Chapter 530: You Really Can Spin a Yarn

The cards Huang Zhi sends out are limited in number. Those who can come here share one characteristic: they are of high status.

If not wealthy, then noble; the nobility of high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

Businessmen cannot get in; even if brought by a friend, they remain obedient, submissive, and as low-profile as can be.

Recalling again, that lady just now was clearly not the latter type. So, what is the status of this friend of Lin Sicheng?

Merely curious for a moment, Huang Zhi did not pay it much mind: given Lin Sicheng's abilities, his emotional intelligence in handling affairs, and the line of work he is in, it is not strange for him to know a few children of the elite.

He did not pursue the question further and entered the private room with Lin Sicheng.

Huang Lan and Liu Yiling were chatting, the siblings head-to-head, whispering about something. Hearing the commotion, the four of them stopped in unison. At a glance, it looked normal. But neither Huang Zhi nor Lin Sicheng were ordinary people; they could tell at a glance that something must have happened during the time they were out.

Nine times out of ten, those two siblings had stirred up trouble.

Lin Sicheng couldn't be bothered to pay attention, and Huang Zhi pretended not to see.

But he was already calculating in his heart how to turn up the pressure on his two nephews after returning tonight.

The two took their seats, and the individual dishes were served.

In small bowls the size of a fist, the server lifted the lids; the soup was bright and fresh, and the room was filled with fragrance.

Just by smelling it, one knew that Huang Zhi had definitely used top-tier ingredients and hired a master chef of Fujian cuisine.

Asking about the price, it was even lower than a four-star hotel.

Taking a spoonful to taste, Lin Sicheng was full of praise.

Huang Zhi could tell that Lin Sicheng was not flattering him. For a moment, he actually felt a sense of meeting a kindred spirit.

Having lived to his age, being praised ten thousand times for having money and a good background is not as good as being praised once for cooking a dish well.

Huang Zhi felt that, even setting his sister aside, that card had not been given to the wrong person.

Just as they were chatting happily, a "buzz" sounded—the phone rang, just once.

Lin Sicheng glanced at it; the caller ID displayed two characters: Brother Jin.

No need to guess, the person was definitely right outside the private room.

He stood up: "General Manager Huang, Teacher Huang, Teacher Liu, I'm going out for a moment!"

Huang Zhi thought he needed to go to the restroom and pointed: "There is one inside the private room!"

Lin Sicheng smiled: "No, I'm meeting a friend!"

Saying this, he took his phone and left the private room.

Huang Lan looked strange, as if asking: Lin Sicheng can actually run into an acquaintance while eating?

Li Huaizhang and Li Huaiyu were even more surprised than her: how could someone who comes here to eat be friends with Lin Sicheng?

The two exchanged a look, and Li Huaiyu made an excuse to go to the restroom. When she came out, she quietly pushed the door and opened a crack in the screen. She also gave the waiter a threatening look.

Huang Zhi was telling Huang Lan that Lin Sicheng had just run into an acquaintance, and Huang Lan was listening intently; neither noticed Li Huaiyu's little movements. In the corridor, Tang Nanjin looked up, examining the decorations on the door frame. Tang Nanyu leaned against the railing, bored, kicking the base with his heel over and over.

Tang Nanjin frowned: "Tang Nanyu, how old are you?"

"Heh, you're going to manage me even when we're out?"

Nonsense, I am your older brother.

Tang Nanjin gestured with his hand, meaning for him to be quiet.

Tang Nanyu had just rolled his eyes, but seeing Tang Nanjin's posture of rolling up his sleeves, he quickly stood up straight.

Strong as he might be, he wasn't stupid, was he?

Tang Nanjin—he truly could not beat him.

Cowardly as he might be, his little movements were constant, pouting and rolling his eyes.

Tang Nanjin couldn't be bothered to argue with him.

It had been like this since they were small; Tang Nanyu was not only childish but also had strangely abundant energy, never having a moment of stillness.

Only after accumulating it for a period of time and giving him a sound beating could he be well-behaved for a few days.

Tang Nanjin was calculating how much had accumulated this time and which day to take action.

Just as he was counting silently, with a "creak," the small door of the adjacent private room was pushed open, and Lin Sicheng walked out.

Tang Nanyu's eyes lit up, his hands went up, and he was just about to cup his fists, the words "Lin Shifu" already on his lips, when "slap!"—Tang Nanjin smacked the back of his head: "Speak properly!"

Tang Nanyu rolled his eyes: How was I not speaking properly?

The situation was stronger than the person; if he dared to talk back, the next time wouldn't be such a light tap.

Tang Nanyu lowered his head and drooped his eyes: "Sicheng!"

Lin Sicheng held back a laugh and greeted them one by one: "Brother Jin, Brother Yu!"

"Lin Sicheng, don't laugh at me. I really can't beat my brother, but you wouldn't be a match for him either!"

Tang Nanyu rolled his eyes, "If you don't believe me, let's find a place and you can spar with my brother!"

"Idiot!"

Do you think Lin Sicheng is like you, with a straight brain?

Tang Nanjin glared at him, then looked at Lin Sicheng: "It's only been a few months, how did you get so fair?"

When they first met last year, Lin Sicheng had just returned from Shanxi. During that time, he was either up in the mountains or down by the beaches, tanned like a piece of charcoal. He hadn't been out much these past few months, so of course, he had grown fair and clean.

Lin Sicheng smiled: "I haven't been in the sun much!"

"When did you come to Beijing?"

"I came after the New Year, only been here a few days!" Lin Sicheng added, "I thought you were busy, so I didn't call."

They were indeed busy; once the holidays arrived, while other families were reunited, their household only had women and children.

The men were either on duty in the military or on shift in the police force.

Tang Nanjin nodded, "It was indeed busy a while ago, but we've finally managed to get some free time, and it just so happens I have a vacation. If you aren't in a rush to leave, I'll call Jing San'er and we can get together!"

Lin Sicheng replied without hesitation: "Okay!"

Tang Nanyu suddenly perked up: "Just drinking is boring, Sicheng, I'll take you to look around our unit."

Lin Sicheng looked strange: Go to your unit?

He just remembered, Tang Nanyu was in the Special Protection Brigade, right behind this Small Courtyard.

Although it was a public security unit, it was no more than two hundred meters away from here; it would take two minutes at most to reach the wall across the alley.

One could guess with their toes what the nature of this unit was and what kind of missions it executed.

Seeing at a glance what Lin Sicheng was thinking, Tang Nanyu's tone was full of temptation: "Sicheng, you definitely haven't been to a unit like this, right? Brother will take you to see it."

Lin Sicheng paused: "Brother Yu, it wouldn't be that after I go in with you, you'll give an order and a bunch of people will pounce on me, right?"

Tang Nanyu was stunned for a moment, as if asking: How did you know?

Last time they ate, Tang Nanjin had clearly told him: He was no match for Lin Sicheng, and Tang Nanyu had taken note of it.

It wasn't that he didn't believe it, and even less that he wasn't convinced, but he wanted to see where Lin Sicheng's upper limit was.

Asking himself, if it were him: facing ten or more people, and empty-handed against blades, it would be a question of whether Tang Nanyu himself could survive, let alone save Tang Nan Yan.

He went back to the team and told his comrades, but no one believed him, so he thought about when he could trick Lin Sicheng into coming back, to let those bastards see what it meant that there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.

Unexpectedly, Lin Sicheng saw through it at a glance.

But what was strange was that Tang Nanjin didn't scold him this time, and even nodded:

"The second one was bragging in the team and was heard by their Captain. He specifically went to the General Team to request your file, and after reading it, he was amazed. Later, he asked about your situation and specifically applied to the higher-ups (Municipal Bureau), asking if they could invite you to the brigade to impart some experience..."

What the hell, impart experience to the Special Protection Brigade?

Lin Sicheng was a bit confused: "Brother Jin, isn't that an exaggeration?"

Tang Nanjin shook his head: "It really isn't an exaggeration!"

Lin Sicheng hadn't been in contact with this before and didn't know the ins and outs of it.

Ordinary people were surprised by Lin Sicheng's combat power, like Tang Nanyu.

But Tang Nanyu's leader was surprised by Lin Sicheng's ability to handle emergencies: for example, when a car suddenly rushed out and crashed over, Lin Sicheng was actually able to use the unfamiliar terrain to save himself perfectly.

Even more so, when besieged by multiple people, Lin Sicheng could not only defend and counterattack but also ensure the hostage (Tang Nan Yan) remained safe and sound.

What surprised the leader most was that moment Lin Sicheng had in the basement: using the criminal's bomb to threaten the criminal—is this a method a human could think of? In a unit like this, there were plenty of people with good skills. It wasn't that there were no people with good brains or fast reactions. But to be this good and this fast was truly as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

The brigade leader wanted Lin Sicheng to go and talk about: how, in a sudden incident, he observed and found the most favorable conditions and timing in a split second to protect the hostage and complete a counterattack.

But Lin Sicheng felt this matter was a bit like a joke.

"Brother Jin, that was purely my instinctual reaction!"

Tang Nanjin smiled: "Lin Sicheng, instinctual reactions can be trained through acquired practice!"

Lin Sicheng was stunned: That really was the case.

He nodded: "If it's truly useful, then I'll go!"

Seeing him say this, Tang Nanyu started rolling his eyes again, and Tang Nanjin scoffed.

"Second one, stop thinking about it. Whenever Sicheng isn't busy, we'll go to the boxing gym!"

Tang Nanyu's spirits lifted: "Big Brother, are you going to go up?"

"Nonsense, of course you're going up! I'm quite convinced by Sicheng!"

Tang Nanyu was dumbfounded: He was indeed quite curious and wanted to see how powerful Lin Sicheng really was, but he hadn't said he wanted to go up himself, right? If the boss had this attitude, if he went up, wouldn't he just be serving himself up on a platter?

He liked martial arts, but he wasn't an idiot: if a fist hit his body, it would hurt!

Tang Nanyu shook his head vigorously: "Then forget it!"

Tang Nanjin sneered: "Coward!"

"Heh heh, Big Brother, I knew how to use that trick when I was seven!" Tang Nanyu didn't care, "If you're not a coward, you go up!"

Tang Nanjin couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.

He checked his watch: "Nan Yan and Second Uncle should be coming over soon, my dad will be a bit later. Once they arrive, you come over and sit for a while." "A family dinner?"

"Of course!" Tang Nanjin explained, "It's basically like this every year: Second Uncle, me, and the second one are all on duty during the New Year, and sometimes Nan Yan has to be on duty too. We can only get together after the holiday is over."

"My dad goes without saying, he's at the unit twenty-four hours a day, there are missions at any time, he can only squeeze out some time, and he doesn't dare go home..."

Tang Nanjin pointed to the opposite side: "That's why we chose it here!"

Lin Sicheng naturally understood: at least it was close.

He wasn't being coy: "Who is here right now?"

"Just Second Aunt and Nanlang, they are ordering food. Third Uncle and the others will be a bit later too!"

There was only one elder, Ji Yun, and he had already greeted her earlier; the rest would arrive in a while.

Lin Sicheng: "Brother Jin, give me a ring when the time comes!"

"Okay!"

"By the way, who did you come with, Wang Sanshu?"

"Not the teacher, it's the owner here, he asked me to look at a few items for him!"

"Then forget it!"

If it were Wang Qizhi, the brothers would definitely have to go in and pay their respects.

The three of them were talking, their voices rising and falling, and they reached the private room.

At first, Huang Zhi was still wondering: two waiters were guarding the private room, how could they not even know to close the door?

He subconsciously took a look: not only was the door not closed tightly, but the screen also had a large gap open.

Afterwards, seeing his two nephews craning their necks and pricking up their ears, Huang Zhi sighed: was it these two playing tricks again?

He didn't know what to say.

One was twenty-four, the other twenty-seven, how could they still be as childish as kids?

The key was, this pettiness?

He had taught him from childhood to adulthood, yet he simply could not change it.

Forget it, he is my own nephew...

He was just about to have the waiter close the door when he suddenly heard a word: on duty?

Huang Zhi paused: not on shift, but on duty?

What kind of organization could this be?

In a flash, footsteps approached, and two sturdy figures walked past the door.

If there had been only one, Huang Zhi might not have been able to tell.

But the two were one behind the other, their bodies equally straight, like two javelins.

Their faces were thin and dark; one look and you knew they were out in the sun all day. Their hair was short and even, identical buzz cuts.

Huang Zhi narrowed his eyes: soldiers?

They seemed to mention something about a "detachment" and a "General Team," which sounded like a public security unit.

But he did not remember ever giving a card to someone from such a unit?

The key was, the one in the back, he seemed a bit familiar?

Just as he was recalling, Lin Sicheng entered the private room.

He sat down: "General Manager Huang, sorry, I ran into two friends!"

"It's alright!"

Huang Zhi replied, and just as he was about to ask, Li Huaiyu stepped in first: "Lin Sicheng, what do those two friends of yours do for a living?" Lin Sicheng answered right away: "Bodyguards!"

If Huang Zhi had asked, he might have hesitated about how to answer.

But since Li Huaiyu asked, he couldn't even be bothered to make up a story.

Li Huaiyu twitched the corner of her mouth, meaning you're trying to fool a ghost: "Bodyguards can come here to eat?"

Why couldn't they?

Lin Sicheng continued to spout nonsense: "They came along with their boss; their boss was also invited by someone else."

"But I heard them mention something about a detachment, a General Team?"

"Don't bodyguards have to have a company? Don't security companies have security detachments and security General Teams?"

Li Huaiyu was half-believing: is that so?

Immediately, she revealed a trace of mockery. It was as if she were saying: your friend isn't much, is he?

Li Huaizhang was thoughtful: "They are both quite sturdy, they really do look a bit like bodyguards, but why do I feel like the one in the back is a bit familiar?"

Huang Zhi cursed inwardly: two idiots, whose bodyguards walk like that, whose bodyguards are out in the sun all day?

That aura of ferocity was practically overflowing.

But that wasn't the point; the point was that he also felt the one in the back was familiar.

Lin Sicheng was clearly unwilling to talk, so Huang Zhi changed the subject: "Lin Sicheng, does your teacher also have a card for this place?"

Lin Sicheng replied without hesitation: "Actually, it's just the one you gave me, General Manager Huang. Many people have asked where it came from, and I've always said I borrowed it from my teacher..."

Huang Zhi was stunned: Lin Sicheng, you really are a sycophant!