Zhiyu hung the lock and smiled politely: "Congratulations, congratulations, I will change my clothes and come over immediately." You must know the neighbors well, and it's better to know one or two.

Zhiyu changed his clothes, closed the door, and held a basket of fruit in his hand. He couldn't keep his hands empty when he opened his business.

When he entered the door, there was a counter. Yong Fangshang was debugging the radio. When he saw him standing at the door, he took the fruit basket with polite words, "Please, please don't be wise."

"polite."

Zhiyu looked at the interior decoration, wooden floors, independent partitions, four low tables, no stools, and traditional tatami style. There were wind chimes and carp flags hanging on the wall, which made him frown slightly. He studied in Japan for two years and knew very well about Japanese traditional culture.

"What do you think of the shop?"

Zhiyu smiled politely, "Quiet, comfortable, and a nice environment, but curious, it doesn't look like a traditional Chinese tavern."

Yong Fangshang glanced at him in surprise, "What the sir said is, I am Japanese and my husband is Chinese, so he decorates like this."

"So that's it." Zhiyu suddenly realized and generously admitted his identity. It seemed that there was no problem.

"Toyotomi, if you have a guest, please entertain me." Yong Fangshang shouted to Chu Wenhao who was reading the newspaper. She invited her around and Zhiyu came to the door. The room was very quiet.

Chu Wenhao sat cross-legged, raised his head and swept to the man, nodded: "Come here to do it." He reminded Yong Fangshang: "Just make some food and greet the guests."

"good."

Zhiyu looked at Chu Wenhao and didn't look like a businessman. He didn't stand up and greet him when the customer came.

"Please sit down, sir is the doctor from the dental clinic next door?" Chu Wenhao took the initiative to pour tea for him and ask casually.

"What my little brother is talking about is that my surname is Zhi and his name is Yu, so I don't know what to call him?" Zhiyu saw that he was tall, handsome, and had a higher temperament than a mortal, which aroused his interest.

"My surname is Chu, and my name is Toyotomi. Brother Zhi, please use tea."

Chu Fengchen?

It is obviously not true. Toyotomi should be a Japanese surname. How did he mix it up? Without asking, he said politely, sitting cross-legged across the street and enjoying tea.

From time to time, there were more than a dozen newspapers on the table, "Look at it casually, the dishes will be ready in a while." He signaled to relieve his boredom, and he carried his pen to draw on the newspaper.

Zhiyu picked up a "Xiangjiang Weekly" to watch it, but was curious about what Chu Wenhao was busy with. He didn't ask, and was silent for three minutes, and saw some tricks. He seemed to be looking for something.

"Brother Chu is looking for something, looking for relatives or friends? I see you always browse on the advertising page."

"Ah, yes, I'm looking for a special advertising notice today. It's very strange like this one, there's always a little disharmonious." Chu Wenhao tapped a small square in the advertising column with his pen, which was not conspicuous in the entire advertising page.

Zhiyu's eyes flashed with surprise, "I don't know what advertisement made the little brother curious?"

Chu Wenhao waved his hand, "Just a missing person notice."

"Can you lend me a look?"

Chu Wenhao handed him a little and pointed, "It's a bit too much to log in to someone. If you want to find someone, you should not specify the personal information of the lost person. Leave your family address so that you can contact us."
Chapter completed!