The other masters were hesitant to leave, but if they didn't, they felt uneasy seeing Master Cai leave.

However, Secretary An was standing in the private room, and Nie Zhao gave him a look and he chased after her.

Nie Zhao gave him a look, and Nie Jiajun stood up, smiling as he said, "Someone will persuade Old Cai. Let's eat."

The senior teachers looked at Cai Mingli again and secretly clicked their tongues in amazement.

People from abroad are different; they've forgotten all manners and morals, and all they care about is money.

Of course, Master Cai and Boss Nie wouldn't abandon him either.

The richest man's status was evident; not only did Secretary An personally drive the old man home, but when he got out of the car, he was also carrying a box of six bottles of Moutai liquor. He helped the old man home, put down the liquor, and comforted him.

Six bottles of classic Moutai, Master Cai was furious, but he would never anger Boss Nie.

...

Chen Rou has never liked large banquets, where you have to toast people from time to time, and the topics of conversation are not very meaningful.

But today's dinner party was quite spectacular, and for the first time ever, she stayed with everyone for the entire event.

When she came out after taking a shower, Boss Nie put down his phone and said with a smile, "Cai Mingli will arrive at his workstation tomorrow morning to start work. Wade has already found a lawyer for him. We'll start collecting evidence and filing a lawsuit tomorrow."

Chen Rou had no idea that a case of Moutai had already pleased Master Cai, so she asked, "What about Master Cai? If he finds out it was a lawyer we hired, he might not be happy."

Nie Zhao said, "Wang Desheng, the top lawyer in Hong Kong, is the head of Desheng Law Firm. Cai Mingli has to pay him half of his salary. Let the litigation go on slowly. It's also a good opportunity for Wang Desheng to experience the flexibility and space of the mainland's judiciary."

Although the Nie family has its own legal team, it only handles minor lawsuits.

He has invested in a top lawyer firm called Desheng Law Firm. Of course, part of the profits also go to Mr. Nie. And he can take advantage of this lawsuit to learn how to litigate against the mainland government.

After all, those in the construction industry deal with the government, and if they go to court, they're going to fight the government.

Chen Rou was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "So, aren't you just eating the defendant's food and then eating the plaintiff's?"

Boss Nie used to pretend to be someone he was, afraid that his wife would abandon him because she thought he wasn't noble enough. But things are different now. She's pregnant, and the baby is his. Husband and wife were originally two unrelated people, but because of the bond of the child, they become a whole. Gradually, Boss Nie began to show his true colors.

He gently stroked his wife's belly and said, "They're all from our baby."

She added, "Baby will do even better than me. Just like Cai Mingli said, the Nie family will always be Hong Kong's top number."

Chen Rou sighed helplessly, rubbing her forehead. Who would have thought that Boss Nie would be so handsome?

But he was heartless and greedy, a truly wicked capitalist.

She still needs to be vigilant.

Otherwise, Chen Rou fears that one day she might be brainwashed by him and leave her proletarian stronghold!

At the same time, Nie Han, who had just finished a hearty meal at the French restaurant, came upstairs and saw that the light was on in the room next to her uncle's. She politely said goodbye to Miss Cai, who was slightly drunk, and peeked out, just in time to see Song Yuanchao.

Even in mainland China, whenever the boss is away on a business trip, the door to the next room is always open and a staff member is on duty until dawn.

Seeing that the other bed was empty and Song Yuanchao was the only person in the room, Nie Han felt a little smug. Even though Song Yuanchao had already stood up, she still knocked on the door frame a few times: "Working?"

Song Yuanchao stood at attention: "Greetings, Miss."

Nie Han nodded and said, "Your trip back to your hometown will take quite a long time."

In fact, Song Yuanchao only went back for five days. He was still on the road for two days. On the third day, the army called and said that he had been selected for the special police team and had to come back for training. Of course, he was one of the first batch of armed special police officers in the country and was officially established.

Being selected is an immense honor; it's like his family's ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke—or rather, they're practically on fire.

He packed his things, returned to his unit, and began training.

But he said, "Yes."

Nie Han nodded and then asked, "How is Grandma? Is she alright?"

Song Yuanchao said, "When I got home, the person had already passed away, and it was time to burn paper money for the seventh day after his death."

So his maternal grandmother never got to see him.

Nie Han had no idea that he had actually been delayed by Gui Tou Chang. He thought it was because his uncle wouldn't let him go that caused the trouble, and he felt quite apologetic: "I'm sorry, if I had known it would be like this, I should have asked my uncle for leave in advance."

Song Yuanchao quickly waved his hand: "No, no, it's not your fault, Miss. It's all my fault. The responsibility lies with me."

Nie Han nodded in a daze. She actually wanted to ask Song Yuanchao if he had gotten married during this time, how he got along with the bride, and whether the bride was pretty. But how could she ask without seeming too abrupt and still get the answer?