Fu Hong was overcome with anger and fainted.
"Sister Hong!" Qin Shi realized something was wrong and quickly grabbed her, rushing her to the hospital. After all, she was not young and could easily get into trouble.
The once peaceful and tranquil Xunlan Teahouse was suddenly thrown into chaos.
Xing Zhaozhao, Mr. Lu, and Zhou Huaixi did not stay any longer, said their goodbyes, and left.
"If you find any more treasures in the future, remember to look for me," Mr. Lu said to Xing Zhaozhao with a smile as he left.
Xing Zhaozhao nodded, smiled, and waved to Mr. Lu: "Definitely."
Afterwards, accompanied by Gao Mingcheng and Gao Hongfei, Xing Zhaozhao went to the pedestrian street to pick up her goods from the street vendor, Xiao Xu. She had originally planned to go to the supermarket first, but upon hearing this, Gao Hongfei asked Xing Zhaozhao for the shopping list and readily took on the task. Since he was her son, Xing Zhaozhao didn't stand on ceremony.
On the way, Xing Zhaozhao thought of Fu Lan, and her heart still ached. Although she had saved Fu Lan in that world, Fu Lan in this world was still a human life.
"How's the investigation going here?" she asked Gao Mingcheng.
Gao Mingcheng's expression was somewhat grave as he said, "It's only just begun. After all, it's been a breeding ground for so many years, it's impossible to clean it up all at once. The higher-ups have already set up a special task force, and they won't let any criminal get away with it."
"I hope so. Let me know if there's any progress," Xing Zhaozhao said, looking at Gao Mingcheng.
Gao Mingcheng nodded. Seeing that Xing Zhaozhao was still unhappy, he patted her head comfortingly and said, "Don't have too much of a mental burden. You've done what you could."
"Mm." Xing Zhaozhao nodded gently.
"How's your case going?" Gao Mingcheng asked curiously, hoping to exchange information.
Xing Zhaozhao shook her head and said, "I don't know much, I only know that Lin Wan and Chen Dachuan have been arrested."
Upon hearing Chen Dachuan's name, Xing Zhaozhao immediately thought of the Chen family. She looked at Gao Mingcheng and said, "By the way, I heard over there that the Chen family has already asked their relatives who are high-ranking officials in the capital to come and smooth things over, trying to save Chen Dachuan. It is said that people have already come over there."
"A relative of the Chen family who holds a high-ranking position in the capital?" Gao Mingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly. "Could it be..."
Xing Zhaozhao nodded: "I wonder if it will be Chen Wei who comes."
Gao Mingcheng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Chen Wei doesn't have the ability to handle this kind of thing. I estimate that Chen Hao will be the one to go."
Xing Zhaozhao had heard of Chen Hao: "Chen Wei's brother?"
Gao Mingcheng nodded: "Chen Hao has always been shrewd. He's the only one in the Chen family who can keep things under control. However, the Chen family is indeed not very wise to wade into such muddy waters this time."
As he spoke, Gao Mingcheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Xing Zhaozhao, saying, "Let me know if there's any progress on your end." He rarely looked like he wanted to see a good show.
Xing Zhaozhao smiled and nodded: "Okay."
As they were talking, they arrived at the pedestrian street.
On the pedestrian street, vendor Xiao Xu had already prepared the goods Xing Zhaozhao wanted, more than before. Calculating the money that would be in his pocket this time, vendor Xiao Xu couldn't stop smiling.
Seeing Xing Zhaozhao return from her trip with two bodyguards following behind her, the vendor, Xiao Xu, couldn't help but whisper in her ear while Xing Zhaozhao was checking her goods, "Sister, who are these two people?"
“My family,” Xing Zhaozhao said.
"Oh, it's your dad and your grandpa," was the vendor's first reaction.
Gao Mingcheng: "??!!"
Gao Hongfei: "??!!"
Feeling the icy gaze that flashed from the two men's eyes, Xiao Xu, the street vendor, shuddered. If looks could kill, he felt he would have been dead countless times over.
Xing Zhaozhao smiled and looked at Xiao Xu, the street vendor: "These are my husband and my son."
Little Xu, the street vendor: "...!!"
Little Xu, the street vendor, nearly popped his eyes out of their sockets. His shocked gaze darted between Gao Mingcheng, Gao Hongfei, and Xing Zhaozhao for a moment, still unable to believe it. He said, "Sister, are you kidding me?"
After Xing Zhaozhao checked the goods and confirmed that there were no problems, she quickly packed them up, scanned the code for Xiao Xu the vendor, and paid.
"Why would I lie to you? Don't let my youth fool you, I'm actually an old lady in my eighties," Xing Zhaozhao said with a smile. She picked up two large bags and waved to the dumbfounded little Xu, the street vendor. "I'm leaving now, I'll come back to find you in a while." With that, she turned and left.
Gao Hongfei followed closely beside Xing Zhaozhao: "Mom, let me help you."
"Get out of here, don't cause me any trouble," Xing Zhaozhao said disdainfully.
She actually called him "Mom".
The vendor, Xiao Xu, stared in disbelief as they walked to the street corner and got into a Mercedes-Benz that was already parked there. Only then did he come to his senses and swallow hard.
Driving a Mercedes worth millions, wearing custom-made clothes worth hundreds of thousands, and coming to him to buy small commodities worth tens of thousands of yuan, he felt like he was about to lose sight of the world.
Gao Hongfei had the driver take them to the foot of the mountain, where they had gotten off before.
Before we even arrived, we could see a van parked in the distance, unloading cargo.
Xing Zhaozhao's forehead twitched; she suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, as soon as they arrived at their destination and got out of the car, someone came up to greet them. It was Gao Hongfei's assistant, Xiao He.
"Chairman, as you instructed, everything has been purchased and unloaded here," Xiao He said.
Gao Hongfei went over and took a look, then nodded in satisfaction: "Well done, you can go back now."
"Yes, Chairman." Xiao He responded, glancing at Xing Zhaozhao, who had gotten out of the Mercedes with Gao Hongfei and looked rather unwell. A question flashed through his mind: Who is this? I don't think I've ever seen her before. Could she be their chairman's mistress?
Before I could think any further, he had already gotten into the car and left.
Looking in the rearview mirror, Xiao He saw their chairman with his head down, saying something to his mistress. Unexpectedly, his mistress slapped him across the shoulder. Although it was a slap, seeing the chairman's unmoved expression, Xiao He knew that their chairman might, probably, possibly be in trouble this time.
Xiao He used to think their chairman was different because he always maintained a clean reputation, but now it seems that all rich people are the same. What a pity.
Xing Zhaozhao had no idea that Gao Hongfei's assistant had misunderstood their relationship. She was furious and, looking at the mountain of food piled up in front of her, couldn't help but slap Gao Hongfei again.
She should have realized this sooner; she shouldn't have entrusted this matter to Gao Hongfei. He never knows how to control his spending. It wasn't that she was stingy with the money—it wasn't her money being spent—but rather that she was distressed by the waste of these things. The thought of watching them spoil before her eyes made her heart clench; it was such a waste.
Gao Hongfei still felt wronged: "There's not much here. I've already been very restrained. If we really can't finish it, we'll take it back and divide it up."
Xing Zhaozhao glared at him: "Are you complaining that your mother isn't discreet enough over there, inviting people to see how much fish and meat we have?"
Gao Hongfei immediately fell silent.
Xing Zhaozhao picked and chose, rejecting all the seafood that would stand out even on the black market, such as king crab and lobster. She wanted to live a peaceful life for a couple of days and didn't want to be paraded through the streets with a sign that read "speculation and profiteering."
She kept all the ordinary chicken, duck, pork, mutton, and beef. What she couldn't eat herself, she sent to Fei Ge to exchange for money and save up her little stash.
Xing Zhaozhao was covered in clothes, and as she left, she complained, "At her age, she's still causing trouble."
Gao Hongfei stood there with his head hanging down, like a child who had done something wrong.
Seeing his son being scolded, Gao Mingcheng stood aside and laughed smugly.
Xing Zhaozhao immediately glared at him: "You too, as a father, you don't know how to properly manage your son, so I, as the mother, have to worry about him. I don't have that much free time."
Gao Mingcheng's expression instantly froze. He was being blamed.
"They're all such a handful," Xing Zhaozhao muttered as she turned and walked away.
Only the father and son remained, staring at each other blankly.
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