Yang Feilong had initially planned to leave, but when lunchtime arrived, the Lou family insisted he stay, and Yang Feilong couldn't refuse their hospitality.
Lou Yimo personally prepared the meal.
One had to admit, Lou Yimo's cooking skills were truly excellent, exceptionally good, no less than Luo Yujiao's, and perhaps even better!
Luo Yujiao's culinary expertise was already superb, reaching S-class level, but Lou Yimo's skills surpassed hers, earning an S+ rating!
As Yang Feilong ate, he repeatedly praised the food, thinking to himself that having Lou Yimo as his secretary was indeed the right decision. Such a secretary was capable and could also cook perfectly. Of course, "capable" here meant truly competent at her tasks.
Hearing Yang Feilong's compliments, Lou Yimo smiled shyly. She was genuinely happy to receive such praise.
"My father is one of the head chefs at the restaurant, and I learned to cook from him since I was young!" Lou Yimo said with a smile.
"My daughter has surpassed her teacher!" Lou Yitian chimed in.
Hearing this, Yang Feilong couldn't help but look at Lou Yitian with curiosity. "You're one of the head chefs at a hotel? Could it be that other chefs are jealous of you? Or did you unintentionally offend someone with something you said or did?"
"This... I don't think so?" Lou Yitian was taken aback. "We head chefs have a very good relationship! Besides, the detectives should have focused on investigating who might have harmed me, right? Those people should also be on the suspect list."
"Tell me where you work and what your salary is as a head chef," Yang Feilong said after a moment's thought. "I'll look into it closely. Perhaps it wasn't a mistake in identification, but rather someone seeking revenge on you."
Where could there be so many mistaken identities!
Although Lou Yitian still didn't believe that the chefs who called him brother would harm him, since Yang Feilong suggested it and it was indeed a possibility, he recounted his details to Yang Feilong. "Qinling Road, Jinyuan Restaurant. As for my salary, it was increased just before I became a head chef last year. Before that, I was an assistant cook or a junior cook, earning five to six thousand yuan a month. After becoming a head chef, my monthly salary is twelve thousand."
"Alright, I understand!" Yang Feilong nodded. That was a good salary!
Of course, Yang Feilong was referring to Lou Yitian's salary after he was promoted to head chef.
Subsequently, Yang Feilong meticulously inquired further about the hotel from Lou Yitian, wanting to have a clear understanding of the situation.
Before long, amidst their conversation, the meal concluded.
Yang Feilong chatted with the Lou family for a while longer, primarily discussing the precautions Lou Yitian needed to take for his recovery. For instance, he advised Lou Yitian to move around more, but to stay home and exercise within the house. Once the culprit was apprehended and the situation clarified, he could venture out.
In a short period of two to three days, or at most five to six days, Lou Yitian would be fully recovered.
The Lou family had immense trust in Yang Feilong and naturally followed his advice completely.
Around three o'clock in the afternoon.
Lou Yimo accompanied Yang Feilong to the roadside outside the village. Yang Feilong signaled and flagged down a taxi, then bid farewell to Lou Yimo.
Watching Yang Feilong board the taxi and disappear from view, Lou Yimo reluctantly rode her bicycle back. Even though they had just parted, for some reason, she felt an emptiness in her heart, as if a piece of her heart had been torn away.
After getting into the taxi, Yang Feilong called Han Yun.
"Where are you? I've arrived in Qinglan City," Yang Feilong said with a smile.
"Ah? You're here already? Why didn't you tell me beforehand? By the way, what mode of transport did you take? Where are you now? I'll come pick you up right away!" Han Yun's voice was filled with excitement and joy.
Of course, there was a teasing voice nearby, "Little Yunyun, is your boyfriend here to see you? So excited, let me have a word with him! Let's see if he's interesting! Is he man enough!"
"You shameless thing, stop messing around!" Han Yun playfully cursed.
Yang Feilong's forehead furrowed, and he cleared his throat. "I'm in a taxi. Where are you? I'll come find you!"
"Qinling Road, Mixiang City," Han Yun's voice followed.
"Qinling Road?" Yang Feilong's eyes flickered slightly. What a coincidence! Lou Yitian's hotel was also on Qinling Road!
"What's wrong?" Han Yun pressed, noticing Yang Feilong's silence.
"It's nothing. I'll tell the driver now. I'll call you when I arrive!" Yang Feilong said.
"Okay!" Han Yun's excited voice chimed.
Hanging up the phone, he told the driver, "Qinling Road, Mixiang City."
"You got it!" the driver replied with a smile.
"By the way, Master, could you tell me if Jinyuan Restaurant is far from Mixiang City?" Yang Feilong asked with a smile.
"Not far, just about a hundred meters," the driver replied readily, familiar with the area. "Qinling Road is also the most prosperous street in Qinglan City! Especially that Qinling Plaza. There are many high-end office buildings around the plaza, and the offices of major companies are located there!"
The driver then seemed to have opened the floodgates of conversation.
Yang Feilong primarily listened, interjecting a sentence or two occasionally. From their conversation, Yang Feilong gathered a lot of information, not just about the prosperity of Qinling Road, but also about the prominent families in Qinglan City.
The driver was indeed knowledgeable and well-informed about these matters.
From the driver's words, Yang Feilong learned that Han Yun's previous mention of the Han family being among the top tier in Qinglan City was accurate, as the driver specifically highlighted the Han family's power in the city.
Of course, it wasn't just the Han family; there were a few other families comparable to them.
After about twenty minutes, the taxi reached its destination.
Yang Feilong handed the driver one hundred yuan, saying, "Keep the change!"
"Thank you, boss." The driver was overjoyed, as the fare was only twelve yuan. This was a windfall!
Yang Feilong smiled. It wasn't too much, nor too little, to give a hundred. After all, it wasn't common for taxi passengers to tip, as wealthy individuals usually had chauffeured cars or drove luxury vehicles themselves.
Therefore, taxi drivers rarely received tips.
Yang Feilong tipped because the driver's conversation on the way had been somewhat helpful.
The taxi driver, with a happy expression, helped Yang Feilong unload his luggage from the trunk.
At that moment, Yang Feilong saw two beautiful sights, one of which was contributed by Han Yun.
"Is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome! But he looks a bit young! Tsk tsk, you're like an old cow eating young grass, finding a young stud!" Han Yun's beautiful friend appraised Yang Feilong and said to Han Yun.
But Han Yun didn't pay attention to her, as she joyfully hurried towards Yang Feilong.
"When you have a boyfriend, you forget your friends!" the beautiful friend muttered, rolling her eyes at the sight.