"I'm a serious businessman. I don't know so many capable people of gangsters and white men. Every project and contract I do are reasonable and legal. I don't believe you can investigate. If I really break the law and take out evidence, I'll certainly plead guilty to the law and allow you to skin and bone me. But now you don't have any evidence. Why do you frame me here? I'm not a prisoner. I want to see a lawyer. Before my lawyer appears, I don't know anything and won't say anything! "

Zhou Chengmin slowly closed his eyes and wanted to lean on each other to have a rest, but the chair had no back at all. He had no choice but to lie forward and hope to get some rest time. However, even if he bowed down, he couldn't touch his hands close at hand. He had to straighten his sour neck and try his best to calm his mood.

"Good, good, I like you who know you will fail but still insist. Now you fall into my hands, you must insist. Don't let me down too much!"

Zhu Chun left the interrogation room with a smile. He could see that Zhou Chengmin's body and psychology had reached the limit.

If you want to extract useful information from Zhou Chengmin's mouth, it is estimated that it will take a few days. However, for him who has just been promoted and is in a good mood, what he has most is time. He doesn't care to continue to wait. Anyway, he doesn't fight or scold. It's enough for Zhou Chengmin to drink a pot if he doesn't let him sleep in turns.

In the small lotus pond hotpot in the county, Li Zeyu, Lin Xiaoxiao and Shen Dapeng are washing hotpot in a four person private room.

In the steaming fog of hot pot, Shen Dapeng is worried about Zhou Chengmin, but life always has to go on. Can't you stop eating, drinking and sleeping when you're worried?

Moreover, although Zhou Chengmin was arrested, tiezhengshuo was helping to stare at him, and he must not suffer any pain. Even if Zhu Chun was arrogant, he should not dare to have a direct conflict with the county magistrate, let alone do whatever he wanted.

"Alas, brother Peng, when you go to the capital, Xiaoxiao will go to the provincial capital. You can't eat such authentic and delicious hot pot in the future. Come on, eat more now!"

Li Zeyu feasted on the delicious food. The sound of hissing came from the depths of his feelings. It was obvious that it was either hot or spicy.

"Big head, no one wants to believe what you usually say, but you're right this time. The taste of the small lotus pond is really good. Not only does the soup taste, but these materials seem to be very particular!"

In front of Shen Dapeng, there are seven plates and eight bowls, big and small. There are three kinds of fermented bean curd, cauliflower and sesame paste in hot pot. There are also other ways to eat scallion, coriander, mashed garlic and sesame oil, as well as soup and XO sauce similar to fat cattle in later generations.

Shen Dapeng could not help sighing that xiaohetang is clearly just a small hot pot shop. There are a wide variety of soup bottoms and spices, even more complete than many national chain hot pot shops in later generations. The most important flavor of this hot pot is unique. The hot pot is spicy and spicy, the seafood pot is delicious, and even the Qing soup pot is moderately salty.

"Brother Peng, you don't know. The owner of the hot pot shop is a native of Sichuan. The hot pot seasoning in their family is ancestral, and there are no branches all over the country. Ha ha, when you go, I'll be the only one to enjoy the delicious food. Cough, think about it and feel sad, ha ha..."

Li Zeyu was laughing happily. A male voice with a strong Sichuan accent came from the door, "Oh, brother Li, are you bringing friends to support me again? How about giving you 20% off today's meal and adding duck intestines? Brother, is that interesting enough? "

"Boss Tang, it's interesting, it's interesting!"

Li Zeyu turned his head and saw that the boss raised his glass to propose a toast. He quickly poured a glass of beer, clinked his glasses with it and drank all.

Shen Dapeng also finds it funny. Boss Tang is already in his fifties. If he had been in the past, he could have been Li Zeyu's grandfather at that age. Now he calls his brother to Li Zeyu. In order to win business, he can really win face. Small businessmen are really unique enough to be based in the world.

Li Zeyu really likes the taste of xiaohetang hot pot, so he often eats with customers here and has long become a regular customer here. The boss not only gives him a 20% discount, but also occasionally gives him some meals that Li Zeyu likes. This is also a means to win over repeat customers.

"Boss, your hot pot seasoning tastes delicious, but I heard from Li Zeyu that there is no branch in the country. Why? Doesn't the boss want to make more money? "

Shen Dapeng was curious, so he asked casually. The chopsticks were placed gently and neatly.

"Open a fart branch. In the past, my relatives opened a branch. The service, hygiene and taste were all bad. It was like smashing my sign. I asked him to remove my little lotus pond sign!"

Referring to the past, boss Tang seems a little unhappy and complaining.

"And then?"

"Then it broke up. No one paid attention to anyone!"

Boss Tang is from Sichuan and speaks with a Sichuan accent. At this time, he carries some northern dialects. It sounds funny and strange.

In response to this strange accent and the boss's words, Shen Dapeng was unable to laugh or cry, "then there will be no more branches?"

"Why don't you want to open it? No one is stupid. We all know how to open a branch to make money, but we are almost 60 years old and don't have so much energy. I have only one son. I have a master's degree from the provincial capital university. I despise this dirty and tired little business and go back to work in the high-tech enterprise in my hometown in Sichuan."

With that, boss Tang laughed helplessly, "Hey, our old couple came to the north in order to make money. They haven't waited for their leaves to return to their roots, but their son returned to Sichuan. What do you mean?"

"It's a pity that people all over the country can't taste such a good taste!"

Shen Dapeng didn't ask about this on a whim. He really wanted to open a catering chain before, but his energy was limited and he didn't have a suitable candidate. But now he suddenly remembered a popular food in his previous life, which is convenient for self cooking hot pot. If he can launch this project now and cooperate with xiaohetang, it tastes delicious, Will it not sweep the shelves of major supermarkets?

"Boss, Li Zeyu is one of the shareholders of Pengyu food factory. Do you know about it?"

"Yes, I know. Brother Li has always taken care of my business for half a year. How can I know what brother Li is good at!"

The boss looked at Li Zeyu with a smile. He said his brother, which was really polite, but he did appreciate Li Zeyu's personality, Frank character and informal.

"Boss, if Pengyu food factory wants to cooperate with you, are you willing?"

When Shen Dapeng said this, Li Zeyu was stunned at first, and then the boss frowned. Lin Xiaoxiao at the table also didn't understand. Other bosses had said they didn't want to be a chain and were afraid of smashing the signboard. Why should Shen Dapeng mention it at this time?