87: C87 Meet Cai Licheng

C87 Meet Cai Licheng

"Where are we going next?"

After putting down the phone, Zong Hu followed Zou Qi's instructions strictly, focusing on Ye Mo instead.

"Waiting for a call …"

Ye Mo took out his phone that was already turned off, thought for a moment, then put it back in his pocket.

"You mean today?"

Zong Hu was surprised. After all, the other side was a big shot, so running twice a day was a bit too much for him.

"Those who are forced to believe in ghosts and gods, once they see hope, will definitely pounce on it in the shortest amount of time."

Ye Mo looked out the window and said.

Zong Hu found that he was getting more and more difficult to see through this young man. He was clearly still in his weaker years, yet he gave people a feeling …

The vicissitudes of life.

"Ding ding …"

Zong Hu was surprised for a moment. His phone rang. The caller ID was an exaggerated number. This series of numbers wasn't something an ordinary person could use. It was clear who the caller was.

Ye Mo looked at Zong Hu's expression and smiled. As he expected, Zong Hu was more anxious than them.

"Hello, it's Zong Hu."

Zong Hu answered the phone.

"Hello, Director Zong. I'm Cai Leecheng. We met at the G3 summit."

On the other end of the phone, Cai Leecheng laughed.

"Hello, Mr. Cai. I wonder why you're looking for me?"

Zong Hu asked despite knowing the answer.

"It's like this, I've recently arrived at Dongjiang and have something that I need to ask. Would the Sect Leader have the time to come out and take a seat?"

Cai Leecheng hesitated for a moment, but he hid the truth.

As one of the top five in Hanggang, he could not get rid of this face when he had to ask someone with power far inferior to him, who was second in command.

Zong Hu naturally understood this logic and had already guessed this result.

"Yes, we have time. Where is Mr. Cai?"

Zong Hu asked.

"I'll give you your seat. Let's have a cup of tea together."

Cai Leecheng maintained his seemingly casual attitude.

The better the two of them were, they hung up the phone.

"Let's go meet this person who does not wish to open his mouth and beg others."

Ye Mo picked up the suitcase and turned around to go downstairs. Zong Hu took off his shirt from his elbow and buttoned it, then followed him down.

Cai Leecheng arranged to meet at the Fuji Hong Kong style teahouse.

When the two of them drove to the foot of Fu Ji's building, Ye Mo once again saw the three cars parked in front of the building. A man in black sunglasses and sunglasses stood in front of the cars with his hands behind his back, looking at every passerby with a cold expression.

Ye Mo smiled and said.

"There are also people who are here just to watch the cars. What a grand show. Do you want me to stand here and prop myself up?"

"Stop talking, let's hurry up and go up!"

Zong Hu looked out of the window and shook his head. He also felt that this scene was a bit too eye-catching, but he couldn't say anything.

This was the way Bai Yi did things to his bodyguards. Leaving one person to watch the car, firstly, to avoid being cut off, and secondly to make it convenient for them to get here whenever they wanted and to be more agile.

However, Zong Hu and Ye Mo shook their heads when they saw this arrangement. These bodyguards seemed very professional, but compared to the people from the National Security Agency and the Chief Advisor, they were not on the same level.

The ones who were really controlled by the stage, in front and behind, were all in plain clothes. From a passer-by's point of view, the protected person looked like an ordinary person.

The guards scattered around were no different from the pedestrians and spectators.

At any time, the more conspicuous a person was, the easier it would be for them to die. Once chaos was created, it would be extremely easy to identify them as a group.

Fu Ji's teahouse was relatively large, with a total of four floors. In the text message, he had decided to meet up on the third floor.

After parking the car, Ye Mo and Ye Mo got off the elevator and went to the third floor. Two men in black met them on the third floor.

Seeing Ye Mo and Zong Hu, the black-clothed man raised his hand and said coldly.

"Sorry, the third floor is not open for business today, please go somewhere else!"

Ye Mo was startled, this was a place to buy money, it was not like he had never seen such a scene before, but even the group of playboy such as Yanjing would rarely do such a thing, it was too easy to attract attention, and in a place like Yanjing, where fish and dragons mixed together, it would also easily cause trouble.

Instead, it's often done in the political world to protect the safety of leaders and to avoid blocking the way for visits or other sabotage with ulterior motives.

When some of the leaders went down to inspect, they would definitely be cleared away by the local officials wherever they went, but that was done by relying on administrative forces.

If Cai family were to do this, they could only rely on money. They had to clear the area even after eating, which showed just how strong Cai family's wealth was.

"We made an appointment on the phone with Mr. Cai."

Zong Hu said.

"My surname is Zong."

At this moment, an assistant quickly walked over with a smile.

"Chief Zong, the boss told me to wait here for you. Please come in!"

Only then did the black-clothed man open the way, allowing Ye Mo and Zong Hu to pass.

Ye Mo shook his head as he saw this. If it wasn't for the fact that the control system was malicious, he would have been able to get in within minutes.

The assistant pushed open the door of the restaurant and saw Cai Leecheng sitting at a table near the window, stirring the coffee in his hand gracefully. There were two attendants standing next to him with children in their arms.

"Boss, Director Zong is here!"

The assistant shouted softly.

Cai Leecheng turned around and saw Zong Hu, he put down his coffee cup and stood up with his hand supporting the table.

"Sect Leader, please take a seat!"0

Zong Hu walked over and greeted Cai Leecheng with a smile.

Ye Mo didn't go over, the room was full of dining tables. He found a random table and sat down, then a waiter came to bring a dessert and a cup of black tea. No one talked to Ye Mo, they all thought that he was Zong Hu's assistant.

Zong Hu looked back and saw that Ye Mo had already found a seat. He knew Cai Leecheng didn't intend to come in direct contact with him; it should be his own plan.

Therefore, Zong Hu sat opposite Cai Leecheng and the two started to chat.

Ye Mo was not interested in this warm up conversation. As he drank his tea, he picked up the magazine on the table and started reading.

Before the magazine could even open a page, the child, who was being held by one of his followers, suddenly became noisy. He angrily knocked a piece of cake along with a tray onto the ground, with an angry and irritated expression on his face as he shouted something in Cantonese.

Ye Mo didn't really understand Cantonese, but he roughly understood the meaning behind his words. Children don't like to eat that piece of cake, but it seems that their temper is a little too big.

Cai Leecheng looked over at them. He wanted to say something, but gave up. He turned around and continued chatting with Zong Hu.

The waiter quickly came over and cleaned up the remaining stains on the ground. The two attendants wiped the child's hands clean and then, in a low voice, carried him to another table.

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