Although Chen Wenqiang served as the general affairs of the most powerful executive department under the pseudonym of Sun Wei, his work did not become arduous all of a sudden. Because the personnel of the assassination department still need training, they cannot perform assassination tasks in the short term. The funding issue is not urgent, at least there may be no additional funds this year.

Therefore, Chen Wenqiang had time to deal with the things in front of him, that is, to completely consolidate the foundation of Xingyitang and completely eliminate the hidden dangers that hinder Longxingtang from dominating Shanghai.

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In Shanghai, doing something slowly is usually called "hatching", such as hatching the sun, hatching teahouse, hatching hall, etc. This was once an important lifestyle and social way for Shanghai people.

"Hatching teahouses" are the most traditional way of entertainment. Among all kinds of teahouses, there are "those who hold pots, some hold bowls, some sit and drink, some lie and sip", and "they linger day and night, enjoy and forget to return, and do not regret losing their jobs when they are abandoned."

Since teahouses can become places where all walks of life can naturally be divided into grades. Some are teahouses that are only for members of the community to drink, and strangers must introduce them to them. Naturally, the teahouses are pleasant, elegantly decorated, exquisitely decorated, and all have labor and hospitality services. There are also teahouses that operate publicly, so the conditions are much worse.

The teahouse that Chen Wenqiang has now entered is not the highest-end, but it is not something ordinary farmers and workers can afford. Just after noon, the teahouse is getting fewer and fewer, and he saw the suspicious person who has recently arrived at Heyitang.

It was no different from other tea shops. Apart from being fatter, the middle-aged man was holding a teapot, sitting in front of the window, drinking slowly. Tea shops around him chatted, bragged, smoked, rubbed his feet... The tea shop carried a copper long mouth kettle in his hand, ran around, shouted and greeted, and brewed tea, which seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Chen Wenqiang and Zhao Dayi casually found a table to sit down, and brewed tea in the tea room. They also drank slowly. Chen Wenqiang kept secretly observing the middle-aged fat man and trying to find out his heart. But he did not find anything. For people who are very cunning, are very good at concealing their hearts, or are focused on it, this skill is not a sensible skill. He is also mentally prepared for this.

But time passed slowly, was it because he returned without a gain? Chen Wenqiang pondered for a while and decided to make a test. Maybe he was close, maybe he could get something valuable through words.

Thinking of this, Chen Wenqiang whispered a few words to Zhao Dayi, then stood up, held the teapot and teacup, and walked towards the middle-aged fat man. Moreover, honestly, he sat down opposite him.

Generally speaking, most tea shops go to fixed tea shops to drink tea, and some tea shops even have fixed seats, which the boss reserves for them every day, and other tea shops will not occupy them. When there are many empty seats in the tea shop, Chen Wenqiang's actions are naturally very abrupt, and he just wants to use this "one-stop" action to panic the opponent.

However, as soon as Chen Wenqiang sat down, he couldn't help but be surprised. The middle-aged fat man was originally sitting there, inconspicuous, and even looked loose, as if he was tired of the stereotyped life. However, just as Chen Wenqiang sat down, the middle-aged fat man's posture had not changed at all, but the expression on his face and the expression in his eyes suddenly became extremely alert, like a leopard! When his expression changed like this, his whole body seemed to be full of vitality, just like a bomb that could explode at any time!

Chen Wenqiang remained silent, touched the fake beard on his face, and carefully looked at the middle-aged fat man opposite him.

In any occasion, staring straight at a stranger will be regarded as an extremely impolite act. If two strangers happen to look at each other, there will always be one who turns his eyes away first, and no one wants to cause any trouble.

The middle-aged fat man did not speak, but his eyes did not dodge. He looked at Chen Wenqiang calmly, waiting for Chen Wenqiang to speak.

Chen Wenqiang didn't say anything. He put the teapot on the table, shook his hand holding the teapot, put down the teapot, took out the cigarette, lit it and took a sip, and then picked up the teapot to fill the teapot. This series of movements was clear and slow, so that the person on the other side could see clearly. From the place where the teapot was placed, the method of holding the teapot, the posture of smoking cigarettes, and the style of pouring tea, Chen Wenqiang had already shown to the other party that he was the eldest brother of the Red Gang.

If the other party is also a Red Gang figure, he should argue with Chen Wenqiang according to the normal procedures (examine the details), but the fat man's eyes turned and did not answer Chen Wenqiang, but turned his head away and looked out the window.

Although he did not receive a response, Chen Wenqiang was not without gains. First, he confirmed that the other party was not a simple person, with good skills and alertness, and his appearance and appearance were very confusing. Just look at the other party's posture now, it seemed like he was looking at the scenery with a relaxed view, but his muscles were not relaxed, and the position of his arms and hands was enough to resist the surprise attack from Chen Wenqiang; secondly, the middle-aged man's psychology just now revealed some information, and he knew Chen Wenqiang.

A simple dress and just put on a fake beard, naturally he couldn't hide the sharp-eyed person. What surprised Chen Wenqiang was how the other party knew him. With the black and white photos in the newspaper, he didn't think he could see through his disguise at once.

In other words, this fat man must have been peeping at himself in secret, or observed himself in a crowd not far away. As soon as this judgment was made, Chen Wenqiang also secretly guarded and continued to explore his heart, but on the surface, he was silent and did not leave, just sitting opposite the fat man, looking up from time to time and looking coldly.

The stable look was a little loose. The fat man pretended to be calm, but his tense muscles could not last for too long. The sharp eyes that came from time to time also made him feel pressured. After all, he was a little guilty. The subtle psychological changes finally caused cracks in the defense line, and the fleeting impulse thought was immediately keenly captured by Chen Wenqiang.

"You want to take out a knife?" Chen Wenqiang pursed his lips slightly, smiling, "It's hard to defend against the left-hand knife! Unfortunately, I'm not sure if I'm across the table."

The fat man's pupils shrank, astonishment flashed, his muscles tensed, and then relaxed, not only his muscles, but also his expression. He leaned back and returned to his loose appearance, with a smile on his face, he looked at Chen Wenqiang slantedly, stretched out his thumb and his left thumb.

"It's really amazing." The fat man nodded slightly and said without any concealing his appreciation: "This is not a place to talk, how about we change the place?"

"How is Longxing Teahouse?" Chen Wenqiang raised his eyebrows with a provocative meaning.

"Okay, how about seeing the teahouse in the afternoon?" The fat man replied with the same expression.

Longxing Teahouse is the territory of Xingyitang. Chen Wenqiang wants to make things difficult for this fat man; when he meets him in the afternoon, it is the fat man's counterattack. Whether I will go or not, what do you think?

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Chen Wenqiang stood up and stopped again without hesitation, and smiled meaningfully: "This man, when he is in a teahouse, he can really take everything lightly. No joy or worry, no struggle, and having a pot of tea is everything. Well, escape from the world? Become peace? Escape?"

The fat man frowned slightly and opened his mouth. Finally, he didn't say anything, just watched Chen Wenqiang's back move away.
Chapter completed!