Chapter 23 Sun Cheng

  Yan Qingcheng said that the family restaurant was indeed a bit far, and after walking for thirty minutes, Yan Qingcheng said that there was still half the distance left. Cong Ye wasn't afraid of getting tired, but he was worried that Yan Qingcheng wouldn't be able to walk such a long way.

  "Sister-in-law, let's take the bus instead."

  "Are you worried I won't be able to walk far?"

  Cong Ye was asked by Yan Qing Cheng and felt a bit embarrassed, raised his hand to touch the short hair on his head, and gave an awkward smile.

  "Don't worry, in the first semester of university when we had military training, I was actually ranked first among all the girls in our department."

  "Sister-in-law is so fierce?"

  "Have you forgotten what I said about liking soldiers?"

  "Does it matter?"

  "Of course, I not only like soldiers but also dreamed of being a female soldier when I was young, it's just that it never came true. So, I have always paid attention to exercising my body, especially during middle school, my physical education grades were always the best among girls in my class."

  As they talked, their topic turned to their middle school days. Although they were eight years apart, student life was basically similar, and there were many common topics. As they chatted, the road didn't feel long. At 11:50, Yan Qingcheng pointed at a sign on the wall next to an alley entrance ahead and said:

  "We've arrived, it's this Zhang's Seafood Restaurant."

  Walking along the alley and going all the way to the end, you'll find Zhang's Seafood Restaurant, which is right next to a cliff. The cliff has been cut open, with a height of over one meter, and above it is a steep slope covered in pine trees. If you're looking for seclusion, you probably won't find another place like this in the entire city. Upon entering the restaurant, Cong Ye discovered that it was a typical farmhouse courtyard. There were five rooms to the north, two on each side, with the kitchen located near the front gate and the toilet at the southwest corner. In the center of the courtyard was a small artificial hill planted with many flowers and grasses.

  "How's it going? The environment isn't bad, right?"

  "It's different from other restaurants."

  "Two please, how many of you?"

  "Just us two."

  Kong Ye answered the waiter's questions while carefully observing the diners in each room of the restaurant. This was also a habit Kong Ye had developed from being a scout for three years. Three out of five rooms in the north wing were now occupied, with the east and west wings still empty. Kong Ye found the restaurant's doors and windows interesting - the bright glass was covered with paper that obscured the view, similar to floral paper. Looking through the window glass, the effect was like a mosaic, allowing him to see that there were people inside but not their faces or features.

  "Do you like a room with sunlight or a quieter one?"

  "Let's just stay in this room."

  Yan Qingcheng pointed to a room on the north side of the two houses in the east.

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  "Alright, you two go to the kitchen and order."

  The two of them weren't picky eaters and quickly ordered their dishes. They sat in the room waiting, and before long, all the dishes they had ordered arrived.

  "Sir, madam, what would you like to drink?"

  Yan Qingcheng's face turned slightly red, but she didn't explain anything. She looked at Cong Ye and asked:

  "How about some white wine? It's not suitable to drink beer with seafood, it's easy to get gout if you drink for a long time."

  "Okay, I don't know if they have that kind of wine here that we drank that night."

  Yan Qingsheng asked, and the waiter said that there was none on the counter, but he could help them go out to buy it. Cong Ye nodded.

  "Then just buy one bottle."

  Perhaps from walking, Yan Qingcheng also wanted a drink, and the two of them ate and chatted while walking. Most of the time, it was Yan Qingcheng teaching Cong Ye how to eat seafood, such as how to eat crabs, how to eat mantis shrimp, and so on.

  When the two of them had eaten halfway, they heard that another table of guests had arrived next door. Just as Cong Ye was about to take a sip from his wine cup, he suddenly stood up upon hearing a man's voice from next door, spilling the wine in his cup, and even splashing some onto Yan Qingcheng who was sitting across from him.

  "What's wrong, Cong Ye?"

  "Huh? Nothing, I just thought that voice from earlier sounded a bit familiar."

  As he spoke, Cong Ye sat down again. The room's soundproofing was not very good, but you could only hear the sound of voices, and it was hard to make out what they were saying unless they spoke very loudly.

  It was clear that Yan Qingcheng didn't believe what Cong Ye said, but she felt the voice was familiar. Her intuition told her that the person who spoke earlier must be someone Cong Ye knew. However, since Cong Ye didn't want to say more, Yan Qingcheng also didn't ask further. The two finished eating quickly, and Cong Ye walked out with a cat-like gait, quickly paid the bill, pulled Yan Qingcheng along, and hastily left the restaurant.

  This made Yan Qingcheng even more suspicious, as Cong Ye had never taken the initiative to hold her hand before. When they walked onto the street, Yan Qingcheng just looked at Cong Ye and didn't ask anything, knowing that if Cong Ye was willing to tell her, he would do so on his own without needing to be asked.

  "Sister-in-law, why don't you go back first?"

  Cong Ye also knew what Yan Qing Cheng had seen, but he didn't want to let Yan Qing Cheng worry about him, and even more so, he didn't want to tell her about what happened yesterday.

  "Alright, you be careful and don't provoke people you shouldn't."

  "Sister-in-law, rest assured, I have a plan in mind."

  Cong Ye stretched out his hand to stop a taxi for Yan Qingcheng, opened the door for her, and watched as the taxi drove away before turning around and walking back into the alley where Zhao's Seafood Restaurant was located. When he reached the parking lot at the entrance of the alley, Cong Ye deliberately observed for a moment, then shook his head and walked into Zhang's Seafood Restaurant.

  Cong Ye never thought that he would run into Jia Cheng here. That voice had been etched in Cong Ye's mind for a long time, and as soon as he heard it, he knew it was Jia Cheng without needing to hear what he was saying.

  Because of this lesson that Jia Cheng taught him, the impression was really too deep, making it hard for him to forget. The waiter saw Cong Ye leave and return, and couldn't help but ask:

  "Sir, did you drop something?"

  "No, you go ahead and be busy, I'll come back to find someone."

  Watching Cong Ye push open the door of the room on the east side and walk in, the waiter also turned around to busy himself with his own affairs.

  There were three people in the room, Jia Cheng and two young men. Suddenly seeing Cong Ye come in, Jia Cheng also stood up suddenly, then reacted and thought to himself that they were three people, so what's there to be afraid of with just one Cong Ye? Thinking this, he slowly sat back down, his face seeming to smile yet not quite smiling as he greeted Cong Ye.

  "It's really a small world, it's only been over 20 hours and I've run into Brother Congye again."

  Just now Jia Cheng suddenly stood up, making the two young men very puzzled. After hearing what Jia Cheng said, they couldn't help but look at Cong Ye standing by the table and ask Jia Cheng:

  "Sonny, who is he?"

  "Like me, he's a veteran too, but one who has just been discharged."

  "Brother Sun? Cong Ye ignored him and asked instead:"

  Aren't you Jia Cheng?

  "Yes, I'm Sun Cheng, remember it from now on."

  "Don't worry, I won't forget."

  After finishing speaking, Cong Ye glanced at the two young men and said faintly:

  "Are you two leaving immediately or staying?"

  "Sonny, what's this kid doing, acting so cocky?"

  "Oh, it's awesome! Yesterday, they openly sold the coffee tables and sofas from 12 out of 20 rooms in someone else's nightclub. You guys say that's not awesome?"

  "Haha, haha, is this turtle grandson?"

  The two young men burst out laughing and couldn't straighten their waists.

  Cong Ye looked at the two of them coldly, his palms like knives, opening to the left and right, cutting to the back of their necks. The two fell down as soon as they were hit, instantly fainting away. This scene shocked Sun Cheng, who had been smiling, his smile freezing on his face, becoming stunned and speechless.

  "Shall we change places to talk, or just stay here?"

  "Brother, Congye brother, let's talk nicely, speak nicely."

  Cong Ye saw Sun Cheng's mobile phone on the table in front of him, reached out and took it over, opened the back cover to take a look, found that it was a model with an external storage card, casually turned on the phone's recording function, looked into Sun Cheng's eyes, and said lightly:

  "Then let's get started."

  Sun Cheng looked at Cong Ye's phone, which had its recording function turned on, and hesitated for a moment.

  Cong Ye didn't want to give him time to think, slightly bent his waist, stretched out both hands to grab Sun Cheng's shoulders, and with a slight effort, he lifted Sun Cheng over the table. At this moment, Cong Ye was already very skilled in using that mysterious hot flow in his meridians.

  "Brother, slow down your hands, I'm telling you."

  Sun Cheng also knew that it was hard to get through today easily. His weight of 145 pounds was like a small chicken in Cong Ye's hands, where could he still raise the idea of resisting?

  "Congye brothers, yesterday's affairs were all arranged by Yu Xiaopeng, I just happened to be his substitute."

  "Tell me more about it."

  "It's like this, Yu Xiaopeng said he wanted to give you a show of color, but I don't know who gave him that idea. Yu Xiaopeng knew I was familiar with the nightclub owner, so he arranged for me to do it. The nightclub owner is a good brother of mine. However, when I told him about Yu Xiaopeng's plan, he didn't agree. He only reluctantly agreed because he was wary of Yu Xiaopeng's identity and background, knowing that he couldn't afford to offend him. Otherwise, after the fact, it wouldn't have just been a matter of you compensating for the losses. Yu Xiaopeng's intention was to get you charged with burglary and sent to the police station."

  "What is your relationship with Yu Xiaopeng?"

  "It's not like we have any relationship, someone of that status, how can I possibly climb up to their level? I just occasionally take on some small projects at his construction site, make a little money."

  "Do you know how much I've lost?"

  "Alright, alright, the tea table and sofa cost 6,300 yuan in total, plus the labor cost for that day, which is 360 yuan. Your brother will give you 10,000 yuan, how about that?"

  "I just want what I deserve."

  "I just don't have that much cash on me."

  "That's your problem, I'll give you five minutes, if you can't get the money, then I'll invite you to chat somewhere else."

  "Brother, don't worry, I'll go find the owner of this restaurant."

  "Go."

  Cong Ye didn't follow Sun Cheng out, he had a recording on his phone, so he wasn't worried that Sun Cheng would run away. Maybe the police station couldn't do anything about Yu Xiaopeng, but that doesn't mean they can't do anything about Sun Cheng either.

  As expected, Sun Cheng came back in just over two minutes and handed a stack of money to Cong Ye, saying:

  "Brother, this is 7,000, extra, just consider it as brother's consolation money."

  He pulled out three banknotes from his wallet and then found 40 yuan in change from his pocket and put it on the table.

  "My salary is 360, I spent 6300 on furniture, the total is 6660 yuan, I owe you 340, we're even now."

  After finishing speaking, he opened his mobile phone, took out the memory card, held it in his hand and looked at it, then turned around to the door of the room and said to Sun Cheng:

  "I'll keep the recording for now, as long as you stop playing tricks, I'll return it to you eventually."