When he walked out of Xinhua Gate, Lin Zizhou was still a little dazed. Everything he had just now seemed like a dream, which made him, a big reporter, not feel very real.

Liu Qingshan looked up at the blue sky, and the noon sunlight made him warm all over.

After the two of them walked out for a while, Lin Zizhou suddenly grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm:

"Qingshan, we have been praised, it is the old man's praise!"

In this era when faith is not yet missing, the happiness brought by such a level of praise will definitely break through the sky.

Liu Qingshan also smiled all over his face, and he felt deeply, but what made him even happier was that if he could reduce the impact and losses caused by this price increase through his and Lin Zizhou's efforts, even if it was just a little bit, it would be enough to make him feel relieved.

Some of the remedies they wrote last night have been submitted, which is the limit of their current identity and position.

Liu Qingshan was even more calm in his heart, and even had the intention to make Lin Zizhou jokes:

"Uncle, when will you drink your promotional wedding wine?"

"You boy, you're not the only one who can benefit from your boy."

Lin Zizhou suddenly realized that he has been moving forward step by step in the past few years, and is really inseparable from Liu Qingshan and Jiapigou.

He raised his hand and patted Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "Actually, it is you who should congratulate you. I guess when things calm down slightly, you should change places until the end of the year at the latest."

Even Lin Zizhou envied. The key is that Liu Qingshan is too young, so young, and with such a brilliant resume. I really don’t know where his future limit will be.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing: I'm afraid that by that time, I'll have resigned?

Hearing a few car horns from the roadside, Liu Qingshan looked in the sound, but Cao Xiaofei was slowly driving over.

The two got into the car and saw that it was already noon. Lin Zizhou was so excited that he had to take Liu Qingshan to the restaurant.

Only then did Liu Qingshan feel hungry, so he smiled and joked: "Uncle, you have to ask for this meal."

Just passed by Hongbinlou Restaurant, Cao Xiaofei parked the car, and the three of them went in, and found a small table in the hall to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, a phone call rang out from Cao Xiaofei's bag. He took out his elder brother and handed it to Liu Qingshan.

Wang Zhan called him. When he asked about Liu Qingshan's location, he said he would come over immediately.

After Liu Qingshan finished calling, Lin Zizhou asked him to order food. Today, Lin Zizhou really wanted to treat him.

This is the first time Liu Qingshan has been here. Although he knows that this is one of the eight buildings, he doesn’t know what special dishes are there.

And Lin Zizhou is obviously not the first time he has come: "Qingshan, the braised oxtail here must be tasted."

Lin Zizhou ordered a few more cold dishes and ordered a pound of pot stickers. The three of them ate and chatted while waiting, which was quite pleasant.

As the three of them were eating, they suddenly heard a noise coming from behind, as if a dispute had occurred.

Then a harsh voice suddenly rang: "How do you do business here? The restaurant does not sell liquor, what a joke!"

This sound is a bit familiar, Liu Qingshan frowned.

He turned around and glanced back, and saw more than a dozen young men surrounding a large table, and another person was standing, pointing at the waiter, and it was Li Zeming.

Look, Mr. Li is indeed here, and as for the young people left, I don’t know each other.

However, judging from their clothes, they should be locals in the capital.

One of the twenty-seven or eight years old waved at Li Zeming:

"Forgive me, Brother Li. This is a halal restaurant. If you don't sell alcohol, you have to follow other people's rules when you get here."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but look at the man: he was wearing a white shirt and a very standard national face, but he looked pretty.

Li Zeming could only sit down angrily, and Young Master Li frowned slightly. He could hear it, and the other party seemed to have something in his words.

In the past few months, Mr. Li has been so depressed that he just couldn't take down the piece of land he liked.

I want to change to another place, but I am a little reluctant to let it go, after all, I have already thrown more than 10 million yuan into it.

Just when he felt a little dilemma, a friend happened to send a message saying that it was invited by Song Lei, the famous boy from the circle of children in the large courtyard of the capital.

Young Master Li also became interested and prepared to use the power of this group of local households to solve the problems in front of him.

After everyone sat down, Chu Zhengnan, who was acquiring the game today, introduced them to each other again: "Mr. Li, this is Brother Lei."

Chu Zhengnan and Li Dashao met each other relatively early, and today they are intermediaries between the two sides.

Young Master Li naturally shook hands with everyone one by one with a graceful look. In his eyes, these people were simply a group of local buns.

But who said that he was a local snake? He could only greet him with a smile on his face.

Song Lei is used to talking about things before dinner. After the greetings between the two sides, he directly expressed his purpose:

"Mr. Li has a wide network of contacts in Hong Kong. Do you have any familiar jewelry companies to introduce to us?"

He always went straightforward to talk about business, which made Young Master Li a little uncomfortable: Don’t you first establish a relationship, eat and drink, and then talk after getting familiar with it?

But it’s good that the other party has something to ask for, and Young Master Li also has something to ask for, but the two sides have a basis for cooperation.

At this time, Chu Zhengnan interrupted: "Mr. Li, Brother Lei has a Thunder Company in his hand, and we are all considered small shareholders of Thunder."

"Thunder Company is preparing to expand its business and operate jewelry. As we all know, the jewelry market on Hong Kong Island is relatively prosperous. I hope Mr. Li will help you build a bridge."

Mr. Li immediately smiled: "All of them are friends, of course there is no problem."

There are ears in the partition wall, not to mention that they were in the restaurant hall, and their conversation was naturally heard by the neighboring Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan is also preparing to start a jewelry business. When he heard that the other party was interested, of course he should pay attention.

He could also understand the other party's intentions. As the rush to buy rush expanded, the goods people bought were no longer just food and daily necessities, but also gold and silver jewelry.

It is generally believed that precious metals can retain their value.

But there are too few stores selling gold and silver jewelry now, and most people can't grab it.

Liu Qingshan happened to witness such a scene two days ago: that guy was crowded, and the iron fence on the counter was almost crushed.

At this time, gold and silver jewelry was sold, unlike later when there were specialty stores or special counters in large shopping malls.

It's all like a bank, with iron fences erecting on the counters to isolate customers.

Such a hot sales scene is a pure seller's market. I guess the Thunder Company saw the huge profits.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but look up to Song Lei. At least the other party's business vision was still very good.

However, purchasing goods from jewelry stores on Hong Kong Island is not a long-term solution after all.

Maybe the other party just wants to take advantage of this buying trend, and maybe it can make some quick money.

Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Qingshan saw Wang Zhan leading two girls into the store and waved to them.

The two girls were Xiaoli and Xiaoxu. Liu Qingshan noticed that there was a bit of worry on Miss Xiaoxu's face, so that looking at it gave people a pitiful feeling.

Liu Qingshan blinked: Why did this girl become Lin Meimei again?

"Qingshan." Wang Zhan waved and strode over.

He faced Liu Qingshan and happened to see the table inside. He was stunned for a moment and greeted him: "Brother Lei, you are here too."

"Xiao Zhan." Song Lei just waved his hand: "Xiao Zhan, if you have friends, just do whatever you want, let's eat our own food."

"Then Brother Lei, you guys sit down."

Wang Zhan knew that Song Lei had this temper, so he didn't care. He called Lin Zizhou uncle and then called the two girls to sit down.

Lin Zizhou called the waiter and brought up all the dishes he had just ordered.

But the two girls obviously didn't have any appetite. After eating two pot stickers, Xiaoxu put down his chopsticks and lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking about.

Liu Qingshan originally wanted to find an opportunity to ask after dinner, but now he looked at Miss Xiaoli with a look.

Xiaoli whispered: "Qingshan, it's not because of your Senior Brother Hai. That one went to the border and wrote two letters at the beginning, but he has lost all news in the past month."

Of course Liu Qingshan knew about Senior Brother Hai’s trip to the border, and he even served wine to his senior brother.

So he comforted him: "There are vast and sparsely populated areas, and there are no post offices in many small places. I guess it is not convenient to send letters, so don't worry."

Xiaoxu raised his foggy eyes: "Brother Hai and I have made an appointment, and I will write a letter every week unless it is..."

Liu Qingshan's heart trembled suddenly. He knew Senior Brother Hai and the girl Xiaoxu in front of him, although there were huge flaws in their personalities.

But they have a common characteristic: they are all people with deep affection. Since the two parties have made an agreement, they will never easily violate it.

Liu Qingshan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart: Brother Hai won’t really encounter any danger, right?

He knew that these two years were a very critical period for Senior Brother Hai, because in the original time period, Senior Brother Hai would choose to commit suicide next year.

Although with Liu Qingshan's efforts, Senior Brother Hai seems to have walked out of the shadow of suicide, it would be too tragic if there is any accident during the journey.

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Qingshan couldn't sit still: "Xiaoxu, tell me in detail first."

"I have always dreamed of Brother Hai in my dreams these days, walking alone on the Gobi Desert, as if I will never end."

The girl's eyes were a little dazzled, as if she had become extremely empty.

Xiaoli beside her was scared: "Oh, Xiaoxu, you're just thinking about it during the day."

Miss Xiaoxu shook her head: "No, I can feel that my premonition is very accurate... I, I want to find him, yes, go find him!"

Two lines of clear tears flowed down her eyes, and several people felt heartbroken.

My sister Lin’s tears broke many hearts.
To be continued...