"What do you think?"

Lin Shangfeng rolled his eyes.

After Lin Shangfeng's confirmation, a hint of excitement flashed in Qi Hei's eyes, and he hurriedly said to Li Zizai.

"The boss, give me a pot too."

"Look at the tea list yourself and tell me what you want."

Qi Hei looked at it and immediately took a breath of air conditioning. No matter how much his salary was, he couldn't help but make such a thing.

However, when Lin Shangfeng thought of the spiritual energy in the tea, he hesitated and gritted his teeth.

"Come on the pot of herbal tea, boss."

"Wait a minute."

While waiting for tea, Qi Hei stood a little restrainedly because of Lin Shangfeng's existence.

"sit."

Lin Shangfeng moved the stool to his left and signaled Qi Hei to sit down.

"Thank you, Director Lin."

Qi Hei said flatteredly.

Lin Shangfeng touched the empty tea cup.

"You did a good job this time."

"In the future, you just need to remember. Anyone who has bad intentions for this teahouse doesn't need to ask me. It doesn't matter if it is serious or beaten to death on the spot." Lin Shangfeng paused, "I can remember what I said to your colleagues."

Qi Hei's face turned solemn.

"I understand, Director Lin."

"There's tea."

Li Zizai walked out of the back door slowly with one hand tray.

He put the teapot on the table. He lay back in the lazy chair and closed his eyes. He didn't know what he was doing.

Qi Hei smelled the scent of tea that drifted out and found that it was indeed very fragrant, but the purpose of his purchase of this pot of tea was not for the taste of the tea.

He couldn't wait to pick up the teapot, take out a cup and fill it with a cup.

Tea water comes out of the pot, and the spiritual energy that only the extraordinary people can feel has begun to flow out easily, and finally disappears in the air.

He ignored the hot tea and drank it directly.

Lin Shangfeng looked at him with a smile on the side. "How is it?"

Qi Hei felt the increasing amount of spiritual power in his body, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

At this moment, he seemed to have guessed that Lin Shangfeng had arranged so many precious extraordinary resources to protect this seemingly ordinary teahouse twenty-four hours a day.

Most of the time it is because I am afraid that there will be problems in this teahouse and that the tea leaves will be leaked.

After drinking a whole pot.

Qi Hei's eyes secretly glanced at Li Zizai who was closing his eyes on the lazy chair not far away. He leaned slightly closer to Lin Shangfeng and said quietly.

"Director Lin, this tea is so powerful, why doesn't the Federation choose to directly requisition this teahouse, but let the boss sell it?"

He said in a voice that was only the two of them.

"Such strategic materials should not be completely controlled by the federal government? How can the people control it..."

"shut up!"

Lin Shangfeng's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he stopped his speech with anger.

Lin Shangfeng first looked at Li Zizai carefully and found that Li Zizai had no movement, but the old god was still closing his eyes and snoring.

It seemed that Li Zizai didn't intend to blame Qi Hei for what he said just now, and Lin Shangfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He said extremely sternly.

"Is this sentence not allowed to be said again in the future? What is contained in it is not as simple as you think!"

Qi Hei was shocked by Lin Shangfeng's angry look.

Not as simple as I thought?

Could it be that behind this teahouse owner is the head of the jurisdiction or even a higher-level figure?

But even such a person can't enjoy this strategic product exclusively, right?

The senior management has the considerations of the senior management, and since he can't figure it out, he should simply stop thinking about it.

Just listen to the leader and it's over.

Qi Hei's face was apologetic.

"Sorry, Director Lin. I just..."

"Forget it." Lin Shangfeng shook his head helplessly. "But I don't want this to happen in the future! Don't even think about it in your mind!"

"I understand, Director."

Qi Hei lowered his head and accepted Lin Shangfeng's scolding.

Lin Shangfeng stood up and said to Li Zizai.

"Boss Li, it's getting late, so I'll leave first."

"Um."

Li Zizai replied faintly with his eyes closed. Suddenly he remembered something and said.

"By the way, where is your brother? I haven't seen your brother come to the teahouse for a while. I miss him because I lack a loyal customer."

"My brother..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shangfeng said embarrassedly.

"Didn't he become an extraordinary person some time ago? So I kept him at home and trained his combat power so that no one could beat him."

"But Mr. Li, please call me. I'll give him a vacation tomorrow and let him come to the teahouse to see you."

"Look at me?"

Li Zizai's face was strange, and he always felt that Lin Shangfeng meant that he was a lonely old man and was looking forward to the younger generation coming back to visit him.

"If nothing happens, then I will leave first, Mr. Li."

Lin Shangfeng tentatively said.

"It's okay, you go."

"Director Lin, I'll give you a look." Qi Hei quickly stood up and followed Lin Shangfeng.

"Qi'i'i."

Lin Shangfeng was half a step ahead of Qi Hei.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Shangfeng looked at him with deep meaning.

"About the tea in this teahouse..." Lin Shangfeng dragged his voice. "Don't talk nonsense if you have nothing to do, just know it yourself."

"I said so, you understand?"

Qi Hei was confused about the background of Zizai Teahouse again, and he nodded.

"I know Director Lin."

"Well, then I'll leave first, don't let me down." Lin Shangfeng said again, and walked slowly out of the street.

"Dingling, Dingling."

Qi Hei's cell phone ringing.

On the phone, Wang Xiuyuan's somewhat sleepy voice came.

"Is Qi Hei? The owner of the phone has found out that the name is.... I'm going to sleep."

Without waiting for Qi Hei to reply, a busy voice came from the other end of the phone.

After Qi Hei learned the name and address of the owner of the phone, he did not go directly to arrest him.

He wandered around outside the Zizai Teahouse for a short time.

It was 19.00, and the pedestrians on the streets had become sparse, and some shops had even closed their doors early.

Qi Hei took a look at it casually and many shop owners were cleaning the store and preparing to close the store.

Several guys wearing black sweaters and thick wool hats walked towards Qi Hei without any haste.

"Where are you four, why are you the only one left?"

One of them asked.

Qi Hei replied casually.
To be continued...