Shang Jianyao said "oh":
"Your father dances well, and you can't look like a person."
He didn't seem to understand what Zhao Yide said.
Seeing that Xue Yueyue and others were also noncommittal, Zhao Yide had to repeat:
"My father wants to ask you for help with something. I don't know if you are willing to see him."
Jiang Baimian's thoughts changed, and he said a little narrowly:
"As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
"It's okay to meet and see, but it can't be in Zhao's house. We have to find a place where everyone can feel at ease."
Zhao Yide felt that this was reasonable, so he nodded and agreed:
"it is good."
He was about to propose a meeting place when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder by Shang Jianyao:
"Eat first and talk later, it won't taste good when it's cold."
Zhao Yide turned his head slowly, looked at Shang Jianyao, and saw his sincerity and seriousness.
Looking back, Zhao Yide picked up the spoon and struggled to solve the potato stew.
He almost burst into tears after eating this.
"If you don't like meat, I can help you." Shang Jianyao glanced at him and made a timely suggestion.
Zhao Yide, like Feng Lunyin, hastily replied:
"it is good!"
Jiang Baimian quietly lowered his mouth.
…
After the sun sets, on the central square of Weed City.
Wearing an autumn hat and a loose robe, Zhao Zhengqi sat on the sidewalk chair, blowing the cool night air, watching the surrounding bodyguards try their best to stop the citizens of the city and the relic hunters from approaching here, with a slightly blank expression. .
This is the meeting place that Jiang Baimian chose.
When she and Shang Jianyao walked towards Zhao Zhengqi and Zhao Yide, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen dispersed consciously and monitored the surroundings.
Their focus is on the surrounding high-rise buildings, mainly to prevent being sniped.
As for the square area, most of them are within the scope of the Awakener's ability of "lack of two-handed movement", so they don't need to pay too much attention.
"You two, long time no see." Zhao Zhengqi saw Xue Yueyue and Zhang Qubing approaching, and stood up with a smile.
Shang Jianyao opened his arms and made a gesture of hugging him.
The fat Zhao Zhengqi touched his gray beard, put on a smile, and accepted a warm hug.
"I am deeply impressed by your dancing posture." During the hug, Shang Jianyao patted Zhao Zhengqi's back.
Zhao Zhengqi quickly withdrew his hand, stood up straight, and sighed with a smile:
"When I was young, everyone's life was very difficult, and they often relied on singing and dancing to adjust their mood."
While speaking, he reached out and shook Jiang Baimian.
After the four of them took their seats, Jiang Baimian asked straight to the point:
"Miss Zhao, I don't know why you want to see us?"
Zhao Zhengqi glanced at his eldest son, Zhao Yide, and considered the language:
"Forgive me to ask first, where are you going next? What are the arrangements? You can't delay your business because of my request."
His stance was very low.
Jiang Baimian replied with a smile:
"We are going to go to a few major forces to take chances, hoping for better development."
Zhao Zhengqi showed a clear expression:
"Then I would like to invite a few of you to visit Prime City, er, the real city first."
"Have you encountered difficulties?" Shang Jianyao asked with concern.
Zhao Zhengqi said:
"Our Zhao family is on the outskirts of the original city, on the south bank of the Red River, and has several manors."
Seeing Jiang Baimian's half-smile expression, he hurriedly explained:
"We Ashlanders have an old saying: don't put all your eggs in one basket."
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, and Zhao Zhengqi continued:
"Those manors had some problems some time ago, and they failed to turn in last year's income as scheduled, saying that it was due to the weather and the production was severely reduced.
"I sent the steward, and he reported that it was indeed the case, and I sent Yide's younger brother, who also sent a telegram back and said there was nothing abnormal.
"I originally believed that, until a friend of mine in Primal City happened to pass by those manors and found unidentified people coming and going.
"I secretly found a team of relic hunters in Primal City. They monitored those manors for a week and confirmed that there are often unknown people haunting them.
"I found another team of relic hunters and asked them to investigate the manor. The result was that there were no strangers."
"Sounds weird." Shang Jianyao stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Zhao Zhengqi looks like he has found a savior:
"Yes, I was very worried about my child and a few confidants. I was thinking about asking the guild's 'senior hunter' to take action, but Yide told me that you guys are back.
"In my mind, your strength is stronger than 'senior hunters'."
He remembered that Odick had also become Zhang Qubing's "friend".
Shang Jianyao entered the contemplative mode, Jiang Baimian smiled and looked at Zhao Zhengqi and Zhao Yide without speaking.
Zhao Zhengqi gritted his teeth and said:
"I know I'm not too trustworthy in your hearts, and I'd like to be influenced by that ability again to 'be' your friend.
"Then you'll know if I lied or not."
This attitude really can't be wrong... Jiang Baimian was about to reply a few words when Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Can the brothers inherit the Zhao family's property?"
"..." Zhao Zhengqi and Zhao Yide were stunned for a moment, and then they felt regretful.
Since the Awakener's ability can "make friends", it will definitely make the two sides half blood brothers or biological fathers and sons with no genetic relationship.
In the imagination of the two of them, the "father" is of course Zhang Qubing, and he can only be the "son".
"He's joking." Jiang Baimian concluded, "There's no need to do this, as long as you give us the promise to give up the mission at any time without paying any price, that's fine."
"Are you willing to take over?" Zhao Yide asked in surprise.
Jiang Baimian smiled and replied:
"It depends on what price you can offer."
Zhao Zhengqi thought for a while and said:
"I don't know what you are interested in. Why don't you make an offer. As long as the Zhao family can afford it, it will be fine."
This attitude... Jiang Baimian couldn't help but secretly praised.
She still remembered how arrogant and ruthless Zhao Zhengqi had behaved in the noble council, but now, he has completely pulled down his body, making people feel like a spring breeze.
How can one person have such two completely different faces.
It is not easy to gain a certain status and become a nobleman in the early days of the new calendar... Jiang Baimian doesn't know Zhao Zhengqi's age very well, and has no way of knowing whether he has experience in the chaotic era, so he can only sigh with emotion.
After pondering for seven or eight seconds, Jiang Baimian said the answer that he had considered for a long time:
"A sum of money, and the use of the Zhao family's power network in the first city to do us a favor."
It was precisely because the nobles of Wild Grass City were inextricably linked with the "First City" that she was willing to meet Zhao Zhengqi.
"About how many Ole? What help do I need?" Zhao Zhengqi asked.
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"How much Ole is, I can't say now, after all, we haven't figured out the danger level of this thing. Rest assured, it won't be too much, you can definitely bear it, because once the level of danger exceeds our expectations, we will Just give up.
"That help is also, in short, it will not put the Zhao family in danger because of this."
It's nice to say it now, but it's not up to you to ask the price... Zhao Yide murmured in his heart.
He really had the feeling of scheming with a tiger.
Zhao Zhengqi recalled what Qian Bai's team had done in Weed City and everything he knew, and said with consideration:
"no problem."
"Congratulations." Shang Jianyao extended his hand to him.
What is congratulations? Zhao Zhengqi shook hands with him hesitantly.
"If you can often help the refugees, then we can be real friends." Shang Jianyao said truthfully.
In this regard, Zhao Zhengqi and Zhao Yide could only respond with a smile and dared not say anything.
"Remember to tell us about the Zhao family's liaison officer in the first city when you go back." Jiang Baimian looked up at the moon hanging in the sky and stood up slowly.
Zhao Zhengqi got up and stretched out his right hand:
"You can do it now, it's a pleasure to work with."
Shang Jianyao replaced Jiang Baimian, shook hands with him, and said with a smile:
"Since the cooperation is pleasant, why don't we dance to celebrate?"
Zhao Zhengqi's expression froze at first, and then he smiled:
"Okay, go to my house and dance."
Shang Jianyao shook his head:
"It will take a while, so here it is."
He smiled and pointed to the central square where people came and went.
At the same time, he took off the tactical backpack and prepared to take out the small speaker.
Zhao Zhengqi and Zhao Yide imagined themselves and others dancing in the square, and their expressions became a bit ugly.
Jiang Baimian snapped away Shang Jianyao's hand:
"Don't disturb the people!"
She turned to Zhao Zhengqi and Zhao Yide with a smile:
"Don't listen to him."
Zhao Zhengqi breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly told Jiang Baimian about the Zhao family's liaison officer in the first city.
Then, in the disappointed eyes of Shang Jianyao, he pulled Zhao Yide, surrounded by bodyguards, and hurriedly left the central square.
The group of four from the "Old Tunes Group" then walked back to South Street in a promenade manner.
At this time, the lanterns are already on, and the streets are interspersed with light and dark, either dim or gloomy.
Some people huddled in the corners of streets and alleys, wrapped in torn and dirty quilts, drowsiness brewing.
"There are more beggars in the city than before..." Long Yuehong looked around and sighed.
Bai Chen looked ahead and said calmly:
"Most of those who slept outside in winter died."
Long Yuehong thought of the wilderness wanderers outside the city, and fell silent. Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao also did not speak, and walked forward quietly.
Back on the second floor of the "Afu Gun Store", Jiang Baimian turned on the radio to see if Genova or the company would send a new telegram.
Just after eight o'clock, a radio wave came in suddenly.
After receiving the telegram and translating the content, Jiang Baimian raised his eyebrows and said to Shang Jianyao and others:
"It's not Genova's, and it's not the company's."