After the dust settles, even the most bustling places will be left with only desolation...
On the third floor of the nightclub, in a spacious office, two men and a woman were sitting around a round table.
Enjoying a steaming hot pot while watching TV.
"Old Mo, the TV you got is pretty good. It can even receive programs from the US and Europe."
"What are you saying, Lao Niu? It's not that my TV is amazing, it's that the fishbone antenna we installed on the roof is powerful enough, you know?"
"Yes, yes, you know so much, Lao Mo. Lao Mo, do you think the BBC report about the 13th arrondissement of Paris might be our boss's doing?"
"Hey? You know what, I think it looks a lot like it!"
"Is Dong-ge in Paris?" The beautiful woman, who was chewing on a piece of fresh squid, suddenly brightened up. "Could it be... that he set off all these fireworks?"
"Definitely. Feifei, you don't know, but before we left Nandu, the boss said something to me." Old Niu put down his chopsticks and stared blankly at the TV screen.
"What did he say?" Ren Feifei's eyes lit up even more.
"The eldest brother said that this year's Spring Festival will definitely be a particularly unforgettable Lunar New Year."
"A particularly unforgettable Lunar New Year?" Mo Huan also put down her chopsticks.
The news on television was showing flames rising from the streets of Paris's 13th arrondissement.
In the pitch-black night sky, colorful fireworks burst forth in a dazzling display...
Old Niu and Mo Huan exchanged a glance, and the same thought arose in their minds:
"Boss, is this the special year you were talking about? Hmm, it's really special, absolutely awesome!"
Ren Feifei stared wide-eyed at the fireworks rising on the screen, her heart pounding wildly.
It's Chinese New Year.
She was happy to receive news about Lin Dong, but a faint sense of longing and worry also arose within her.
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