Chapter 901 - 338: The Eve of Returning to Great Xia
Chapter 901 - 338: The Eve of Returning to Great Xia
"Minister Zhang, you’re finally here."
"Minister Zhang, you’re here!"
"Minister!!!"
"Mr. Zhang, you shouldn’t keep us locked up here. Aren’t we supposed to be your partners?"
"Zhang Chaofan, the treatment here is too poor. Not only are we locked up, but they wouldn’t even give me a cup of hot water."
As soon as the door was opened, Zhang Beixing was bombarded with greetings from all directions.
This group hasn’t been locked up in this room for very long, only a few hours, right? And already so dissatisfied?
Is it really that restrictive here?
Zhang Beixing felt a bit contemptuous. These guys are truly spoiled.
Being locked up here for a few hours is no big deal. If they were in Great Xia, after a few years, wouldn’t they be driven mad?
And as for the one asking for hot water.
Zhang Beixing heard it and couldn’t help but feel the skin on his face tighten.
He didn’t even need to look to know it must’ve been Li Dongming who said it.
Only someone from Great Xia would care so much about drinking hot water.
Whether in Europe or weekly, these people don’t care about drinking hot water during the coldest winters or when they’re sick; they even seek out ice water.
They simply don’t have the habit of drinking hot water. Asking for hot water here is ridiculous, right?
Listening to their endless complaints, Zhang Beixing initially thought he could tolerate it, but after about two minutes, he couldn’t stand it anymore.
He gestured for them to stop.
This helped quiet his ears a bit, and he sighed helplessly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are currently in Wu Country, not in Lanxi Kingdom, nor on a train."
Zhang Beixing pointed to the east and said, "Just over a hundred kilometers from here is the battlefield, a meat grinder. Battles are ongoing there, and lives may be lost every minute."
"Although this place is over a hundred kilometers from the battlefield, it’s not necessarily safe here. Gangs abound, warlords are everywhere, and many mercenary organizations operate here."
"You bunch of European thieves, or people from other sectors, you’re all figures from the gray areas. Don’t you have any enemies internationally?"
"Keeping you under watch is for your own good. At least this way you have protection and won’t be seen."
"Don’t you know how famous I am? How many eyes in this world are watching me?"
"If one of your enemies finds you near me and hires some people to take you out, wouldn’t that be bad?"
"..."
A noticeable silence fell over the group after listening to Zhang Beixing. They were no longer noisy.
Perhaps ordinary people might find Zhang Beixing’s words unbelievable.
But to them, it sounded quite true.
This kind of thing isn’t unheard of; the grudges of high society can be unimaginable.
Seeing them quiet down and stop complaining, Zhang Beixing nodded in satisfaction.
"I’ve already asked Harley Yous to prepare some food for us. You must be hungry after riding the train with me for so long?"
Since they were monitoring Zhang Beixing and trying to figure out the task, they hardly ate anything on the train. They were starved the whole journey.
Many carried a bit of compressed biscuits or chocolate for temporary sustenance or to increase calorie intake.
They won’t die from hunger, but these quantities surely aren’t enough to fill them up.
Upon hearing Zhang Beixing talk about Harley Yous preparing a feast, their eyes lit up.
After roughly interacting with them for a while, Harley Yous sent someone to remind them that they could go to eat.
Zhang Beixing didn’t let Li Dongming draw lots for him in front of such a crowd, considering his previous prediction, he decided to hold off for now.
It was clearly inappropriate to let them know that he had another fortune told in front of so many people.
What does fortune-telling imply? That there’s a bit of belief in Li Dongming’s previous fortune-telling results?
Otherwise, why would he come back and ask Li Dongming to do it again? Shouldn’t he be dismissive and indifferent?
That would be the logical thing to do.
Zhang Beixing led them to eat, where Mike and Leng Bing were already seated.
Everyone was very discerning, leaving the head seat for Zhang Beixing.
Zhang Beixing didn’t stand on ceremony, sitting down boldly, and scanned the lengthy dining table.
Even Zhang Beixing had to praise Harley Yous at this moment.
This guy is truly generous.
The table was basically filled with seafood, most of which was incredibly fresh.
If it were ordinary Wu Country times, Zhang Beixing wouldn’t find eating these odd.
But now, Wu Country is embroiled in war. Many usual civilian transport routes are under military control for logistics transport.
The Capital of Wu Country isn’t a coastal city, so getting these things is truly difficult.
For Harley Yous to pull it off, it shows he’s resourceful. Gathering enough of this quality for the table couldn’t have been easy.
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