Lin Qingsong's principle is not to do anything if he can. If he spends some money to solve the problem, he is very happy to do it.

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

But not long after, a boss suddenly came over and said that a guest asked him to find him by name, which made him a little confused.

Following the boss to the hall and seeing the young guests, he was even more puzzled. None of them knew him.

"You are Jia Minghua?"

Of course, Lin Qingsong was the one who spoke. He brought Wang Jie and others in swaying, not to move.

After all, it is a civilized society now, with cameras everywhere. If you can, try not to do it, so as not to leave any handles.

"Um!"

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

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

Jia Minghua looked moved and said, "Sir, have something to ask me for?"

"Um!"

Lin Qingsong nodded and said, "I heard from my friend that the chef here is good at cooking. I happened to have a party in the evening. I want to invite you to take care of it."

"I wonder which friend is Mr.?"

Jia Minghua was confused at this time. Is his cooking skills so good now? Someone came here to invite him to take charge.

At the same time, he felt a little proud. It seemed that this restaurant could not accommodate him anymore, so he had to change to a star hotel to be a chef.

Lin Qingsong shook his head and said, "Sorry, my friend told me that he could not disclose his name."

After saying that, Lin Qingsong did not wait for Jia Minghua to react, and directly opened a black bag on the table, took out a bundle of cash from it and threw it in front of Jia Minghua.

"This is half the deposit. I have another half when I go to the party. I have my own ingredients." Lin Qingsong said with a light wind and light clouds at Jia Minghua.

"this……"

Even though Jia Minghua has several properties under his name, he was shocked.

The bundle of banknotes in front of me is probably 100,000 yuan, and this is only half the deposit, which means you can get 200,000 yuan by going to cook a meal this time.

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

He reached out and took the money directly, and said with the light, "No problem, where is the place, I'll go there later."

Lin Qingsong was happy, but he still said calmly: "Time is a little hurry, let's leave now, my car just waits outside the door."

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

He is more than the chef in this restaurant, so Jia Minghua greeted the boss and could leave.

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

After all, he spent 200,000 yuan to ask him to cook a meal. He was still a little unbelievable just now, but looking at the Rolls-Royce car, he felt that such a rich man would not be joking with him.

The vehicle drove steadily and soon drove to the dock and stopped.

"Sir, your party is here?" Jia Minghua looked at the dock with some confusion.

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

After hearing Lin Qingsong say this, Jia Minghua suddenly realized and felt a little emotional. He was different from rich people, and they were all so generous in gatherings.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful now. If he had known that the money wouldn't have been used to buy a house. It wouldn't be better to leave some food, drink and have fun.

"Let's go, my friend probably can't wait."

Lin Qingsong narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying that these words were also meaningless, but Jia Minghua couldn't hear what they meant.

Lin Qingsong was familiar with the dock than his own, so he soon took Jia Minghua to a yacht, and He Fan had been waiting on it 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 top deck." David bowed.

Lin Qingsong immediately said to Jia Minghua: "You wait here first, I'll go up and find my friend."

"Um!"

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

Lin Qingsong gave him a color and then went to the deck.

As soon as he arrived at the top deck, he saw He Fan lying on the sofa. He immediately stepped forward and said, "Mr. He has brought it, right below."

"Then drive the boat and find a place where there is no one." He Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Lin Qingsong's heart tightened slightly and frowned.

After thinking about it, he still asked, "Mr. He, you won't kill anyone!"

He Fan glanced at Lin Qingsong, then comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm just scaring him, I just want to ask him something. If someone dies, I won't have to trap myself in. I'm not that stupid."

After hearing what He Fan said, Lin Qingsong felt relieved.

He knew that He Fan was looking for the mastermind behind the instructor Zhao Zhifeng to hit his father-in-law, for fear that He Fan would not know the importance of it and would kill Jia Minghua to death.

Go down to the cockpit and explain it, then the yacht slowly left the dock and advanced towards the boundless sea.

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

Jia Minghua was confused at this time. He didn't let him come over to take the spoon, so why didn't he take him to the kitchen, but came up to see someone.

Moreover, he found that there were burly men guarding each other, and his heart began to feel a little panicked.

Just when Jia Minghua was a little uneasy, He Fan stood up and walked in front of him.

"You are Jia Minghua?" Although He Fan asked, his tone was extremely certain.

"Um!"

Jia Minghua sweated faintly on his forehead and said with a reluctant smile: "Didn't you ask me to take care of me?"

"Do you know Zhao Zhifeng?"

He Fan answered the question irrelevantly, but the words he asked made Jia Minghua's face change drastically, but he immediately calmed down.

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

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

"What are you going to do? You are committing a crime, I'm going to call the police."

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

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

At this time, Wang Jie and his friends also came up and tied up Jia Minghua with a rope that had been prepared long ago.

"Help, someone has kidnapped..." Jia Minghua shouted for help with force, but at this time the yacht had already set off, and there was not a passing boat on the sea, so no one was destined to hear his shouting.

At this time, the people on the yacht were all He Fan and Lin Qingsong's confidants, and no one would pay attention to his yelling.

"Don't call me to catch the thief."

He Fan said to Jia Minghua in a deep voice.

"What kind of thief is calling to catch thieves? I'm just a chef. Why are you catching me?" Jia Minghua said with a sad face.

"Haha...I'll show you something."

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

"How is it? Have you ever remembered anything, my precious brother?"

"What's the one who is not Gui Ge? My name is Jia Minghua. If you don't believe it, you can look at my ID card, it's in my pocket."

Although Jia Minghua's eyes dodged, he still said calmly.

"It seems that you are not dead if you are not in the Yellow River." He Fan smiled, then picked up Jia Minghua's mobile phone and started operating it.

The password of the lock screen was like a useless to He Fan, and it was directly unbuttoned as soon as the data cable was connected.

Jia Minghua's face changed drastically as he looked at this scene.

He didn't understand this either. He saw He Fan's operation and knew that he had encountered a tough guy. The privacy in his phone would probably be exposed.

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

Because the phones he contacted Zhao Zhifeng at that time were all the other ones, but since Zhao Zhifeng finished the work, he had already smashed and threw the phone into the Huangpu River.

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

However, although there are no clues, Jia Minghua himself is here. He Fan still doesn't believe it and can't ask anything from him.

He put down his phone in disappointment, and He Fan smiled at Jia Minghua and said, "Can you explain the funds to me the properties under your name?"

Jia Minghua's face was gloomy and gloomy. It seemed that he had been investigated by this group of people long ago, and even knew about several properties under his name.

You should know that he was very secretive when buying a house. Even his wife and children didn’t know which properties he had under his name.

"Speak or not, who is the person behind you?" He Fan said lightly, but his eyes were cold.
To be continued...