Qian Zhenduo kept urging the driver to drive faster on the road.

Zhang Fugui advised from the side: "No hurry, no rush, it's the rush hour now, this car is not a plane no matter how good it is, it can't fly, master, drive slowly."

He simply felt that the driver was pitiful for being pushed by Qian Zhenduo, and he just said a few fair words out of sympathy for the workers.

But this was not the case in Qian Zhenduo's ears.

The reason why Qian Zhenduo urged him to drive quickly was that he didn't want to keep Mr. He Peng waiting for too long, and he really didn't want to stay with Zhang Fugui any longer.

The driver agreed to what Qian Zhenduo said for a while, and agreed to what Zhang Fugui said for a while.

Two ears hear two thoughts, and my heart says it's better for you two to have a fight in the car, and I'll listen to whoever wins.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere in the car, Zhang Fugui looked at Qian Zhenduo and said with concern: "Mr. Qian, are you... feeling better about your hemorrhoids?"

When Qian Zhenduo heard this, he really wanted to punch Zhang Fugui on the spot.

"Thank you, can I ask you something? Can you not say anything from now on?" Qian Zhenduo put on his sunglasses to block his eyes.

When Zhang Fugui saw that he had said something wrong, he did not open his mouth and turned his head towards the car window.

Unexpectedly, this action angered Qian Zhenduo even more. She grabbed Zhang Fugui's shoulder and said angrily: "I'm talking to you, you should reply."

"You don't want me to speak?" Zhang Fugui said helplessly.

Qian Zhenduo took a deep breath and stopped talking. He just opened the car window, preferring to listen to the noisy sounds on the roadside.

She was afraid that if she continued chatting with Zhang Fugui, she would strangle him to death.

Then there was a weird silence in the carriage again, even more awkward than before.

Finally arriving at the destination, when the car drove to the entrance of Sihai Restaurant, Qian Zhenduo said to get out of the car and opened the door.

Seeing Qian Zhenduo leaving, Zhang Fugui and the driver sighed in unison.

"Master, it's not easy for you. It's hard for you to keep up with such a boss. If you can continue to do this job, you are amazing." Zhang Fugui said to the driver with a smile.

"No, no, no, sir, you are the best. I have never seen Mr. Qian get angry. You can make her angry. You are so awesome." The driver said truthfully.

At this time, Qian Zhenduo's urging voice came from outside the car window.

Zhang Fugui thanked the driver, got out of the car and followed Qian Zhenduo into Sihai Restaurant.

In the elevator, Zhang Fugui originally wanted to apologize to Qian Zhenduo for exposing her hemorrhoids in front of her subordinates.

But seeing how Qian Zhenduo didn't want to talk to him, he never found a suitable opportunity.

Qian Zhenduo led Zhang Fugui to the fifth floor this time.

Accompanied by the bird in the forest, He Peng waited for his arrival in the private room.

This time, the room He Peng chose was a Hunan cuisine private room.

Wait until Zhang Fugui walks into the private room.

I saw a bird in the forest eating something with an old man.

As soon as Zhang Fugui smelled it, he knew it was stinky tofu, and it was a very authentic kind.

When Lin Zhongque saw the two people walking into the room, he stood up first, pointed at Zhang Fugui, and said to He Peng: "Mr. He, this is Zhang Fugui."

Then he said to Zhang Fugui cordially: "Mr. Zhang, this old man's name is He Peng. He is the owner of this Sihai Restaurant, and he is..."

Before Lin Zhongque could finish telling He Peng's identity, He Peng stopped him from continuing by handing the stinky tofu to Lin Zhongque.

Zhang Fugui took a look at He Peng. He looked like an old man in his sixties or seventies, with a strong body and a deep complexion. It was impossible to tell his roots. The years had not concealed his heroic spirit. It seemed that he must have been a handsome young man when he was young.

"Hello, Mr. He, my name is Zhang Fugui, you can just call me Fugui." Zhang Fugui stretched out his hands to He Peng.

Because He Peng believed in metaphysics, he admired Qian Zhenduo's name very much, and he couldn't stop praising Zhang Fugui's name. When he saw Zhang Fugui himself today, he directly praised: "Well, Fugui, a good name, a good name,

Come on, come on, eat some stinky tofu."

After shaking hands with Zhang Fugui, He Peng casually handed Zhang Fugui a piece of stinky tofu, then picked up another piece and handed it to Qian Zhenduo, and enthusiastically warned: "Girl, you have to eat the stinky tofu while it's hot.

Eat it while it’s hot.”

Zhang Fugui, who came from a poor background, would certainly not refuse this kind of street food. The deep-fried stinky tofu, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, was covered with red chili oil, making it look like he could move his index finger.

While Zhang Fugui was eating, he praised the authentic stinky tofu to He Peng, which made He Peng smile.

But Qian Zhenduo here is miserable. In her memory, she has never eaten such smelly food, and now she feels sick even if she smells it.

But as the saying goes, one cannot refuse a gift from an elder. What’s more, He Peng and the others enjoyed their meal happily. If he didn’t take a bite, wouldn’t it spoil their interest?

But looking at these black and smelly things, I really couldn't open my mouth.

At this time, Zhang Fugui noticed the helplessness in Qian Zhenduo's eyes.

"Are you still suffering from hemorrhoids? I haven't seen you look good along the way. Bring it here and I'll eat it for you." Zhang Fugui took Qian Zhenduo's share of stinky tofu and ate it without saying anything.

stand up.

He Peng here saw Zhang Fugui taking away Qian Zhenduo's stinky tofu, so he asked Qian Zhenduo: "What's wrong, girl, did the old man buy the wrong thing? It's not to your taste."

Before Qian Zhen could say anything, Zhang Fugui responded first: "Where is it, Mr. He, Boss Qian... She can't eat spicy food, so I'll do it for her, not to mention such authentic stinky tofu, I won't eat more."

If it’s a portion, then I won’t lose any money.”

After the lesson he just learned in the car, Zhang Fugui was embarrassed to mention Qian Zhenduo's hemorrhoids again, so he had to make it clear that Qian Zhenduo couldn't eat spicy food.

After he finished speaking, he also gave Qian Zhen a look, indicating that you can rest assured and leave it to me.

Qian Zhenduo didn't know whether to thank Zhang Fugui or be angry with Zhang Fugui, so he forced a smile and nodded to Zhang Fugui to express his gratitude.

The bird in the forest saw all this and smiled playfully.

Seeing that Zhang Fugui liked the stinky tofu he bought, He Peng smiled and told the story about himself and the stinky tofu.

"Back then, I came to this city for an inspection. I had a business discussion with a client very late at night. After the negotiation, I drove back to the hotel. I met a stinky tofu seller on the road. I was so greedy that I got out of the car and ate it immediately.

Four portions." He Peng said as he ate, as if the stinky tofu in his hand was the same portion he ate on the roadside.

"Later, when I was paying the bill, the stinky tofu seller said to me, you look like a rich person, but rich people are also hungry like this, so sometimes no matter how much money you have, you can't fill your stomach.

This sentence is still fresh in my mind, so I specially arranged that this Sihai Restaurant must have the dish of stinky tofu, and it is made with authentic craftsmanship, so it is both fragrant and smelly."

After telling this experience, He Peng also finished the stinky tofu in his hand, then clicked the button on the table, and a waiter immediately came in from the door.

"Let's serve."
Chapter completed!