The best ambiguous master

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, you, why are you here?" The moment she saw Zhao Xiaohan, Sister Hong was a little stunned. Similarly, when she saw who the woman standing opposite was, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help it. Shaking his head, he smiled wryly. Before, why didn't he know that Sister Hong had a talent for doing business?

Sister Hong is none other than the same Sister Hong who sits cross-legged in front of the TV and watches TV all day long, and occasionally has a petty bourgeois sentiment and calls Zhao Xiaohan "Zhao Heilian" behind her back. I don't know what's going on, As soon as she sees Zhao Xiaohan, Sister Hong will feel nervous and scared from the bottom of her heart.

"Why can't I be here?" Zhao Xiaohan frowned, and glanced at Sister Hong across the way. The red cheongsam showed that her figure was well-proportioned, with exquisite curves, especially the charm of her age, which was more than enough The little girls who killed blockbusters in seconds, but when Zhao Xiaohan knew that the lady proprietress of this restaurant was actually Sister Hong, he was really surprised. If he hadn’t met him, he would never have believed that this delicious and lazy Sister Hong, Still have the brains to open a restaurant in partnership with someone?

"Yes, of course I can." Sister Hong smiled awkwardly, but she couldn't help cursing "Zhao Black Face" in her heart, watching Zhao Xiaohan and Sister Hong talking to each other, and it seemed that Sister Hong was very afraid of Zhao Xiaohan , Han Linger couldn't help wondering, "You two know each other?"

"I know." Zhao Xiaohan hummed, nodded, and sat down. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's lukewarm attitude, Sister Hong could only look at Han Linger and said with a smile: "I have known Mr. Zhao for a long time. And his wife Shen..." In the middle of speaking, Sister Hong hurriedly covered her mouth, she suddenly thought of a possibility, that is, Han Linger, could it be Zhao Xiaohan's secret little lover?

"You mean Sister Shen Bing?" Hearing Sister Hong's words, Han Ling'er smiled and said, "Sister Shen Bing and I have been friends for several years and have known each other for a long time. Don't worry, Mr. Zhao and I are just ordinary friends. you do not need to worry."

"No, no." Sister Hong hurriedly waved her hands, lowered her head, and observed Zhao Xiaohan's expression, only to find that Zhao Xiaohan was still sitting there with the same expression on his face, eating vegetables and drinking tea on his own, Seemingly not affected at all, seeing Zhao Xiaohan's calm expression, Sister Hong became a little confused. Could it be that Han Linger and Zhao Xiaohan are really just ordinary friends?

Impossible, Sister Hong shook her head, saying that men become bad when they are rich, how could Zhao Xiaohan not have a secret little lover if he is so rich?In this world, how can there be a cat that doesn't steal?

"Would you like to sit down and eat something together?" Seeing Sister Hong pondering over there, Zhao Xiaohan raised his head and asked her casually. After hearing what Zhao Xiaohan said, Sister Hong shook her head hastily: "No , No need, I just ate, you guys eat, I still have something to do, I will go first."

After the words fell, Sister Hong ran away in a panic. Seeing Sister Hong's fleeing appearance, Han Ling'er couldn't help laughing: "Xiaohan, how do I feel, you are like this family?" The owner of the restaurant, Miss Hong looks like a waiter at the restaurant? You see, when she sees you scared, people who don’t know think you’re bullying them.”

"She owes me money, and I'm afraid I'll ask her for the bill." Zhao Xiaohan said casually, picked up a chopstick of hot food and put it into Han Linger's bowl, smiled and said, "Come, eat."

The meal seemed very hearty, and the two chatted from time to time, which was very happy. Ever since the two met, they had never chatted so openly like today. Maybe it was Han Linger's mentality. It's changed, maybe Zhao Xiaohan's mentality has changed, neither of them mentioned the past anymore, just like old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, chat about the past, talk about the days when they worked together, and then endure I couldn't help shaking my head and smiling.

An hour later, at the bar, a beautiful waitress was clearing the bill. When Zhao Xiaohan and Han Linger walked out, the waitress spoke first: "Sister Linger, Sister Hong has already paid for the two of you. gone."

"Have you bought it?" After hearing what the waiter said, Han Linger was a little puzzled, but Zhao Xiaohan was not surprised at all. After hearing Han Linger's words, the waiter nodded and said: "Yes, Miss Hong said, today you and this If she buys Mr. Zhao's order, it will be treated as if she invited the two of you to dinner."

"Where is Sister Hong?" Zhao Xiaohan glanced around, but did not find Sister Hong.

"Sister Hong left first, and she also told us that we must not accept the payment from the two of you, otherwise, we will be fired."

After hearing the waiter's words, Han Ling'er's face became a little surprised, and Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but want to laugh more, but his face was still serious, he nodded lightly, hummed, took a step forward, and looked He looked at the waiter and said, "Bring me another bag of Zhonghua, and it will be on Sister Hong's account."

Eating and drinking, still want to take it?After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the waiter took out a pack of cigarettes without saying a word. Zhao Xiaohan opened the cigarette, lit one, took a puff, and then said softly: "Thank you for me, the proprietress." , let’s just say that tonight’s meal is very rich, and I am very satisfied.”

When the voice fell, Zhao Xiaohan turned around and walked out. Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's calm appearance, Han Linger and the waiter looked at each other, seeing a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes, and then Han Linger chased him out of the living room , outside the yard, Zhao Xiaohan sat in front of the car and waited, the red cigarette butts were particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"What's the relationship between you and Sister Hong? I'm very curious." Walking to Zhao Xiaohan's side, Han Linger stood side by side and spoke softly. After hearing Han Linger's words, Zhao Xiaohan smiled, turned his head, glanced at her and said : "Really want to know?"

Han Linger nodded, Zhao Xiaohan smiled, threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, and said with a light smile: "Most of the money she made to open the restaurant came from my purse, and she opened it behind my back. Of course, I It’s not the kind of relationship you think with her, it’s impossible for me to take care of an aunt, she is Xiaobing’s cousin, she lives with me now, and usually takes care of Xiaobing’s life and daily life.”

"Oh, no wonder." Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's explanation, Han Ling'er suddenly realized: "No wonder she is so afraid of you, seeing you is like a mouse seeing a cat. It turns out that all her money is kickbacks from you. , Master Han, it seems that you are not ordinary rich, you can open a restaurant just by getting some kickbacks from you, but if you skimp on some oil and water, you can’t open some kind of company hotel?"

When the voice fell, Han Linger suddenly blinked a few times, put on a very cute pose, and said cutely: "Master Han, can you take care of me? I can wash clothes, cook, and chat with you. As a local tyrant , would you consider taking care of me?"

"Don't be cute." Zhao Xiaohan coughed, and said righteously: "Actually, I am more cute than you." After saying a word, Zhao Xiaohan immediately drew a pair of scissors, opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "Look, do you think I'm cute?"

"No." Han Ling'er shook her head: "Not only did I not think you are cute, but I think you are stupid. Master Han, your image of a local tyrant in my heart collapsed and disappeared."

"Miss Linger, I think we can no longer play happily." Zhao Xiaohan smiled, turned and opened the car door, and sat in the co-pilot's seat. Watching Zhao Xiaohan turn back to the car, Han Linger also opened the car door and sat back. He got into the car, started the car, and said softly, "Master Han, take you home?"

"Yeah." Zhao Xiaohan nodded lightly: "I have time to chat with Xiaobing for a while, she misses you a lot, and often talks about you in front of me."

"Recently, I've been too busy. When I have time, I must go see her." Han Ling'er nodded. At that moment, the car started and slowly drove towards the dark place in the distance. On a big tree, a man in a black night suit lit a cigarette at this moment. In his hand, he entrusted a long-range sniper rifle, and the direction the gun was pointing was also impressively the same as that of Zhao Zhao just now. Xiaohan's location.

"Squeak..." There was a loud noise in the headset, and a second later, a clear voice came from the headset: "Why didn't you shoot just now?"

Hearing the voice in the headset, the man smiled lightly, smoked a cigarette, and said softly: "Hehe, that woman is very beautiful, I don't want a beautiful woman to see red blood."

"Your time is running out, Zhao Xiaohan, within three days, you must die."

"I know."

"You have to know that the employer is already very impatient with you. If you can't solve him, Honghua will continue to look for a suitable killer."

"No, I've already failed once, how could I fail a second time?"

"No one can take his life away except me, hehe, hehe..."

After the voice fell, the man directly tore off the headset in his hand, and it was still on the ground with a "pop", but a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which looked so creepy under the moonlight: "Hehe, Zhao Xiaohan, Last time, you almost killed me, this time, I will let you die in my heart to wash away my shame!"

"Si..." A gust of wind blew by, and a subtle voice rang out. In an instant, the man jumped from the tree and landed on the ground, and quickly put the sniper rifle in his hand on the He put it on his back, and slowly disappeared into the night at a wind-like speed. It seemed that the heavy sniper rifle on his back did not exert the slightest weight and pressure on him. He was still galloping like the wind. .