"Hello, sir!"

Zhang Yong stood at attention and saluted, turning his face halfway.

The main feature is a spirited young man. He shows that he is very spirited.

"He introduced me."

"The leader of the fifth action team, Yan Guangkun. I have met him before."

"That person is the leader of the second team, Liu Daowu."

"The leader of the third team is Dai Yice."

"The person in charge is Chief Zhou Weilong of their intelligence department. I should have heard of it."

Yang Shanfu introduced them one by one.

Zhang Yong saluted again, indicating that Xiao Mengxin was a little nervous.

At least they are all leaders of the action team. I am the team leader. It seems that it is not feasible to work quietly as a cook.

But are you really hungry...

Zhou Weilong stood up and came to Zhang Yong.

Stretch your legs.

Hold the legs.

He looked very enthusiastic. But Zhang Yong knew that it was not that simple to make the right decision.

None of them are smiling tigers. None of them seek to eat people.

Over there, without Li Boqi to protect him, he had to be careful about everything.

Otherwise, if they were not careful, they would put the cocoa in small bags and throw it into the Yangtze River. No body would be found.

"eat first."

"no."

"Eat enough and then work."

"no."

Zhang Yong followed the good deeds like a stream.

Yang Shanfu has already prepared his position, right next to him.

There are cups, chopsticks and dishes on the table, but they are all empty. There is no food. If you want to ask for food, go to the side and get it yourself.

Oh, in that era, there was already a buffet. It was no different from later generations.

The most important thing about the food is that it has good portion, plenty of oil and water, and it requires rough people to work.

There is chicken, duck and fish.

Zhang Yong wanted to ask for some fried fish nuggets, but found Liu Daowu coming over.

"Sir..."

"Captain Zhang, would you like some pumpkin rice?"

"Thanks."

Zhang Yong handed over the plate.

Liu Daowu immediately slammed a large spoonful of pumpkin rice onto his plate.

The portion is very sufficient.

Enough for three people.

Zhang Yong:……

Mom sells batches, but that guy has no good intentions. He made me eat so much pumpkin rice.

What's so delicious about pumpkin rice? Is the Fuxing Society so poor? If he were in the Songhu office, he would definitely scold his mother. The food expenses were all stolen by you guys? That's too much!

I beg you to eat meat! Eat meat! Eat meat! Say what I am begging for three times!

I went all the way to Jinling to get pumpkin rice. I have a very stupid head.

"Captain Zhang."

"Why!"

Zhang Yong responded casually.

I found Fou Dai Yice coming over. That guy was wearing glasses.

Haha. A person with shortsightedness can actually be the leader of an action team? Yes. He is physically disabled but mentally strong. He deserves praise. But no, what does that spoonful of pickled cucumbers in my legs mean?

Mom sells batches, I also want to ask if you can cheat me, right? Give me such a big spoonful of pickles!

Sure enough, Dai Yice said enthusiastically: "Come, try their Fuxingshe special dish, pickled cucumber. Can you not eat it normally?"

"Thank you..." Zhang Yong handed over the plate angrily.

Greeting the wrong party ten thousand times.

But it’s important to say thank you.

A big spoonful of pickled cucumber is placed all over the pumpkin rice.

"You must finish it!" Dai Yice said with a smile, "It's shameful to waste food. Virgo won't allow it."

"Humble job, Minghong." Zhang Yong wanted to put the whole plate in the wrong person's face.

Just think about it. It is Jinling. It is the headquarters of Fuxing Society.

Although the Virgo did not show up, if he did something too outrageous, he would definitely not support him.

If they say they are popular, do they have any reason to bully me?

First of all, he had no foundation. He didn’t have a single acquaintance. He didn’t know anyone except Li Boqi.

Secondly, he does not belong to any side. He does not rely on any of the Huangpu clique, the military and political clique, the Hunan clique, or the Guangdong clique. He is not a monk halfway. He stepped into the door of the Fuxing Society alone.

Thirdly, his own fighting skills are mediocre. He can't bully anyone except Ye Wansheng.

All three lines are taken, the de-buff is full...

"Pumpkin rice with pickled cucumbers, the most delicious thing in the world." Liu Daowu added with a smile.

"Thank you, sir, for your cultivation." Zhang Yong replied solemnly.

Are you all acting? Okay, acting. As long as I eat a bite of pumpkin rice and a piece of pickled cucumber, my surname is not Zhang!

The worst case scenario is to run away, shoot us all with guns, and then turn into bandits.

Wrong. I am a bandit. Just wait until July 1937, when the system is activated. Then I will ask for guns and cannons, and I will be afraid of my balls!

Put the plate back on the table with your legs. Go to the side and get an empty plate. Then put the fried fish pieces on it.

There are many other kinds of eight-treasure duck, large plate chicken, braised pork ribs, braised prawns, sweet and sour pork... There are a lot of them. The plates are piled full.

Then Shi Shiran went back to his seat, put away the things, and pushed the pumpkin rice and pickles aside.

He made no secret of his disgust.

I gave it to him and he thanked me, but he didn't eat it. Could it be that I was too good at feeding him?

Haha, come on...

Boss Dai cannot force him to eat pumpkin rice or pickled cucumbers.

Let's dig in and eat. Let's have some fried fish first. It's good. It's really delicious.

I felt that the pumpkin rice and pickled cucumbers were getting in the way, so I pushed them further and further away. There happened to be an empty seat next to them, so I just moved them to Siberia.

Everyone around him looked at him meaningfully.

Liu Daowu and Dai Yice's expressions were as usual, as if nothing had happened.

No one shut up.

Zhang Yong knew that he had offended someone.

But no…

If you offend, you'll be offended. It's not a big deal.

He is also afraid of offending others.

Seriously. If I were more capable, he would dare to flip the table.

Why do you want to see our faces?

I'm here to catch moon spies, or I'm here to be bullied by us.

If we have the ability, we will kill me with our legs. But whether it is clear or not, I will never suffer a loss if I am wrong. Get out of here.

Stretch your legs and push. Continue to push the pumpkin rice and pickled cucumber as far as you can.
To be continued...