Chapter 30

Chen Ji is located in the third ancient-style building after entering Caiyi Street, and it is now mealtime. Usually, places that don't lack customers are hard to reserve, and even if you reserve a table, if you don't arrive on time, the reservation will be canceled.

Zhang Zhitong booked a table in the first-floor hall. After sitting down, she skillfully ordered a few signature dishes and called for a bottle of Blue Classic.

"The braised broad beans here are great for drinking, and the crab meat lion's head is also excellent." Zhang Zhitong helped Ye Qing unpack the utensils, rinsed them with wine, and then filled both of their glasses.

"You said you started working, in the police department, right?" The characteristic of Blue Classic is that it doesn't make you feel drunk easily. Ye Qing's alcohol tolerance is decent, so one bottle for two is not a problem, but he doesn't know how much Zhang Zhitong can handle.

Back in school, he vaguely heard classmates say that Zhang Zhitong had specially apprenticed herself to a famous martial arts master in Zhongyun to become a police officer. She should be able to handle some white wine.

"My dream since childhood has been to become a detective." Zhang Zhitong raised her eyebrows at Ye Qing with a proud look. "Let me introduce myself, I'm Zhang Zhitong, and I am now a formal detective in the Second Brigade of the Zhongyun City Criminal Investigation Corps."

"Congratulations on achieving your dream." Ye Qing raised his glass to toast her. She was the only one from their class who was admitted to the China Criminal Police University, and now that she has returned to work locally, she has become a hot commodity.

As long as Zhang Zhitong's professional skills are outstanding, her promotion will be as fast as a rocket.

After Zhang Zhitong took a delicate sip of white wine, she was suddenly interrupted by Ye Qing: "Wait, isn't drinking during work hours prohibited?"

"I just finished a case, and I have a rare half-day off. My next operation isn't until 9 PM tonight." The dishes hadn't arrived yet, and Zhang Zhitong clinked glasses with Ye Qing again, smiling sweetly. "I have a strong body, and the alcohol dissipates quickly."

"Drink... until you're drunk." Ye Qing said without hesitation and finished half a glass of wine.

"Cheers!" Zhang Zhitong gave him a thumbs up.

The waiter quickly brought out the restaurant's specialty dishes one by one. Ye Qing's appetite was now fully open, and the hot, flavorful broad beans made him exclaim in satisfaction.

"By the way, what do you do now? You look like a successful person!" Zhang Zhitong ate more elegantly, picking up the hot broad beans and gently blowing on them before putting them in her mouth.

"I run a factory, manufacturing some inexpensive equipment." For some reason, watching Zhang Zhitong enjoy her food, Ye Qing felt a sense of beauty in the scene.

"Respect, Mr. Ye!" Zhang Zhitong raised her glass in a toast. "Here's to your business thriving and becoming the richest person in Zhongyun."

"And to you, may you eliminate all evil in Zhongyun and become the nemesis of crime!"

"Nemesis of crime... ha ha, I like that." Zhang Zhitong laughed with great enthusiasm, her eyes full of heroic spirit.

When drinking with a kindred spirit, a thousand cups are not enough, and Zhang Zhitong is not a kindred spirit. However, her bold yet gentle personality was quite admirable to Ye Qing.

Cup after cup, Zhang Zhitong's eyes became hazy and her white, jade-like cheeks were tinged with a rosy blush.

Her beautiful short hair, slightly disheveled, fluttered with her slender fingers, like a beautiful scroll of the world. Her eyes, slanted with a glance, lost their previous heroic spirit and added a touch of elegance and tenderness.

Envy, jealousy, lust, greed...

In the entire hall, every male present couldn't help but look at Zhang Zhitong with these sinful eyes, while simultaneously judging Ye Qing.

However, no matter how envious or lustful, these males never had the nerve to come over and chat.

Ye Qing's well-dressed and expensive attire, along with the confidence in his eyes, made them lack the courage.

Of course, not everyone has such discernment, and not everyone's quality has reached the standard.

A few young men with a rough appearance were wandering on the cobblestone path of Caiyi Street. Their necks turned into mobile turrets, constantly aiming their eyes at the people on the road and in the ancient buildings.

When they saw Ye Qing, their eyes lit up.

They were none other than Qian Xiaomeng and his gang, who had previously extorted money from the construction team responsible for replacing the curbstones.

"Hey!" Qian Xiaomeng strode in, excited like he had caught a criminal. "I saw your car in the parking lot, so I knew you must be in Caiyi Street. Well, you're rich now, drinking Blue Classic."

"Compensation, for the medical expenses from the last time you beat me, and my uncle's lost wages, nutritional expenses..." Qian Xiaomeng excitedly listed a bunch of expenses, about to name a sky-high number, when he suddenly froze as if electrocuted.

Because Zhang Zhitong was looking at him with a slightly hazy, deep spring water-like gaze.

The few who came in with him also froze.

Such a beautiful and elegant girl, they had never seen before, nor had they ever dared to imagine.

It took them a few seconds to snap out of their daze, and then they burst into laughter. "Beauty, don't be fooled by this pretty boy. He's a penniless guy."

"We're about to take his car away. Beauty, where do you live? We'll drive you home later." A face Ye Qing didn't recognize stepped forward, boldly slapping Zhang Zhitong's somewhat slender shoulder.

"Hand over the car keys, and come with us to the DMV to transfer the title."

Sometimes, beauty is really a sin. This guy was just being bold and reckless, slapping Zhang Zhitong's shoulder.

But as soon as his hand touched her, he became even more presumptuous, trying to pinch her delicate face.

Ye Qing stood up, grabbed the nearly empty Blue Classic bottle, and was about to give this guy a wake-up call.

Zhang Zhitong's hazy gaze instantly cleared. Before his hand could touch her face, she lifted her leg high, like a javelin, striking the face of this bold man.

No one saw clearly how Zhang Zhitong, who had been sitting calmly in her chair, executed this move that rivaled a judo master's technique.

It was too fast. When this guy hit the ground without even a scream, Zhang Zhitong was still in the position of lifting her leg. Her brown leather boots revealed beautiful, white ankles, and her slender, graceful figure made all the diners gape in amazement and admiration, swallowing their saliva.

Ye Qing, who had stood up, was also stunned. The thick-bottomed wine bottle in his hand was still dripping with wine.

The other diners didn't see clearly, but Ye Qing, sitting across from her, saw everything clearly.

Zhang Zhitong didn't even turn her head; her body remained still as her leg flashed out like lightning, striking the bold man behind her.

But no one, including Ye Qing, expected that this girl, who had just been like a beautiful painting, could kick a strong young man away.

This... this...

Ye Qing could swear that even in the New Year's action movie "Qingxuan," starring Xu Ninggong, the kicks weren't as fast as lightning.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing secretly rejoiced that he hadn't gone to attack Zhang Zhitong back then, or he would have become a laughingstock in the entire school—unable to beat a gentle, jade-like girl.

Zhang Zhitong kicked one away and didn't seem to plan on letting Qian Xiaomeng and his gang off.

"Do you have any respect for the law? Trying to rob in broad daylight?" Zhang Zhitong's slightly flushed cheeks were red with anger.

"You... you, what do you want to do?" Qian Xiaomeng and his companions were almost shocked speechless.

Ye Qing leaped from his chair and kicked Qian Xiaomeng in the stomach.

Although Ye Qing hadn't practiced martial arts since childhood, he had plenty of opportunities to exercise by operating heavy machinery in the factory.

This kick sent Qian Xiaomeng flying out of the hall and rolling onto the street.

"Damn, I'll fight you to the death." After being defeated by Ye Qing multiple times, Qian Xiaomeng was so angry that he almost burst with rage.

"You few, what are you waiting for? Attack!" Qian Xiaomeng, struggling to stand up, was burning with anger.

Ye Qing was also enraged. He hadn't had the chance to teach these guys a lesson in the hospital, and at the Jiangshan Stone Factory, he was held back by Sang Qing. This time, he would thoroughly deal with these heartless scoundrels.

After smashing this scoundrel with the wine bottle, Ye Qing lifted him up and threw him to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

One of the four companions was already on the ground, unable to get up, while the other three, who had been bold as brass, were now trembling like quails.

They had lusted after Ye Qing's minivan and believed that his factory was about to go bankrupt, so he couldn't afford any compensation.

They had planned to use the pretext of seeking compensation for their uncle to extort the car, but who would have thought that this man and woman were both so tough, and would attack without any hesitation.

Zhang Zhitong watched with interest. Ye Qing's fighting style was either punching or kicking, and although his strikes were heavy, they clearly avoided vital areas.

"Alright, alright..." Zhang Zhitong didn't want Ye Qing to get into trouble. Seeing that the lesson was enough, she pulled him away.

"If you want trouble, have your boss come." Ye Qing gave them a few more kicks and said, "You few scoundrels, don't keep showing your faces here."

"The... boss... he was drunk driving and got... detained..." One of the trembling companions, probably scared out of his wits, blurted out this demoralizing statement.

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