Along the way, Qin Sheng did not ask any more questions. He felt that something was wrong. Bi Yong was no longer of any value. He asked Zhao Song to call Hong Tao and come to Meijiawu as soon as possible. At this time, Hong Tao was no longer a suspect.
After arriving at Meijiawu, Zhao Song tied Bi Yong to the pillar in the lobby. Qin Sheng began to deduce the whole thing. He thought that by capturing Bi Yong, he would know where Brother Hong was and this matter would be settled. Now it seemed that it was not that simple.
Qin Sheng was deep in thought. Zhao Song did not dare to disturb him. He waited outside the door quietly for Hong Tao to come back. Half an hour later, Hong Tao came late. He could not wait to run into the lobby. Seeing Bi Yong tied to the pillar, he asked confusedly, "Mr. Qin, what is the meaning of this?"
"Ask him yourself," Qin Sheng snorted.
Bi Yong cried and admitted his mistake. "Brother Tao, I was wrong. It's all my fault. I betrayed everyone."
Bi Yong and Hong Tao were both Brother Hong's relatives, so they had known each other for a long time and were quite familiar with each other. It had never occurred to him that Bi Yong would be a traitor. He was so angry that he almost exploded. He grabbed Bi Yong's collar and said, "F * ck, you're a f * cking traitor. Did you betray my brother? Tell me, where is my brother?
Qin Sheng motioned for Zhao Song to pull Hong Tao away and explained, "He doesn't know where Brother Hong is. They are not a group of people."
Zhao Song then explained everything. Hong Tao finally understood, but he was even more shocked. It turned out that there was more than one group of people watching them. Who was the one who leaked the news last night?
"Let me ask you something." Qin Sheng realized that he might have made a mistake and asked.
Zhao Song and the others stared at Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng said slowly, "I arrived in Hangzhou last night. Did Brother Zhao tell you what time I arrived?"
This question was naturally directed at Bi Yong and Hong Tao.
Bi Yong and Hong Tao looked at each other and shook their heads. "Brother Zhao did not say. He just called us later and said that Mr. Qin would be coming tonight and asked us to prepare some food and drinks."
Qin Sheng squinted and nodded meaningfully. He then asked, "After I escaped last night, what happened inside? What happened to Brother Zhao?"
So far, out of the four of them, three were at the scene. Only Zhao Quan was not there. Qin Sheng did not know whether he was dead or alive, so he asked this question.
"After you left, Zhao Song also chased after you. Only the three of us were left in the yard. It seems that Brother Zhao was seriously injured. When we escaped, he was already lying on the ground," Hong Tao sighed and said, "He might have met with misfortune."
The more Qin Sheng thought about it, the more confused he became. The logic was not right. If Brother Zhao was another traitor, how could he have died? Even if Brother Zhao didn't die, as long as they worked together last night, he would definitely be captured. Also, if Brother Zhao betrayed Jiang Xianbang, then his nephew Zhao Song might as well. But from last night until now, Zhao Song's phone had been under his control. There was no news at all.
It seemed that it was impossible for him to solve this problem on his own. Qin Sheng thought of the two old acquaintances. As long as there were common interests, even enemies could become friends. Moreover, there were some old acquaintances, although they were somewhat unhappy.
"Bi Yong, do you have the contact information of the Zhang siblings?" Qin Sheng asked with interest.
Bi Yong's face changed instantly. "Mr. Qin, how do you know about them?"
Qin Sheng was too lazy to explain too much. He just ordered, "Don't worry so much. Call them and tell them that an old acquaintance wants to see them. Not only can they get that thing, but also the ancient jade that the Zhang and Song families have been fighting for."
Zhao Song took out Bi Yong's phone. After untiing him, he motioned for him to make the call quickly. Although Bi Yong was very puzzled, he still dialed the behind-the-scenes boss's number.
Within a few seconds, the phone was connected. Bi Yong said respectfully, "Mr. Zhang, this is Bi Yong. I have something to report to you."
Beside West Lake, in Zhiweiguan, the Zhang siblings were accompanying a family friend for a meal. This friend had a lot of connections in Hangzhou and was asking him to inquire about the recent events.
Zhang Zibang, who was wearing a black leather jacket and had a trendy hairstyle, got up and walked outside with his phone. He squinted and said, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. I'm still busy."
"Mr. Zhang, an old friend of yours wants to see you. He said that as long as you cooperate, not only can you get the thing you want, but you can also get the ancient jade that the Zhang and Song families have been fighting for." Bi Yong did not waste time and reported according to Qin Sheng's words.
Sure enough, as soon as he said this, Zhang Zibang's face changed instantly. He frowned and said, "What's his name? Where is he now? "
"He said that you will know when you come. He is next to me now. Do you want to see him?" Bi Yong continued.
Zhang Zibang pondered for a few seconds and gritted his teeth. "Where are you now? I'll come over right away."
"I'm at Meijiawu, where you came today," Bi Yong said truthfully. After this sentence, Zhao Song grabbed the phone and hung up without saying another word.
Zhang Zibang, who was by West Lake, was about to ask a few more questions, but the phone was hung up directly. He really did not know who this old friend was. Not only could he help them get that thing, but he also knew about the ancient jade that the Zhang and Song families were fighting for.
Whether it was true or not, even if he was fooled, Zhang Zibang had to go because the matter was more important. He quickly ran into the box and pulled his sister Zhang Ziyu to Meijiawu.
In the small courtyard of Meijiawu's Tea Hill, Qin Sheng, who had been embarrassed for the whole day, finally had time to rest. This was the hometown of Longjing, the place where the superior Longjing was produced. If he did not drink some Longjing, it would be a waste to stay here for so long.
"Zhao Song, do you have tea? Make a pot of tea, "Qin Sheng ordered Zhao Song.
Zhao Song immediately went out and rummaged through the cabinets. There were indeed a lot of stored tea leaves, but he did not know what grade they were. Not long after, a pot of tea was ready. Qin Sheng picked up the teacup, tasted it carefully and said, "Good tea."
Longjing had always been known for its tenderness. It was divided into "Lotus Heart", "Sparrow Tongue", and "Qiqiang" according to the degree of tenderness and the time of harvest. The tenderness and uniformity of fresh leaves formed the basis of the quality of Longjing tea.
Around the "Qingming Festival", the raw materials for special and high-grade tea were harvested. Around the "Guyu" to "Lixia", the "Small Three Grades" were harvested. That was, one bud and two leaves or one or two young leaves were the raw materials for high-grade and medium-grade tea. Summer and autumn tea was harvested with one bud and two leaves. In the early stage, the "Small Three Grades" were harvested, and in the later stage, one bud and three leaves were harvested.
Therefore, the best Longjing tea was naturally harvested during the Qingming Festival.
This pot of tea was brewed three times. Qin Sheng chatted with Lin Xin on WeChat. This girl was quite resentful towards Qin Sheng. She said that it was almost New Year's Day and she wanted to go home. She asked Qin Sheng if he had time to accompany her back. The second day of New Year's Day was her mother's birthday. She wanted to accompany her mother to celebrate her birthday.
Qin Sheng thought for a moment. He remembered that in the past, no matter who celebrated their birthday every year, they could have a big meal. Especially on his birthday, Uncle Lin and his wife would either bring him back to Zhongnan Mountains to spend the day with the Old Master, or if the Old Master was unwilling to come out or had something to do, Uncle Lin and his wife would bring him to play in the city.
Family was something Qin Sheng had always been envious of. Fortunately, he had the Lin family, which made up for the regret in his life. Otherwise, his character might be very strange.
Therefore, Qin Sheng had always felt that he owed the Lin family a lot. Especially after his grandfather passed away, he had placed the Lin family in the most important position.
When Uncle Lin got into trouble, he was not there and did not help. Therefore, Qin Sheng wanted to work hard and make a name for himself as soon as possible. He could also think of a way to clear Uncle Lin's name.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to agree to accompany Lin Xin back to Xi 'an on New Year's Day.
At this time, there was finally some movement outside. Hong Tao hurriedly ran in and shouted, "Mr. Qin, they're here."
Qin Sheng slowly stood up and went out to greet them. At this time, the Zhang siblings also walked into the small courtyard with their subordinates. The moment they saw Qin Sheng, they finally understood who this old acquaintance was. It turned out that it was Qin Sheng who had lost their family's ancient jade.
Qin Sheng stood in front of the steps and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang, Ziyu, how have you been?"
Zhang Ziyu, who had come back to her senses, stared at Qin Sheng as if she had seen the person who had killed her father. Zhang Ziyu was dressed in punk style clothes and had rivets all over her body. She had pigtails, dyed her hair purple and red, and put on big eyeshadow. She really had a unique style.
Qin Sheng wanted to say something, but Zhang Ziyu suddenly burst out and rushed to Qin Sheng without warning. Qin Sheng shouted, "Damn it, again?"
The Zhang family's subordinates wanted to follow him, but were stopped by Zhang Zibang. They just stood there and watched the scene. Anyway, Qin Sheng would not do anything to his sister. After all, Ziyu was no match for him.
The violent lady, Zhang Ziyu, rushed in front of Qin Sheng and kicked him directly. The riveted shoes on her feet were so domineering that anyone who was hit would be badly injured. Qin Sheng had no choice but to dodge backward quickly. After Zhang Ziyu's kick landed on the ground, it directly smashed a bluestone slab. It could be seen that she had used a lot of strength.
"Can't you talk properly? Don't hit me every time we meet," Qin Sheng said slightly angrily.
Zhang Ziyu did not care at all and swept her foot horizontally. Qin Sheng bent down to dodge, stood up and grabbed Zhang Ziyu's long legs, which were definitely played by men for years, and said again, "Can't you talk properly? If you continue like this, I'll hit you."
"You rogue, I'm going to kill you today!" Zhang Ziyu shouted.
At this moment, Zhao Song, Bi Yong, and Hong Tao were dumbfounded. What was going on? Weren't they old friends? Why did they hit each other when they met?
Zhang Ziyu was not willing to give up and even wanted to kill. No matter how patient Qin Sheng was, he got angry.
When Zhang Ziyu did not manage to turn around in time, Qin Sheng directly grabbed her arm from behind and hugged her waist. This action was extremely ambiguous. Zhang Ziyu's proud breasts made people drool with desire.
"You lecher, let go of me." Zhang Ziyu struggled to resist, but she was no match for Qin Sheng. She was so angry that she scolded.
Qin Sheng did not bother to pay attention to her and shouted to Zhang Zibang, "Brother Zhang, can you control your sister?"
Zhang Zibang had to say, "Ziyu, that's enough."
Hearing this, Qin Sheng let go of Zhang Ziyu and pushed her to Zhang Zibang. Zhang Ziyu still wanted to hit him, but was stopped by Zhang Zibang.
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