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I said emphatically, "Do you think I'm going to make an appointment with someone I don't know? Please give me a reason. " As I spoke, I began to ponder each other's identities.

, let me give you an analogy. For example, if you walked down the street one day and suddenly found a gold bar on the ground, would you want to bend down and pick it up? If you want to, then you can come and keep your appointment. If you're not interested in gold or jewelry at all, then you can refuse. "

But could there be such a benefit in the world? Gold falling from the sky was either a trap or a scam.

You Meng said worriedly: "Are you not afraid that there's a trick up your sleeve, some outlaws or rebels, trying to rope you in or even finish you off?"

I took a deep breath. "It can't be too late, right?" I don't have much influence in China, so why would they try to win me over to their side? "

You Meng maintained her stance: "But we have to be on guard!"

I replied, "Don't worry. I'll pay attention."

You Meng thought for a while, then said: "If you really want to go, I'll accompany you."

I shook my head. "No need." "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

I let go of You Meng's hand, stood up, tidied my clothes, sprayed some light smell on my head with moth, washed my shoes on the automatic shoeshine machine a few times, then went to the mirror to tidied up my appearance, preparing to leave.

To be exact, I don't really want to go, but I am a person with a strong desire to be unknown. I would really like to know, just what kind of people want to see me and why they want to see me?

Fifteen minutes later, I appeared in a modern Beijing taxi in front of the Yongle Tea House.

After observing my surroundings and confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, I slowly walked in and headed towards the Serene Main Hall on the second floor.

Although the Yongle Teahouse had always been a pioneer in the teahouse world in Haidian District, and many famous officials liked to come here to drink tea and have a chat. There were only a few customers in the 200-square-meter hall on the second floor.

The fragrance of the tea assaulted the nostrils, and the pleasant surroundings. The style of this teahouse was somewhat scholarly and ancient. The hall was filled with calligraphy and paintings, and the fragrance of the ink accompanied the tea.

I scanned the lobby with my eyes and found a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a light green suit, sitting at table twelve by the window. He was looking out silently, as if he had something on his mind. From what I could tell from the situation at the teahouse, I decided that he was the man who had called me.

I approached slowly, and when I was about two or three meters from table 12, the man gave me a small glance and then looked away.

I stopped in front of the man and was about to sit down when the man suddenly said, "I'm sorry, sir. There's already someone here."

From his voice, I was even more certain that he was the man who had called me.

Thus, I sat down as usual and said, "What? You invited me out? Why aren't you letting me sit down?"

The man was shocked: "You are Mr. Zhao?"

I replied, "That's right."

Only then did the man stand up, and he extended his hand out to shake mine, politely saying, "Mr. Zhao, thank you for coming here during your busy schedule to meet me."

"Thank you." Let's get down to business. Why are you looking for me? " I fished out a cigarette and was about to light it up when I heard the man hurriedly say, "Mr. Zhao, take your time and smoke this cigarette."

The man took out a blue cigar from the case in his briefcase and handed it over.

I hesitated, then took it. I placed the cigar within five or six centimeters of my nose and sniffed it. The aroma immediately made me feel exhilarated. I felt that this cigar was a noble one. According to its quality, this cigar would definitely be worth at least 500 yuan. The most important thing, of course, was that I didn't smell anything else. In other words, the man wasn't trying to murder me with drugs and drugs.

The man took out a specially designed long match and struck it. He leaned over and lit a cigarette for me. Unlike ordinary cigarettes, cigars had to be lit with a special match, or with a match, and then with cedar, so that the cigars tasted good enough. I'm a little smoker, too, and of course I know something about the culture of smoke. To be exact, I don't normally like to accept gifts from others, but I rarely refuse to accept cigarettes, even if they are the most expensive ones. Perhaps, this has something to do with my personal habits and hobbies.

So I put the cigar in my mouth and took a long drag, and the aroma immediately filled the entire teahouse.

The man also took one, and after lighting it up, he extinguished the match and introduced: "Mr. Zhao, now I think I can introduce you, my surname is also Zhao, and my name is Zhao Jian, and my current name is …. A broker. "Perhaps, many years ago, we were still a family."

"Oh?" I asked, "Can you tell me whose agent you are?"

The man waved his hand and said, "You'll know about this in a while. "Don't misunderstand, I just want to temporarily create a sense of mystery. When our boss appears, you might be surprised."

What was the point of a suspenseful broker finding me?

The person called Zhao Jian continued: Mr. Zhao, can I ask you a few questions?

"Go ahead." I took a sip of the tea. It was so fragrant that it seeped into my heart.

Zhao Jian held both his hands together and stood on the table. He said: "I want to know, how happy are you at work right now?"

I was stunned for a moment. I am very happy now. " I really don't understand why this Zhao Jian asked me this question.

Zhao Jian laughed: "Can you tell me how much you can get for one month's salary?"

I shook my head. "I'm sorry, this is my private matters." I felt that Zhao Jian was getting more and more confused. Just what did he want to know?

Zhao Jian also raised his cup and drank a mouthful of tea, with the grace of an ancient person, he brushed his sleeves and raised his arms. After finishing his tea, he straightened his body, licked his lips and savored the taste before saying: "Mr. Zhao, to be honest, we have already grasped your personal situation quite well. Including your career, interests, hobbies, and even personal income. "

I was even more shocked. "Tell me about it."

Zhao Jian said: "Name is Zhao Long, male, 25 years old. He is a national Special Guard and currently, he is in charge of Chief C's work. Hobby is martial arts, sometimes even like to dance and ink, write a few paragraphs of passionate text. As for the rank, he was now a captain. His position was in the Security Secretary and his monthly salary was around 2,500 yuan. Adding on the bonus, his monthly salary was around 3,000 yuan. Am I right, Mr. Zhao? "

Zhao Jian's words confused me a little. How could he know my situation so well?

Furthermore, he was neither an insider nor a reporter, much less a close friend of mine. How could he pay so much attention to me that he even knew my birth date?

In that instant, I realized that there seemed to be a problem.

I said, "Manager Zhao, how did you know so much about my situation? Can you speak frankly?"

Zhao Jian laughed out loud: "Secretary Zhao, no need to be surprised, someone inside told us your phone number, he even told me about it, if not I wouldn't have been able to contact you."

The fact that he went from being called 'Mr. Zhao' to 'Secretary Zhao' moved my heart even more. Just as he said, someone told him about my situation, so who could this person be? Other than the leaders of the Secret Service or their comrades, there is almost no one else who has such a good grasp of my situation. As for the reporters from the media, no matter how capable they were, they would not be able to understand the situation so well, unless someone from the Secret Service leaked the news about me. However, I am truly unable to ascertain who exactly this person is, and why he would reveal my situation to this Zhao Jian before my eyes.

But I pretended to be calm and asked, "I'll ask you again, can you tell me who told you?"

Zhao Jian slightly shook his head, and said: "About this, I'm too angry so I can't tell you. Maybe you'll know, maybe you'll never know. I think your time is also very valuable, so let's get down to business today and bypass these unnecessary topics. What do you think? "

I nodded. "That's a pretty good idea." Now, what exactly do you want me to do? "

Zhao Jian's expression became serious, as though he was thinking about something, he looked at the table next to him and coughed three times consecutively, before opening his mouth and saying: "About this, actually …"

All of a sudden, I felt something behind me move, and a light breeze blew over.

Realizing that things were not going well, I dodged to the side and stretched out my right arm, blocking the incoming object.

Actually, it was not an object. Rather, it was a person, a living person.

What was going on?