The car stopped outside a high-rise apartment building in Saigon. Qiao Wen saw that the place was quiet and strange, and it really didn't seem like a place where any good restaurants would be hidden.
He asked strangely, "What kind of restaurant is there?"
Qin Yunfei turned off the car, turned around and said, "I forgot to tell you, my boss wants to invite you to dinner at his apartment, and he cooks himself." As he spoke, he looked at him with a half-smile, as if he wanted to see him He showed a panicked and hesitant expression.
It's a pity that Qiao Wen just frowned slightly, and then said softly: "Then I will trouble you to lead the way."
Qin Yunfei was slightly taken aback, then suppressed his smile, and resumed his usual ridicule: "I really underestimated your courage."
Qiao Wen twitched the corners of his mouth indifferently. He wasn't really brave, but based on his judgment of Lin Zirui, a demon who hides so deeply wouldn't use up and down methods.
He opened the car door and got out of the car, followed Qin Yunfei into the apartment building.
The elevator stopped on the top floor, Qin Yunfei stepped forward and rang the doorbell, and the door was quickly opened from the inside. Lin Zirui appeared behind the door with a gentle face: "Awen, you are here!"
He was still wearing a shirt and trousers indoors, his sleeves were slightly rolled up, his figure was straight, and he was facing the wind like a tree. If it weren't for too many suspicions and speculations in his heart, it would be very difficult for Qiao Wen to feel bad for such a gentle and handsome face that was very similar to his old friend.
He took a deep breath secretly, and said with a smile: "I never thought Jeffrey, a young master, knows how to cook."
Lin Zirui said: "You don't know how unpalatable the food in England is? It's also very difficult to hire a private chef who has passed the test of skills. After I graduated from middle school, I had my own residence. I just learned how to cook by myself, but I don’t dare to say how much skill I have. It happened that the company had nothing to do today, and I came back to cook on a whim. I just tried to ask A Fei to see if you were on the set. I didn’t expect it to be a coincidence. "
While speaking, he turned sideways to let Qiao Wen enter the room.
"It means I'm lucky today." Qiao Wen stepped in and said with a smile.
Qin Yunfei, who was still standing at the door, also wanted to go in, but Lin Zirui lightly blocked the door: "A Fei, I don't need to go out today, you go back and rest."
Qin Yunfei hesitated slightly, looked past him, and looked at Qiao Wen inside, who looked calm, and seemed not to care about his current situation. He sneered in his heart, and even maliciously hoped that Qiao Wen would suffer a severe loss, maybe in this way, he could dampen his arrogance.
He nodded to Lin Zirui, turned and left.
Lin Zirui closed the door, looked at Qiao Wen who was waiting behind him with a smile, and showed a gentle and handsome smile: "Awen, go in and sit down."
Qiao Wen also laughed, and followed him through the hallway to the living room. The decoration of the apartment is very simple, and the whole house looks very spacious. Qiao Wen was about to sit down on the sofa when he caught sight of a sand table next to him. He stopped and asked curiously, "Do you like to play with this?"
Lin Zirui said: "Occasionally I'm too bored when I'm alone, so I'll play around. You sit for a while, and when the borscht in the pot is ready, we'll have dinner."
Qiao Wen nodded: "Okay."
Lin Zirui entered the kitchen, the sound of food wafting faintly in the air, it was obvious that he was a good cook. Qiao Wen stood in front of the sand table, frowning slightly looking at the games in the sand table.
It is the red and blue sides who are fighting. It looks similar to playing chess, but there is no winner or loser. What Qiao Wen was more curious about was that the general of the blue side did not lead troops in front, but sat on a high hillside, as if looking down at the battle situation below.
He was fascinated by watching, when Lin Zirui came to him again, and asked casually, "What? Are you interested in this?"
Qiao Wen shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm curious because I haven't played it before." He pointed to the blue general on the top of the mountain, "This is the commander, why is he here? If it's a parallel bar fight, why is he in command?"
Lin Zirui said: "A commander, if he wants to win a battle, the most important thing is to plan ahead. He is here, which means that everything is already under his control, and he only needs to watch the show."
Qiao Wen nodded thoughtfully.
Lin Zirui asked casually: "If you were the commander in chief, what would you do?"
Qiao Wen said: "If there is a real war, I am not capable of being a commander."
Lin Zirui laughed, reached out and patted his shoulder lightly, and said, "Come on, let's go eat."
Qiao Wen is good at communication.
Lin Zirui's cooking skills are really good, and he is very particular about the presentation. The steak is served with broccoli and cherry tomatoes, and the top is decorated with rosemary. The borscht is served in a white bone china soup bowl, exuding a strong aroma, and two glass bowls are filled with mixed fruit salad.
Qiao Wen remembered that Chen Jianan used to cook a pot of noodles, adding all kinds of meat and vegetables, especially spicy oil and sauerkraut. The appearance is really not flattering, but the taste is always surprisingly good After eating in one pot, the two of them usually had to rest on the sofa for a long time to recover.
Thinking of this, he smiled to himself. If that guy knew that he was coming to Lin Zirui's house for dinner, he would be so angry that he would jump his feet again.
Lin Zirui noticed the slight upturn of the corners of his mouth, poured half a bowl of borscht for him, and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking?"
Qiao Wen took the bowl and thanked him, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "I want to be able to eat the delicious food made by Master Lin himself. It's really an honor."
Lin Zirui was obviously pleased by his words, raised his brows lightly and smiled and said, "It is also my honor to let Ah Wen eat the meal I cooked with my own hands. There is no special preparation today, and the food is very simple. I will treat Ah Wen to eat some other day." Chinese food."
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"Okay." Qiao Wen lowered his head and began to eat slowly.
No matter how dangerous Lin Zirui is, this simple but delicious lunch obviously won't cause any problems. After eating and drinking, the two sat on the sofa and chatted for more than half an hour before Qiao Wen got up to say goodbye.
The elevator went down to the first floor, and just after it opened, Qiao Wen saw Qin Yunfei lazily leaning against the door with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth.
Seeing him, he stood up a little bit, curled the corner of his mouth, and looked him up and down playfully.
Qiao Wen came out of the elevator, and continued to walk outside while lightly saying, "Lin Zirui didn't poison the food, I'm disappointed."
Qin Yunfei followed him, and said abruptly, "Awen, I will cooperate with you."
Qiao Wen stopped and turned to look at him: "Why?"
Qin Yunfei said: "I want to see if you are wrong."
Qiao Wen asked back: "What if I was wrong?"
Qin Yunfei shrugged: "It means you are not mediocre."
Qiao Wen smiled: "It doesn't matter if I made a mistake in judgment, because I'm not good at first. But..." He stretched out his hand, "Brother Fei, we're happy to cooperate."
This time Qin Yunfei was not as frivolous as before, he just shook his hand lightly, and said, "If Lin Zirui really told you what you said, leave his life to me."
Qiao Wen said: "I don't kill people, but if he is really guilty, it should be left to the court to decide."
Qin Yunfei scoffed contemptuously: "Naive!"
Qiao Wen shook his head disapprovingly, and glanced lightly at the male and female face in front of him, thinking that this person is really paranoid to the point of madness. He used to hate him a little, but now he has some sympathy.
A person who doesn't know how to live for himself is most likely because he has never been treated kindly since he was a child, so he regards the kindness he once received as his remaining belief.
Zhao Shanhai was a bastard who didn't die well, but having such a loyal subordinate was not in vain.