Lin Qingsong's rule is not to do anything if he can't. If it can be solved by spending some money, then he is happy to do it.

Jia Minghua is a chef in a restaurant. As usual, he came to the restaurant early today to prepare ingredients.

But not long after, a boss suddenly came over and said that a customer wanted to see him by name, which made him a little confused.

Following the boss to the lobby, he was even more puzzled when he saw the young customers. None of them he recognized.

"Are you Jia Minghua?"

The one who spoke was naturally Lin Qingsong. He came in with Wang Jie and others in a swaggering manner, and he didn't mean to be violent.

After all, we are a civilized society now, and there are cameras everywhere. If you can, try not to do anything, so as not to leave any clues.

"Um!"

Jia Minghua nodded and asked curiously: "We don't know each other, right?"

"I didn't know him before, but now I know him," Lin Qingsong said with a smile.

Jia Minghua's expression changed and he said, "Sir, do you have something to do with me?"

"Um!"

Lin Qingsong nodded and said, "I heard from my friend that the chef here is good at cooking. I happen to have a party tonight and I would like to invite you to come and cook."

"I wonder who your friend is, sir?"

Jia Minghua was confused at this time. Is his cooking skills so good now? Someone came over and specially invited him to cook.

At the same time, he felt a little proud. It seemed that this hotel could no longer accommodate him, and he had to find a star hotel to work as a chef.

Lin Qingsong shook his head and said, "Sorry, my friend told me not to reveal his name."

After speaking, Lin Qingsong didn't wait for Jia Minghua's reaction, he opened a black bag on the table, took out a bundle of cash and threw it in front of Jia Minghua.

"This is half of the deposit. I'll have the other half when the party is over, and I'll bring my own ingredients there." Lin Qingsong said calmly, looking at Jia Minghua.

"this……"

Even though Jia Minghua had several properties under his name, he was also shocked at this moment.

The bundle of banknotes in front of me is estimated to be 100,000 yuan, and this is only half of the deposit, which means that if I go to cook a meal this time, I can get 200,000 yuan.

Jia Minghua was moved. He was originally a greedy person.

He stretched out his hand and took the money directly. The person with the light said: "No problem, where is the location? I'll be there in a moment."

Lin Qingsong was happy in his heart, but on the surface he still said calmly: "Time is a bit urgent, let's leave now, my car is just waiting outside the door."

Jia Minghua thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, but I'll go and tell the boss first."

He was not the only chef in this restaurant, so Jia Minghua said hello to the boss and left.

After leaving the hotel, Jia Minghua saw that Lin Qingsong's car was a Rolls-Royce, and he felt more at ease.

After all, it cost him two hundred thousand to cook a meal. He still couldn't believe it just now, but looking at the Rolls-Royce, he felt that such a rich man would not joke with him.

The vehicle drove steadily and soon arrived at the pier and stopped.

"Sir, are you holding the party here?" Jia Minghua looked at the pier with some confusion.

"Yes, a yacht party." Lin Qingsong laughed.

Hearing what Lin Qingsong said, Jia Minghua suddenly realized, and at the same time he felt a little emotional. Rich people are different, they always play in such a high-class manner at parties.

He couldn't help but regret now. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have used all the money to buy a house. Wouldn't it be better to keep some for food, drink and fun?

"Let's go, my friends probably can't wait any longer."

Lin Qingsong squinted his eyes and said with a smile, these words also had a hidden meaning, but Jia Minghua could not understand the meaning of these words.

Lin Qingsong was more familiar with the dock than his own family, and soon took Jia Minghua to a yacht, where He Fan had been waiting for a long time.

After getting on the yacht, Lin Qingsong saw David and immediately asked: "Where is your boss!"

"The boss is on the upper deck." David bowed and said.

Lin Qingsong then said to Jia Minghua: "You wait here for a while, I will go up to find my friend."

"Um!"

Jia Minghua didn't care, nodded and walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

Lin Qingsong gave a few words to the people he brought, and then went on the deck.

As soon as he arrived on the top deck, he saw He Fan lying on the sofa. He immediately stepped forward and said, "Master He, I've been brought here. It's down below."

"Then let's sail the boat and find a place where no one is around." He Fan squinted his eyes and smiled.

Lin Qingsong's heart tightened slightly and he frowned.

After thinking about it, he still asked aloud: "Master He, you won't kill anyone!"

He Fan glanced at Lin Qingsong and then comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm just trying to scare him. I just want to ask him something. If someone's life is involved, I won't get involved. I'm not that stupid."

Hearing what He Fan said, Lin Qingsong felt relieved.

He knew that He Fan was looking for the man behind the instigation of Zhao Zhifeng to hit his father-in-law, and he was afraid that He Fan would kill Jia Minghua by not knowing what was going on.

He went down to the cockpit and gave instructions, and then the yacht slowly left the dock and headed towards the boundless sea.

After the yacht left the dock, Lin Qingsong went down and brought Jia Minghua up to see He Fan.

Jia Minghua was confused at this time. Didn't he ask him to come over and take charge of the dishes? Why didn't he take him to the kitchen and instead came up to meet someone?

Moreover, he found that there were burly men guarding him all around, and he began to feel faintly panicked.

Just when Jia Minghua felt a little uneasy, He Fan stood up and walked to him.

"Are you Jia Minghua?" Although He Fan asked, his tone was extremely sure.

"Um!"

Jia Minghua had sweat on his forehead and smiled reluctantly: "Didn't you ask me to serve you, sir?"

"Do you know Zhao Zhifeng?"

He Fan didn't answer the question, but the words he asked made Jia Minghua's face change drastically, but he immediately forced himself to calm down.

Jia Minghua trembled and shook his head: "I don't know."

He Fan suddenly reached out quickly and grabbed Jia Minghua's arm.

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Jia Minghua's face was ferocious, and he tried to wave away He Fan's hand that was grabbing him, but the force coming from his arm made him turn pale.

He Fan lifted Jia Minghua's hand up from his pocket along his arm, and saw a mobile phone easily held in He Fan's hand.

At this time, Wang Jie and others also came up and tied up Jia Minghua with the ropes they had prepared.

"Help, someone has kidnapped..." Jia Minghua shouted for help, but at this time the yacht had already sailed an unknown distance, and there was not a passing ship on the sea, so no one was destined to hear his cry.

At this time, the people on the yacht were also close subordinates of He Fan and Lin Qingsong, and no one paid attention to his yelling.

"Stop shouting, "Catch the thief."

He Fan said to Jia Minghua in a deep voice.

"Why do you call catching a thief? I'm just a chef. Why are you catching me?" Jia Minghua said with a sad face.

"Haha... let me show you something."

As he spoke, He Fan took out Zhao Zhifeng's notebook, and then showed Zhao Zhifeng's chat records to Jia Minghua.

"How about it, have you remembered anything, my dear brother?"

"What's wrong with you? My name is Jia Minghua. If you don't believe me, you can see my ID card. It's in my pocket."

Although Jia Minghua's eyes were a little dodgeful, he still managed to speak calmly.

"It seems that you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River." He Fan smiled, then picked up Jia Minghua's mobile phone and started operating it.

The lock screen password seemed to be a fake one to He Fan and was immediately unlocked as soon as the data cable was connected.

When Jia Minghua saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed.

It's not that he didn't understand this. One look at He Fan's operations and he knew that he was in trouble. All the private information on his phone was probably exposed.

However, he didn't care too much. If He Fan wanted to find out the clues about his contact with Zhao Zhifeng from this mobile phone, it would be impossible.

Because he used another mobile phone to communicate with Zhao Zhifeng at that time, but since Zhao Zhifeng finished doing things, he had already smashed that mobile phone into pieces and thrown it into the Huangpu River.

Sure enough, when He Fan checked again and again, he still couldn't find the clues he wanted from his mobile phone.

However, although there were no clues, Jia Minghua himself was here, and He Fan still didn't believe that he couldn't find out anything from him.

He Fan put down his phone with some disappointment and smiled at Jia Minghua: "Can you explain to me the source of funds for those properties under your name?"

Jia Minghua's expression was gloomy and uncertain. It seemed that he had been investigated by this group of people for a long time, and they even knew about several properties under his name.

You must know that when he bought a house, he was very secretive. Even his wife and children didn't know how many properties he had in his name.

"Don't tell me, who is that person behind you?" He Fan said lightly, but his eyes were cold.
To be continued...