Chapter 173

“Have your wife help me check who owns the first number we find, okay?”

“It seems a roast chicken won’t be enough to win her over.”

“Then let’s buy one more, I’ll pay for it.”

“You think she’s a big eater?” Zhang Shijun said with a smile. “I guess she wants me to take her to see a movie. Thor: Ragnarok is coming out soon.”

“Then take her there. Going to the movies is a great way to build a relationship.”

“I get dizzy as soon as I put on 3D glasses; it’s even scarier than riding a roller coaster.”

“That would be such a shame, as most blockbusters are now in 3D.”

“Didn’t Blade Runner 2049 get released in China recently?” Zhang Shijun said. “I’ve already seen the first one and really liked it, so I wanted to see the second one in theaters. It’s available in 2D overseas, but not in China. There’s only a converted 3D version, which means I can’t watch it. But maybe because the story is too dull, the movie didn’t do well at the box office in China. It couldn’t even beat Geostorm.”

“In the last two months,” Han An added after thinking for a moment, “I took my wife and son to see ‘Never Say Die’ at the cinema.”

“I also took my daughter and me to see that movie in the cinema; it was quite funny.”

“It fits the style of Happy Twist very well.”

“yes!”

“Stop kidding, have your wife check it for me.”

“You didn’t even give me your phone number, how am I supposed to ask her to check?”

“this.”

After glancing at the phone number, Zhang Shijun sent it to his wife.

“Help me find out who owns this phone number. It must be that idiot who threatened Han An.”

After sending the message, Zhang Shijun said, “Let’s have mutton hot pot!”

Han An didn’t say anything, but walked out with Zhang Shijun.

Arriving at the hot pot restaurant across from the teahouse, they naturally ordered a mutton hot pot.

Zhang Shijun asked Han An if he wanted to drink, but Han An said he had to drive later, so Zhang Shijun only asked the waiter to bring him a bottle of orange juice.

After the mutton hotpot was served, Zhang Shijun received a WeChat message from his wife.

The owner of the phone is named Shama Amu.

Upon seeing this message, Zhang Shijun muttered, “Shama Amu, I’m still the Murong of Gusu!”

After muttering to himself, Zhang Shijun handed his phone to Han An.

Upon seeing the name, Han An said, “This guy should be an Yi person.”

“No wonder the name is so funny.”

“Many of their names are like that,” Han An said. “Some have four characters, some have three.”

“Is this the person who threatened you?”

“It’s not certain yet.”

“Then call him and listen to his voice.”

“Let’s talk about it later, no rush.”

“I’m anxious,” Zhang Shijun laughed. “If it really is this guy, then you should call him out for a one-on-one fight, and I’ll get the people from the teahouse to help you out.”

“You want those technicians to be cheerleaders?”

“You think I don’t have any male employees in my shop?”

“Let’s not fight now, let’s talk about it after we finish eating hot pot.”

“Can’t your Hanji restaurant make lamb hot pot?”

“It’s too gamey,” Han An said. “I did consider making mutton hot pot before, but I was worried it would offend customers who particularly dislike the smell, so I gave up on the idea. If I have more working capital in the future, I might consider opening a roasted lamb restaurant, specializing in sourcing lamb from Hulunbuir. I once went to a restaurant in Dongguan called Hulunbuir Roasted Lamb Restaurant, and their lamb spine was especially delicious. They even provided straws so you could suck out the marrow.”

“Give me your address later, I’ll go eat there when I have time.”

“In Dongguan, not in Shenzhen.”

“It’s not far to Dongguan, and besides, it was recommended by you, the owner of a hot pot restaurant, so the taste must be very good.”

“Hey Jun, I just don’t understand why you like eating mutton so much.”

“You’re allowed to like eating beef, but I’m not allowed to like eating lamb?”

When Zhang Shijun asked him that question, Han An immediately burst out laughing.

While Han An and Zhang Shijun were eating hot pot, Bai Jing had already entered the subway heading to OCT (Overseas Chinese Town).

Because many people were taking the subway at this time, Bai Jing, who had no seats available, was holding onto the handrail.

Fearing a pickpocket, Bai Jing pulled her handbag to the front of her body.

Perhaps because her husband had caught her cheating at the Xindu Hotel last time, Bai Jing was somewhat worried before visiting Amu. She was afraid her husband would suddenly appear when she arrived. Because of this worry, Bai Jing really wanted to call her husband and ask where he was. However, it would obviously be better to call him later when she arrived at Overseas Chinese Town.

After thinking it over, Bai Jing gave up the idea of ​​making the call.

Just then, Bai Jing heard the sound of a camera taking pictures.

Following the sound, Bai Jing noticed a chubby man pointing a camera at her.

Presumably because she saw it, the man quickly put down his phone and turned slightly to the side.

Because of her good looks and figure, Bai Jing is often photographed in public places.

For men, wanting to take pictures when they see beautiful women is actually a very normal thing.

But Bai Jing disliked it very much.

She may not like it, but she can’t stop it, so she usually chooses to ignore it.

At the next stop, about ten people squeezed in, making Bai Jing surrounded by people.

What made Bai Jing uncomfortable was that the man who had just taken a picture of her was standing right behind her.

He had been standing to her left and slightly in front of her, but now he was standing behind her, which made Bai Jing realize that he probably wanted to have physical contact with her. For example, taking advantage of the crowded place, he might deliberately press his crotch against her buttocks and make small rubs. She had experienced something like this once last year. That time, she was taking the subway to go shopping with Xu Xiaoru, so her husband wasn’t with her.

Because she was extremely disgusted by such situations, Bai Jing slowly walked forward.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief after walking into the middle of the group of women.

As for the fat man with glasses, he kept staring at her.

The fat man’s gaze was vacant, and this vacantness made Bai Jing feel particularly uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the fat man got off at the next stop.

As for Bai Jing, she naturally got off at the Overseas Chinese Town Station.

As Bai Jing left the subway station and walked towards the bus stop, she called her husband.

After the call connected, Bai Jing asked, “Honey, where are you?”

“I’m having hot pot with Jun-ge.”

“Zhang Shijun?”

“right.”

Is it from Hanji?

“No, it’s with Jun-ge.”

“Then you can eat without worry,” Bai Jing said. “I’ve already finished get off work and am looking for something to eat outside. This is my first time in this area, so I don’t know what good food there is.”

“With your colleagues?”

“Just me all by myself.”

“Um.”

“Okay then, honey, you can continue eating hot pot. I’ll have lunch and then go back to the company for a nap.”

“Does the company offer lunch breaks?”

“I’ll just lie down for a bit,” Bai Jing said. “If I go home, it will take more than an hour round trip, which is too much of a waste of time. Besides, our son eats lunch at kindergarten, so I might as well take a nap at the company. Honey, you eat, don’t neglect Jun Ge.”

“Um.”

After hanging up, Bai Jing opened a WeChat chat window with someone nicknamed “Stone”.

And this person was none other than Amu, whom she was going to meet.

“I’m almost at the OCT bus stop, where are you?”