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Chapter 490

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"Ahem, well, Mr. Ding …"

But the task assigned by the chief must be completed even if it was extremely dangerous. This was the mission of a soldier. After hesitating for a long time and adjusting his mood, Luo Zhicheng coughed twice and braced himself to speak.

"Brother Luo, you don't have to say it. Tell the chief that I will provide him with 25 kilograms of tea every year for free in the future. No more than that."

Ding Ning had good hearing. Even if Luo Zhicheng's phone was a special anti-eavesdropping phone, he could still hear it clearly. He had a good impression of Luo Zhicheng.

Seeing that Luo Zhicheng was embarrassed to speak, Ding Ning did not want to embarrass him. Before he finished speaking, he immediately interrupted him and made a promise.

This could be considered as returning the favor, repaying the big shots for agreeing to his "absurd" request.

Luo Zhicheng scratched his head and smiled foolishly. He did not expect Ding Ning to be so smart, which saved him a lot of trouble, and he could not help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

For someone like him who wasn't good with words, he would rather fight to the death with his enemies on the battlefield than negotiate with others. That wasn't his strong suit.

However, his face soon became strange. His phone was a special anti-eavesdropping phone. How did Ding Ning hear what Chief No. 2 said to him? Immediately, he asked suspiciously, "Mr. Ding, how do you know the chief's order?"

Ding Ning's heart skipped a beat. "Oh, no! I just don't want to embarrass Luo Zhicheng, but I forget this." Thinking quickly, he soon came up with a reasonable excuse and said with a confident smile, "I have confidence in my tea. When I sent the tea to the chiefs to taste, I expected this scene. So, when the chief called you just now, I knew what was going on without saying anything."

Luo Zhicheng was suddenly enlightened and showed admiration. "Mr. Ding, you are really good at devising strategies and foreseeing opportunities."

"Haha, Brother Luo, you flatter me."

Seeing that he had fooled him, Ding Ning quickly changed the topic and said, "Brother Luo, now we know each other. Don't call me Mr. Ding, which sounds too distant. If you think highly of me, you can call me by my name, or call me Little Ding."

"How can I do that? It's impolite to call you by your name, and it's not appropriate to call you Little Ding. Well, I think we are congenial. If you don't mind, let's call each other brothers in private."

Luo Zhicheng said with some embarrassment.

"That's great. I like Brother Luo's forthright personality. We'll be brothers from now on."

Ding Ning said delightedly. He did not have any utilitarian intention to make friends with Luo Zhicheng. He just felt that this person was pretty good and was a bit like Xiahou. They were both the kind of people who were cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"Okay, then it's a deal. Let's exchange phone numbers later, and contact each other often in the future."

Luo Zhicheng said with a smile. The fate between people was so wonderful. He had a good impression of Ding Ning before, and he could feel that the chief attached great importance to him, so he naturally did not mind making friends with him.

"Brother, where are you from?"

"I'm from Dongshan. What about you?"

"I'm from Diannan. I'm in Ninghai now. If you have the chance to go to Ninghai, give me a call in advance. I'll entertain you."

"Hmm, we'll see when the time comes. You also know that my profession doesn't have much freedom."

"By the way, brother, are you a soldier?"

"No, I'm a martial artist."

"Then how did you become the chief's guard? I heard that guards are all soldiers, aren't they?"

"There are soldiers and people who practice martial arts. I only became one of the Chief's guards by chance."

Now that they were familiar with each other, Ding Ning did not stand on ceremony with him and began to fish for information from him. It was not that he had any intention, but he really did not see that Luo Zhicheng had the temperament of a soldier, so he was very curious about how a warrior could become the chief's guard.

Unfortunately, Luo Zhicheng was very tight-lipped, and when it came to this aspect, he always gave vague and perfunctory answers.

Ding Ning's eyes flickered with thoughtfulness. "It seems that there are no trifles around the chief. Luo Zhicheng is a very principled person, so he definitely will not talk casually."

Ding Ning didn't want to embarrass him, so he changed the topic and talked with him about some unimportant things. They were happy and harmonious, and the relationship between them was further improved.

When they arrived at Shengzeyuan Restaurant, Luo Zhicheng and Ding Ning exchanged phone numbers, and then parted reluctantly. Of course, Ding Ning was not stingy to this new friend and gave him a kilo of tea. Luo Zhicheng did not refuse and accepted it neatly.

However, according to Ding Ning's understanding of him, Luo Zhicheng would definitely hand it in as soon as he went back, but it was none of his business. Anyway, Ding Ning owed Luo Zhicheng a favor.

Ding Ning had thought that Shengzeyuan Restaurant was just a restaurant, but he did not know until now that Shengzeyuan Restaurant was a comprehensive building whose main business was catering and supplemented by bars, baths, disco, KTV, video game rooms, Internet cafes, hotels, and other industries.

The whole building was 18 stories high and covered a very wide area, but the restaurant was not in the building. The lobby on the first floor was only the kitchen and the elevator.

Led by a beautiful receptionist in a cheongsam, Ding Ning passed through the lobby on the first floor and came to a courtyard with a large area behind the building.

The receptionist in the lobby just sent him to the entrance of the courtyard and then handed him over to the receptionist who was in charge of dining.

It was a beautiful girl who was 1.7 meters tall, had a curvaceous figure, and wore her hair in an ancient bun. She bowed very politely and asked, "Sir, do you have a reservation?"

"Jiatianxia!"

Ding Ning specially asked Huzi about the reserved place. It was said that Jiatianxia was one of the few large private rooms in Shengzeyuan Restaurant that could accommodate more than 20 people to have a meal together.

"Okay, sir, please come with me."

The receptionist gracefully made a gesture of "please" and walked quickly to lead the way.

In the courtyard, there were pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, and rugged rocks, as if they had entered Gusu's garden. The scenery along the way was beautiful, but Ding Ning did not stare at the receptionist's constantly twisting buttocks, but constantly appreciated the beautiful scenery around him.

To his surprise, Jiatianxia was not in one of the private rooms on both sides of the courtyard as Ding Ning thought, but in a relatively large pavilion, in which a huge dining table was placed.

Passing through the winding wooden bridge, he came to the pavilion. Countless koi fish were wandering in the pond under his feet, and the water rippled beautifully.

The breeze blew gently, and the stream gurgled. Ding Ning felt as if he was in nature, relaxed and happy, and his whole body was comfortable.

"The people in the city really know how to have fun." Ding Ning looked at the garden-like characteristic restaurant and couldn't help but think, "It's okay to enjoy the cool in summer, but in winter, only those who can bear the cold will choose to eat in this pavilion."

From his astonished expression at the beginning, the receptionist seemed to know that it was his first time to come here, so she introduced it to him very gently. Only then did he know that there were 74 pavilions of different sizes like this in Shengzeyuan Restaurant.

When the pavilion was built, the hobbies and needs of the diners had been fully considered. It was open when the weather was sunny, but once it was rainy or the diners did not want to eat in the open air, they could activate the built-in mechanism in the pavilion to turn it into a closed private room at any time.

In addition to the pavilion, there were 126 fixed private rooms on both sides of the courtyard. Of course, these private rooms were also specially designed and could be turned into open-air dining places at any time according to the diners' needs, but they were not as comfortable as the pavilion.

Ding Ning was dumbfounded and did not expect that there was such an operation. "No wonder Huzi wants to eat here. It's really very characteristic."

"The person who designed the courtyard is also a talent!"

Ding Ning sincerely praised.

The receptionist smiled, and a strong sense of pride made her subconsciously puff out her chest. "Sir, do you want to order now?"

"Wait a minute. It's still early, and the person hasn't arrived yet."

Ding Ning looked at his watch. It was only 5: 30, and there was still an hour and a half before the appointed time of 7: 00.

"Well, when you want to order, just press this button, and the waiter will come to serve you immediately."

The receptionist pointed to a button on the pillar in the corner of the pavilion. After Ding Ning signaled that he understood, the girl said with a little shyness and expectation, "If you need someone to drink with you, you can call me. I'm Tingting, No. 39."

"Uh!"

Ding Ning was stunned. Only then did he know that there was a service of drinking with a young lady here. He wanted to refuse, but when he saw the girl's expectant eyes, he was really embarrassed to say it.

He smiled embarrassedly and said vaguely, "Let's talk about it when the person comes. If I need, I will call you to drink with me."

"Oh, then I'll go down first. I won't disturb you, sir."

The girl named Tingting was very professional. She was not annoyed by this euphemistic disguised refusal. She bowed slightly and turned away gracefully.

Ding Ning looked at her graceful and slim back and sighed inwardly. He was used to seeing beautiful women, but he could give this Tingting more than 85 points. She not only had a beautiful face, but also had a great figure.

She was so beautiful and had hands and feet. She could do anything, but she had to work in such a place where her youth was sold.

But he just felt sorry for her, and he did not intend to persuade her. After all, everyone chose their own path. Since she took the initiative to choose this path, she should pay for her own choice.

He was a person who had tender feelings for women, but he was not a kind person who was overflowing with love. When he saved Ye Huan and her sister, he happened to meet them, and he felt touched by Bai Qinglian's past, so he was softhearted and saved them. It was a completely different concept from Tingting's initiative to recommend him as a companion.

After confirming that there was no one around, Yagyuu Asamayu suddenly showed up, giggled, and bent down to play with the koi in the pond.

Her carefree laughter seemed to infect Ding Ning, sweeping away the regret and melancholy in his heart, and he watched her play with water with a doting smile.

His feelings for Yagyuu Asamayu were very complicated. He always took the identity of the black-robed man to heart, but every time he felt her strong dependence on him, he would subconsciously forget her original identity and treat her as a younger sister.

Perhaps it was also a good thing for her to forget the past and start a new life. After all, no girl was willing to wear a black robe and a mask all day long and live in the dark like a rat in the gutter.

What he did not know was that Tingting, who made him feel a little sorry just now, was twisting her hips at this moment, coming to a room on the second floor of Shengzeyuan Building and gently knocking on the door.

The door was opened from the inside, revealing a handsome but somewhat gloomy face. When he saw Tingting, he completely opened the door and said with a touch of faint irony, "What? Our Miss Yue Tingting, who has always thought that she is unparalleled in charm, went to deal with him personally, but that guy didn't take the bait? "

"Humph, Zhao Zifeng, you f * cking shut up."

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