His desire to go to the braised food shop surprised Zhou Huimin, Annie, Lin Zhiyuan, and others.
Chen Dong nodded. "I've been away from there for so long, I really want to go back and see what it's like now that I'm gone."
“The Hong Kong stock market is still relatively stable, and I believe Soros will not launch another attack in the short term,” he said casually to Zhou Huimin. “There are three middle-aged men in the braised food shop. Go and pick out a few gifts for them for me.”
"Also, the youngest daughter at the braised food shop is named Afang. Could you pick out a gift for me while you're at it?"
Chen Dong added, "It has to be the kind that young girls like."
Zhou Huimin's sensitive nerves were aroused, and she tentatively asked, "What kind of gift should we choose for a little girl?"
Chen Dong didn't delve into the meaning behind her words at all, and said directly, "A necklace, isn't that what you young girls like?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin stormed out of the office.
Chen Dong asked, puzzled, "What's wrong with her this time?"
Lin Zhiyuan sighed and said softly, "He's jealous."
"If you have amnesia, you have amnesia. How did you end up having a fleeting affair?" Lin Zhiyuan looked at him with great disdain.
Upon hearing this, Chen Dong quickly retorted, "What fleeting romance? There's nothing between me and Afang, don't talk nonsense."
“When I was stranded in Hong Kong, it was Ah Fong who saved me. If it weren’t for Ah Fong taking me in, I would be dead by now.”
"While Soros hasn't prepared any new actions yet," Chen Dong's expression gradually calmed down, "we should hurry over and check on her. We don't know if we'll have another chance later."
Soon after, Long Teng's bodyguard team was ready to go, and Chen Dong sat in the car at the front of the convoy.
The entire convoy was heading in the same direction, with their destination being the braised food shop.
That day, Uncle Long, Aunt Cui, and Afang from the braised food shop were all in the shop.
Chen Dong's convoy pulled up in front of the braised food shop in a grand procession.
Many guests turned their heads in surprise at the grand display.
"Who are these people? Why are there so many people all of a sudden?" the bald man asked.
Uncle Long heard the commotion in the shop and peeked out. He saw dozens of men in suits and ties, wearing black sunglasses, getting out of a car and nervously surrounding the braised food shop.
"What's going on?" Uncle Long turned around and asked Aunt Cui.
Aunt Cui then turned her attention to her daughter, Afang.
At this moment, Afang was slumped on the table, her eyes vacant, like a wooden doll.
Ever since Xiao Lu left, A Fang has been like this, as if her soul has been taken away.
Uncle Long nervously got up and went outside to check.
At that moment, a person entered through the main gate. This person had a face that they were very familiar with.
Uncle Long glanced at his attire and asked incredulously, "Is... Xiao Lu?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Afang immediately turned her head.
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