Hong Kong Comprehensive: Starting from the apprenticeship of Longsi

Chapter 28 The Rogue Lawyer
Mongkok Hao Kou Fu Tea House.

This is an old-fashioned teahouse with Hong Kong comprehensive characteristics.

The style of the tea house is quaint and generous, but it feels dull, and more of it is the elegance of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It's strange to have such a place in the downtown area. It can be said that the boss is a relatively nostalgic person, so it's no wonder that he is praised by so many gangsters.

But since it is following this style, it is naturally not very popular with young people.

The guests in the teahouse are almost all middle-aged and elderly people, not even a young person can be seen.

They either drink tea and blow water around the table, or play with the birds in the cage with bamboo sticks. Everyone is full of energy and has their own hobbies in their hands.

Lei Yaoyang has a handsome appearance and a tall stature, exuding youthful vigor and vitality. Although these old people are also energetic, Lei Yaoyang still seems out of place with them, like white swans flying among a flock of ducks, very eye-catching .

Many people in the teahouse unconsciously cast their eyes on Lei Yaoyang, seeing him alone, as a young man coming here to drink tea, they were really curious.

After all, it would be understandable if he said that he came with his elders!

It is understandable for him to come to drink tea alone after he is over middle-aged!

The combination of these factors alone makes these "seniors" who have seen the storm somewhat confused!
Lei Yaoyang has always ignored other people's gazes. Director Stanley's experience in the past few months has made him very accustomed to living under the eyes of many people. After all, eyes outside the iron cage look at those inside the iron cage, As for who is the tourist and who is the monkey, who can say for sure?
"Guest, it's the first time, are you here? What do you want to eat?"

The box was full, so Lei Yaoyang had no choice but to randomly find an unoccupied table in the back and sit down.

Before he could sit still, a man in his fifties, in a suit and leather shoes, came over and greeted him warmly.

"Are you the boss?"

Lei Yaoyang was a little surprised, just now when he heard his voice, Lei Yaoyang thought it was a waiter, but when he saw him, the only possibility was to dress up as a boss, and he was the most beautiful boy in the crowd who was dressed as sharply as Lei Yaoyang!
"Yes, you can call me Uncle Feng, or Fourth Brother."

The boss is very polite, with a smile on his face, and he is very friendly.

"Fourth brother? Are you worthy too?"

Lei Yaoyang cursed secretly in his heart, he was extremely sensitive to the four, because Luo Sihai, Long Si, the master who he personally sent on the road, was called this, and outsiders were not worthy of it.

"Crystal Shrimp Dumplings, Furong Lotus Buns!"

Of course, on the surface, Lei Yaoyang didn't act the same, he nodded to the boss, glanced at the menu, and ordered randomly.

However, the meaning of "rejecting people thousands of miles away" is obvious, and it is obvious that he has no intention of chatting with this Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng was also sensible, agreed, and left immediately.

Lei Yaoyang sat alone on the seat, looked at his watch, it was only [-]:[-] in the morning, and today, it was also Saturday, he made an appointment to recruit Wenji.

wait!There are still 10 minutes until the appointed time.

The environment nourishes people even more, and in such an environment, there is less human fireworks and more human love, looking at those old people, I don't know why Lei Yaoyang's heart suddenly calmed down.

In his previous life, Lei Yaoyang didn't have many friends, and he was not allowed to need friends. Most of the people around him were old boxers, much older than him.

The "Yaoyang" in this life, in his memory, when he practiced Jeet Kune Do hard before, after morning exercise, his favorite thing was to drink a bowl of hot soybean milk in a classical teahouse similar to this place , Chatting with some old people.

That is also helpless!

Lei Yaoyang is insane, he doesn't fit in with the world of young people, he can't talk to him at all.On the contrary, it is an elderly person who can chat with him a few words.

In order not to let himself become taciturn, Yaoyang chose this kind of teahouse at that time to find someone to chat with.

So once again came to such an environment, although Lei Yaoyang's age was a bit out of tune with the environment, but there was an indescribable naturalness and harmony in his heart.

"Guest, use it lightly!"

Soon, the boss, Uncle Feng, came briskly with two plates and a steamer.

"Huh? It doesn't seem like I ordered it?"

Lei Yaoyang only took a look and found that there were two more dishes.

"Guest, we rarely have strangers here to drink tea. They are all old neighbors. It is rare to have newcomers. I invite you to eat this cage of siu mai and red bean paste buns. Our siu mai and red bean paste buns here were only available during the Qianlong period. With it, it’s a must.”

Uncle Feng did look like a businessman, with a smile on his face and talking.

"Okay, thank you then."

Lei Yaoyang didn't refuse, he said politely, and immediately started to move his chopsticks.

"Guest, call me again if you need anything!"

He left in good time and did not choose to chat with the guests while they were eating.

To be honest, the craftsmanship of this shop is really good, but the portion is a bit small, but it is also understandable, the main customers are the elderly, and how much can these elderly people eat in one meal?

After a short time, I ate a few things completely, and I still feel a little bit unsatisfied.

At this time, I raised my hand to look at the watch again. The time has reached 08:30, which is already past the agreed eight o'clock.

"What do you mean? Could it be that the recruiting papers are not coming?"

08:30, nine o'clock, 09:30...

Time passed by, and it was almost time for lunch. Many of the guests who drank morning tea in the restaurant had already left, but Zhao Wenji never showed up.

On Lei Yaoyang's table right now, he had already asked the boss to remove the three dishes and put a pot of Longjing on it, savoring it slowly, taking it easy and not rushing at all.

But I was already prepared in my heart whether to set him up or not.

Maybe it's because Yaoyang is too special, Mingming is young, but his temperament is surprisingly harmonious with the current environment.

Uncle Feng came over again at this time, stood opposite Lei Yaoyang with curiosity, and said:
"Guest, do you mind if I sit here?"

"You are the boss, the shop is yours, you can sit wherever you want!"

Lei Yaoyang smiled slightly, stretched his shoulders, and gestured casually.

I never expected to hear this sentence, it seemed to Uncle Feng's ears that he was criticizing, but he disapproved and said solemnly:

"If a guest sits in this seat, then this place is the guest's for a certain period of time. Even if it is the host's house, you can't sit down at will without consent."

Uh……

Yaoyang was stunned, he looked at Boss Feng carefully, and felt that what he said that wasn't a sting was a bit of a joke on the other side!
Looking at it this time, Lei Yaoyang just discovered that Boss Feng is quite handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, about 1.7 meters five in height, standing upright, revealing an aura on his body, a bit of iron and blood, just like a soldier.

Looking at the meticulous suit and the wrinkle-free shirt, Lei Yaoyang confirmed his thoughts even more.

Lei Yaoyang also noticed that Boss Feng's right hand seemed to have some problems, it was very stiff, as if he was not so comfortable.

"What? Customer, don't be angry, my old Feng speaks a bit bluntly like this!"

Boss Feng didn't mind being sized up by Lei Yaoyang, but asked curiously.

"No, but boy, I'm taking the liberty. Let's sit down and talk."

Lei Yaoyang was so interested in this Boss Feng, anyway, most of the people who had to wait would not be able to wait, so they simply chatted.

"Oh?"

Boss Feng took his seat, his eyes were also on Lei Yaoyang, and he asked:
"Looking at the extraordinary temperament of the guest, he must be a big man. What kind of business does the guest do?"

"It doesn't really matter which line of work you do, what matters is whether the person has the ability! Uncle Feng, what do you think?"

Lei Yaoyang did not respond positively, because he faintly felt that the opposite boss Feng was not simple, not like an ordinary teahouse owner.

"That's right, it doesn't matter what a hero does without asking where he came from."

When Boss Feng responded to Lei Yaoyang's answer, Uncle Feng nodded in agreement with interest, and asked again:

"The guest is waiting for someone?"

"How did Boss Feng see it?"

This time, it was Lei Yaoyang who became interested. After all, since entering the teahouse, Lei Yaoyang did not show the slightest impatience. He ate and drank tea quietly. , it stands to reason that there should be no difference between other guests.

"The guest has checked his watch seven times in a row since he came in."

the boss explained.

"Oh?"

Lei Yaoyang's hawk-eyed micro-Mimi became even more curious towards Boss Feng, and said:

"The boss is a good person! If you were an ordinary restaurant owner, I'm afraid you don't have such good eyesight and leisurely mind?"

"Didn't the guest have already said that it doesn't matter what you do, what matters is whether you have the ability. I, Feng Si, have no skills in my life, but my eyes are still commendable."

Boss Feng smiled slightly, straightened his suit gracefully, and seemed to be very concerned about his appearance.

"What about the hand?"

Yaoyang talked lightly and deeply, and tried to test the way.

"The guest is talking about this hand?"

Uncle Feng raised his right hand, this time Yaoyang looked more carefully, the appearance of his hand was the same as that of ordinary people, but it was indeed very stiff.

In other words, the hand is either sick or injured.

Nodding his head, Lei Yaoyang signaled yes, and said:

"If Boss Feng is inconvenient, you don't have to say it!"

"It's just chatting, there's nothing not to talk about."

Boss Feng was very free and easy, and said without embarrassment at all:

"When I was young, I was not good enough, so I was crippled. I didn't have the hands to eat, so I like to practice eye training."

Just when Boss Feng and Yaoyang were having a good chat, suddenly, there was a loud commotion from the door of the teahouse.

Kacha... chi...

It seemed that the sound of some kind of hard object falling to the ground was accompanied by the sound of violent wear of the brake pads of the car.

Cough cough cough...

Soon, a 40-year-old man who looked very free and easy, with disheveled hair, loose casual clothes that didn't fit at all, as if he was wearing someone else's clothes, and a pair of slippers on his feet entered the teahouse.

In the man's hand was a black windshield.

"Boss, who is the boss?"

After entering, the man stood at the door and shouted carelessly. His behavior was extremely free and easy, almost to the point of "doing whatever he wanted", which attracted frequent glances from the teahouse guests.

Of course, Yaoyang and Boss Feng couldn't continue their chat.

Boss Feng apologized and greeted Yaoyang:

"Guest, excuse me."

After Yaoyang waved his hand indifferently, Boss Feng got up, straightened his suit, and faced the man.

"I'm the boss here, so I don't know what the guests need?"

Boss Feng does things a little strangely, with a strict eye, whether it's clothes or words, it seems to be a habit.

"You are the boss!"

The man looked at Boss Feng, the same as Yaoyang's first reaction.

Surprised:
"No way, you are the owner of such a teahouse? Shouldn't you be more casual."

"Casuality and neatness have never conflicted!"

The boss answered interestingly, and smiled instantly.

"Uh…"

The man froze for a moment, as if he wanted to get angry. After all, what Boss Feng said was a bit of an allusion to his attire.

I never thought about it, after being stunned for a while, the man slapped his forehead, gave a thumbs up and said:
"You are right!"

Then, he immediately returned to his rascal appearance, and asked loudly:

"By the way, Boss, let me ask you, around eight o'clock, is there a man with the same face, an extremely arrogant and wretched appearance, dressed in colorful clothes, and walking like a [-]-[-] man came to drink tea? Is he gone now, is he still there?"

puff……

Boss Feng hadn't replied yet, and many tea drinkers who had been listening to the commotion couldn't help laughing.The man's description was really interesting, Uncle Feng was also amused, and said with a smile:

"I didn't see the man you mentioned. All the people I come here are old neighbors, and there are no customers like you said."

"not coming?"

After listening to Boss Feng's words, the man screamed like a madman, and said unabashedly with an unhappy face:

"Since that bastard Liang Kun dares to tease me?"

"Liang Kun?"

Hearing this name, Boss Feng and the tea drinkers didn't react much.

Yaoyang next to him suddenly called out:
"A lot of documents?"

"Oh?"

When the man heard the shout, he looked left and right, and after seeing clearly that it was Yaoyang who called him, he said doubtfully:

"Brother, do you know me?"

"Are you really well-educated?"

Seeing that the man actually admitted it, Yaoyang was extremely surprised, and confirmed again.

It’s okay not to be surprised. This trick is really weird. It’s more like a young and Dangerous boy than a serious one. The key is that the clothes haven’t been washed for a long time, and they are very dirty, even the most basic hair take care of.

Who would hire such a lawyer?Would such a lawyer be the representative lawyer of one of the four famous big groups?
Boss Feng saw that the person Yaoyang was waiting for seemed to be the one who came, so he stopped caring and went to the back kitchen by himself.

As for Zhao Wenji, he swaggered towards Yaoyang, stopped at the table, and said:
"I'm not, don't tell me you are, do you want to show you your ID card? Liangkun asked you to wait for me, right? Where are the others, leaving?"

In just one sentence, Zhao Wenji's quick wit was revealed.

He easily guessed that Yaoyang was called by Liangkun, but because he didn't know the news of Liangkun's imprisonment, other predictions were not accurate.

"It's a big deal, let's sit down and talk!"

After confirming the identity of the visitor, Yaoyang stood up to greet him gracefully, motioning for Wenji to sit down.

Zhao Wenji looked at Yaoyang carefully, pulled away the stool, sat down politely, and said hesitantly:

"Are you Liangkun's younger brother, or his elder brother? Looking at you, you look more like an older brother than a younger brother. But I know Jiang Tiansheng!"

"To be honest, I'm a prison guard in Stanley, and I'm currently the correctional officer. Liangkun is my prisoner. He asked me to find you because he wanted your help to analyze his current case."

Yaoyang didn't mind the ridicule in Zhao Wenji's talk, and spoke half-truths and half-false words.

It is completely different from what Liangkun described in the prison a few days ago, that he is kind to Zhao Wenji.After Zhao Wenji heard Yaoyang's words, his tone was both rejoicing and comfortable:

"That bastard Liangkun went in? God has eyes! He still wants me to help him?"

Uh……

Yaoyang is so shrewd, once he heard this, he knew that Zhao Wenji absolutely did not like Liangkun, let alone owe him any favors.

Involuntarily, Yaoyang was a little embarrassed and curious, and asked:

"Why is there such a reaction to the big move? Didn't Liangkun say that he and you are the same person, two brothers?"

"Brother, if it's a brother, he blackmailed me. Last time, it was just a little trouble, and he charged me 5 yuan. This bastard, I knew it would be no good for him to find me. I thought he wanted to Asking for money, I didn’t expect him to want me to file a lawsuit for him, so let’s not talk about it.”

Zhao Wenji spoke angrily, with absolute confidence in his tone, it seemed that it was more difficult to find him to file a lawsuit than to ask him to give money directly.

"Well, Liangkun, this bastard, was really guessed by me. After standing in for someone else, he cheated him a fortune."

After Yaoyang understood it, he cursed inwardly, he didn't know how to speak about money laundering.

Originally, I was thinking of building a good relationship with Zhao Wenji first, so as to explore the tone, but now that this is the case, what a fart it is!
But at this moment, Zhao Wenji seemed to be interested in Yaoyang, and said:
"Are you a prison guard in Stanley? Guarding Liangkun?"

(End of this chapter)