"I don't know," Lin Miao hummed lightly and threw a stack of money on the table.

"You go."

"Boss, what do you mean?"

The man forced a little laugh.

"Isn't it still obvious?"

The fried master came out of the kitchen, "Our boss will not serve you anymore."

"Boss, you're not kidding," the man didn't expect Lin Miao to be so willful and say no to such a large business.

Lin Miao smiled and stood up coldly.

It seems that it really decided.

The man was shocked and hurriedly grabbed Lin Miao.

"Boss, save people to the end. You can't let go of your hands until you're cured."

"I'm a restaurant here, I just cook and treat diseases," Lin Miao pulled back her sleeves coldly.

The man's mouth twitched.

Although it is a restaurant, the food here can cure diseases. At least his illness has improved a lot, but it has not yet achieved the effect he wants.

"Boss, then I'll buy food."

"No," Lin Miao would whisper coldly and left without looking back.

"Boss," the man stopped Lin Miao loudly, "I said, I said it's not OK."

Compared with your lifelong events, everything else is secondary.

Moreover, he has to go back to his hometown after getting married, and the people here can't even be found.

"It's my employer," he said, "It's her who found someone to harm you."

"Your employer," Lin Miao narrowed his eyes.

"Which is it in our street market?"

This is too vicious. The little baked master rolled up his sleeves and wanted to find someone to settle the score immediately.

"I don't know," the man shook his head.

"Speaking of this, I haven't even met her."

"I dare to help others stand up before I even met. Who are you scared?" The little fried chef didn't believe it at all.

"Really," the man said: "I just called her. I answered her again two days ago, saying that I had paid a big price to come to the door and make trouble again. I also said that as long as no one died, I would let me do whatever it was, and she would settle it if something happened."

"But I am grateful to the boss and don't want to return it to you, so I refused."

The man looked earnest and could not pass the letter out for Lin Miao to see.

"Give a big price?"

Lin Miao asked: "How much does it cost?"

The man stretched out a slap and flipped it over.

"Ten thousand?"

The little fried master guessed.

The man shook his head.

"100,000," Lin Miao said affirmatively.

The man nodded.

"How is this possible?" Xiaochao chef couldn't believe it.

The food shops on this street are all small businesses. Not to mention a month, it is still a big deal to make 100,000 yuan in half a year.

Of course, this shop is not included.

"I understand," Lin Miao took back the money.

"Little boss," the man hurriedly shouted.

"Don't worry, I will continue to deliver the medicinal food in the future," Lin Miao said and turned back to the kitchen.

The man with his eyes turned pale, and followed him in.

"Boss, who would spend so much money to cause trouble for you?"

"I know what you know, go and do it," Lin Miao smiled and lowered his head to sort out the medicinal materials.

On the other hand, Luo Yan received a call and the criminal had confessed that someone had hired a murderer to hurt someone.

"I understand, thank you," Luo Yan hung up the phone and called Xiao Zhao, "I will use the car tonight. You can go back and rest early."

In the evening, Luo Yan came to Sihe House on the east side of the city.

When I pushed open the door with copper rings, the copper bell on the top of it sounded clanging.

A middle-aged woman came out of the room. When she saw Luo Yan, the woman smiled, "It's the second young master who is back."

She quickly turned around and shouted into the room, "Madam, the second young master is back."

The woman hurriedly came up again, "Second Young Master, the lady said to you in front of her and said she wanted to see you."

"Ma Zhang," Luo Yan nodded lightly and walked over to her and entered the room.

Zhang's mother looked at his back and tightened her back.

The young master seemed to be in a bad mood.

Luo Yan entered the room, Changqing put down the newspaper and looked indifferently.

"It's just right when I'm back, and the meal is about to start."

"I heard that you have been very close to the Zhou family recently?"

Luo Yan asked.

"Yes," Chang Qing smiled, "I have had several projects recently, working with the Zhou family."

"I said that you should not get too close to the Zhou family."

Luo Yan's eyebrows became colder and colder, and his whole body was filled with chills.

"When will you blame me?"

The evergreen willow eyebrows frowned slightly and his eyes turned sharply.

The room was extremely quiet, with two extremely similar eyebrows and eyes facing each other coldly.

After a long time, Luo Yan curled his lips coldly, "Since you insist on it, then you can do whatever you want."

He gently closed his sleeves and turned his head and left.

Changqing was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.

Zhang's mother came in from outside and looked carefully at Changqing.

"Why are you still standing there? You are going to starve me to death?" Chang Qing felt depressed and just looked for something to do with his hair.

Zhang's mother responded humbly and went to serve the meals.

Luo Yan drove aimlessly.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had come to the downstairs where Lin Miao lived without knowing it.

Lin Miao happened to come back and bypassed the front of the car with the headlights on it.

Luo Yan subconsciously wanted to turn off the headlights.

Lin Miao raised his eyes and was looking at him.

Luo Yan pursed his lips and got off the bike.

"I'm back," Luo Yan asked.

Lin Miao nodded and asked, "Is there anything I need to ask me for?"

Luo Yan subconsciously shook his head, and when he saw Lin Miao leaving, he hurriedly said, "It's something."

Lin Miao stood still, but Luo Yan felt a little regretful. He thought for a moment and said, "The criminal confessed."

Lin Miao blinked.

"Someone is buying the bad guy."

"I know," Lin Jian smiled, "Thank you that day."

This is too polite.

Luo Yan pursed his lips.

Lin Miao nodded and stepped upstairs.
To be continued...