest, before I saw Sister Dai's skills, I felt good about it, but since I saw it, I don't dare to be proud."

It was because he was good at fighting that he was noticed by his boss and was hired as a bodyguard. He was quite proud originally. It wasn't until I was beaten up last time that I finally realized what it meant to be surrounded by others.

No matter how you look at Sister Dai, she is a delicate little girl, but she didn't expect to attack so fiercely.

Since then, he has regarded Sister Dai as his idol. He hopes that one day, he will have the opportunity to compete with her, or ask Sister Dai to give her a few words, which will help him improve a lot.

"You are very powerful. If you work more on Sanda, you will definitely be better than me in the future. Close combat combines ancient martial arts and some practical skills, which can improve your tactical level. Let your boss find you a coach to give you some guidance. You two All can advance by leaps and bounds.”

Yan Biao has a good eye for judging people. Both of them are talented children in martial arts. With a little training, they can both be good ones against three.

Huzi's eyes lit up when he heard Dai Qing's suggestion, "This is a good idea. I'll mention it to the boss later."

The boss will definitely not refuse this. If their skills are better, the boss's safety will be more guaranteed.

Watching Hu Zi leave happily, Dai Qing sat by the window, looked at the busy traffic outside, had breakfast, and saw that Yan Biao never showed up, so he was ready to go out for a walk.

As soon as I arrived in the lobby, I saw Xinwa smoking at the door.

"Sister Dai, do you want to go out?"

"Well, I want to go out for a walk, but your boss hasn't come back yet?" Dai Qing looked at Xinwa and asked casually.

"The boss is still in the room. We are going to visit Boss Dong later." Last night, they called Boss Dong. Today, Boss Dong asked them to go there first.

Dai Qing nodded, "Then I'll go out for a walk, it's nearby."

"Hey, okay, do you need to ask Huzi to follow?" Xinwa stubbed out the cigarette, threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and came over to ask softly.

"No, I can do it myself."

Xinwa didn't give up when she thought of her skills. Watching Dai Qing turn into an alley, he took out another cigarette and continued smoking.

Walking through the alley, Dai Qing looked at the ancient buildings not far away. He had to go around the traffic lights to get past. If you have nothing to do, let’s go visit the ancient buildings nearby. Dai Qing stood in front of the zebra crossing, waiting for the traffic light, watching a car whizzing past, stirring up a cloud of dust. Dai Qing pursed her lips. At this time, it would seem a bit weird to wear a mask or something.

The light turned green. As soon as Dai Qing took steps, she heard someone calling her,

"Dai Qing."

Looking at the camouflage jeep parked on the side of the road in front of me, the license plate number contained the word "war" in red, followed by several letters and several numbers.

At this time, the car door opened, and a black military boot stepped on the curb. Tang Zikai, dressed in camouflage uniform, got out of the jeep, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Dai Qing with squinted eyes.

"It looks like you, and I was right."

"Tang Zikai?"

"Thank you for remembering me, why don't you call me?"

Tang Zikai walked up to her, looked at Dai Qing condescendingly, and raised his eyebrows. He had left her his phone number, and months passed without receiving a single call.

"Okay, why should I call you? Judging from your face, you are happy and prosperous, so there is no need to ask me to read your face."

Dai Qing raised her head, looked at her slightly stiff face, chuckled, and took a step back silently. This man was too tall and stood too close to her, blocking her sunlight.

Listening to Dai Qing's tone, Tang Zikai raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but curl his lips, "I thought we were already friends."

Dai Qing: "..."

Friends are nothing more than acquaintances.

Don’t you know how arrogant you are? She has no interest in making friends with this kind of young man.

"Why, judging from your attitude, you don't seem to be willing to make friends with me?" Tang Zikai stared into her eyes and teased.

There was a large group of people chasing after him who wanted to make friends with him. Fortunately for this girl, olive branches were all thrown to her, but she didn't react at all.

"Okay, multiple friends, multiple paths, I have no objection." Dai Qing glanced at him and found that this man was a bit naive.

"Wherever you want to go, I will take you there."

Tang Zikai looked at her wearing a bread suit, wrapping her whole body in it, and couldn't help but want to laugh. The weather in the capital doesn't seem to be too cold, right?

"No need, I'll just walk around casually." Judging from his clothes, he must still be on official business, right?
"...When did you come? Are you going to stay for a few days? I'll see if I can spare some time and treat you to a meal?" After all, the little magic stick is grandpa's savior, so it can be regarded as helping him. Treating you to a meal A thank you banquet is also a courtesy.

He, Tang Zikai, was not someone who simply defaulted on favors.

"I just arrived last night and went back on Sunday. Just keep busy if you have anything to do. I like the ancient buildings here. I might come here every now and then."

"Hey, at such a young age, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. It's really rare." Tang Zikai was stunned, "I understand, how can I contact you in the future?"

"I'm staying in a hotel, and I only have the hotel's phone number." Dai Qing told him the phone number in the room. After Tang Zikai remembered it, he took out a pen from his pocket, wrote a string of phone numbers, and stuffed it into Dai Qing's hand, "This is It’s my phone number, don’t lose it again.”

Dai Qing: "..."

This person's guess was quite good. She did throw away the phone number he gave her.