conflict
When Zhao Rui arrived in Binyang, he found a hotel to store his luggage, and went shopping without resting.
When he came to a new city, he had to quickly understand and adapt to the environment here.
Although Binyang is a border city, due to the booming border trade, it is very prosperous, and the urban construction is quite beautiful. Multi-ethnic buildings gather here, which is refreshing.
Zhao Rui walked around the street and spent two or three hours before he knew it.
It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and he felt a little hungry, so he walked towards a relatively high-end teahouse nearby.
The name of the teahouse is Qingyuan, and it has an antique flavor. There are two beautiful welcome ladies by the gate, wearing floral red cheongsams with high slits, showing off their exquisite figures, which is very attractive. reverie.
Seeing Zhao Rui coming in, the two beautiful door ladies smiled and bowed slightly to salute, saying welcome.
Zhao Rui nodded slightly, and entered the teahouse, another waitress in clean clothes came over and asked, "Who are you, sir?"
"One."
Zhao Rui answered briefly, then turned his head to look at the environment of the teahouse. The business of the tea house is good, and there are already many customers drinking tea and chatting in the lobby on the first floor.
There is a large counter against the wall on the west side. The fat boss, wearing a suit and smiling like a businessman, stands behind the counter and checks the accounts.
Probably sensing Zhao Rui's gaze, the owner of the restaurant looked up at Zhao Rui, then lowered his head and continued his previous work.
In his opinion, Zhao Rui was not a regular customer, and he was still alone, so the waiter could just greet him, and he didn't need to bother himself.
"One... then sit here." The waiter said while trying to guide Zhao Rui to a seat in the southeast corner of the hall.
But Zhao Rui needed to think carefully about his next move, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others, so he said, "Give me a private room. It's better."
The waiter took a look at Zhao Rui, probably a little surprised that Zhao Rui opened a box by himself, but he was very tactful and didn't say anything.
She went to the counter to check the records, and then led Zhao Rui straight to a private room named Tianheju on the second floor.
This private room is not very big, it is only suitable for two or three people to get together, but the decoration is very elegant, it can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent on this aspect.
In addition, the location of the private room is very good. Through the spotless glass windows, you can see the bustling street scene outside the window.
Zhao Rui ordered a pot of Dahongpao and some snacks, and while eating the snacks and drinking green tea, he thought about how to find the lost page of the Book of Conferred Gods in the city of Binyang.
With the lesson of searching for the Book of Conferred Gods in the sea, Zhao Rui knew that he could no longer search aimlessly like before.
Otherwise, it is a waste of time and may not be able to obtain useful clues.
However, he couldn't use his contacts in the cultivation world to search with great fanfare.
Because, the Book of Conferred Gods is an ancient treasure, and it has a huge attraction for any practitioner in the cultivation world.
Now cultivators are not interested in the Book of Conferred Gods, that's because they think it's just an illusory legend.
If the news is accidentally leaked, let the practitioners in the cultivation world know that there really is a Book of Conferred Gods in the world. Those cultivators will definitely swarm out, even if they dig three feet into the ground, they must find this rare treasure!
By then, I'm afraid he will become even more attractive than Tang Seng.
Those cultivators who have been dazzled by greed, as well as all kinds of monsters and ghosts, will never let him go easily!
Not to mention looking for clues to the Book of Conferred Gods in Binyang, even his own life might be difficult to save.
Naturally, Zhao Rui would not be so stupid as to let himself fall into such a troublesome and dangerous situation. He picked up his teacup, took a sip of the tea, and then frowned slightly, thinking about how to find it safely and quickly. About the second page The whereabouts of the Book of Conferred Gods.
While thinking there, the waiter who led the way just now came in, followed by the teahouse owner sweating profusely.
The boss entered the private room, took out a white handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled apologetically at Zhao Rui: "Sir, I'm very sorry, may I ask, would you like to change to a private room?"
"Change place? Why do you want to change place?" Zhao Rui asked the boss with a strange look.
"That's right." The boss said with a smile, "Our waiter made a mistake just now. In fact, this box has already been reserved for someone. Now the guests have come, so..."
"Your boxes should still be available, can't they go to other boxes?"
The boss smiled wryly and said, "The guest has designated this box. Can you change it? If you are willing to change it, snacks and tea are all free."
Zhao Rui didn't care about this small amount of money, but he remembered that when the waiter led him to this private room, he checked the records on purpose. If he made a reservation, there must be a record, how could he make a mistake
Besides, even if there is a reservation, there is not only this one private room, isn't it the same for other private rooms? Why does it have to be him
There is only one possibility, and that is that someone has taken a fancy to this private room and asked him to let it out.
After figuring this out, Zhao Rui couldn't help being very displeased. He sat still, just took a bite of his snack, and said lightly, "What if I don't want to change it?"
The owner of the teahouse did not expect that this guest would be so difficult, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, not knowing what to do next.
At this moment, an impatient voice came from outside the door: "Boss Li, is the matter still not settled?"
Before the words were finished, a young man in his twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a designer suit, walked in.
This young man looked gentle and gentle, with a smile on his face, but there was an imperceptible arrogance hidden between his brows.
The owner of the restaurant quickly put on a flattering smile, leaned over and said, "Secretary Zhang, I'm really... I'm really sorry, the guests don't want to change the private room."
"Don't you want to change?" The secretary smiled and said flatly, "Secretary Shi is coming soon, and he brought a distinguished guest with him. If you let Secretary Shi lose face in front of the guests, what should you do?" what to do?"
The sweat on Boss Li's forehead became more severe. He kept wiping the sweat with his handkerchief nervously, and then said, "Then I'll... persuade you again?"
"Forget it, let me do it." Secretary Zhang saw that the owner of the teahouse was nervous enough, and felt that he might as well show favors, so he stretched out his hand to stop him, then walked up to Zhao Rui, raised his head slightly, elongated his tone, condescending He said, "This private room is exclusively for Secretary Shi, and it has already been reserved by Secretary Shi. Sir, I hope you can cooperate with our work. It's best, don't make things difficult for us."
Secretary Zhang's words were considered polite, but the threatening meaning in it was naked without any cover-up.
Boss Li probed at the right time and added: "It's Secretary Shi of our Binyang Municipal Law Committee."
Public security, procuratorate, and law are the three most powerful departments in the "government".
However, as a cultivator, Zhao Rui didn't take it seriously. Secretary Zhang's bureaucratic behavior made him feel even more disgusted.
"Everything has to come first. Now I am sitting in this private room, drinking tea, I will leave naturally. However, before I finish drinking, no matter who comes, I will not give in. By the way, you This secretary is also very dedicated, not only eating and drinking with him, but even such trivial matters, he has to do it himself, he is really dedicated to his duty!"
Zhao Ruiyu finished speaking sarcastically, without even looking at the secretary, he picked up the cup and drank tea leisurely.
Secretary Zhang's face darkened slightly, and he was furious.
As Secretary Shi's confidant, Secretary Zhang, it's too late for most people to curry favor, so who would dare to offend
But how could this ordinary commoner in front of him, who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, dare to sneer at him like this, how could he not be angry
However, after several years of training in the office, he has almost been able to hide his emotions and anger, so he suppressed the anger in his heart, adjusted his glasses, and said with a fake smile: "Very good. You actually If you dare to talk to me like this, even our Secretary Shi doesn't pay attention to it. Hmph, you are such a reckless bastard!"
After speaking, he slammed the door hard and strode out.
Boss Li secretly complained, and hurriedly followed behind, chasing out while accompanying him.
Secretary Zhang ignored him, went straight outside, took out his cell phone expressionlessly, and called a friend in the police circle.
"Immediately send two people to Tianheju in Qingyuan Tea House, and take the bastards inside back to deal with them severely. The harder the better, as long as they don't die!" Secretary Zhang grinned slightly, with a gentle expression on his face. ’ with a ferocious expression.