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Chapter 453 As If Nothing Happened_1

Chapter 453: Chapter 453 As If Nothing Happened_1

Zhao Wenliang was almost roaring inside, his mind continuously flashed with the brutality and power of the Prince. What to do.

He had assured the Prince, adamant and confident, promising that Huaxu would be utterly discredited, and he would make live streaming e-commerce the most dazzling marketing model.

In this battle, Shen Dong’s victory was without a doubt.

Six hours and thirty-two minutes later, the most authoritative inspection agency in the Empire gave the title of safe and high-quality milk powder to Tianhe milk powder, and Penguin immediately created momentum for Tianhe milk powder, pushing the heat further to the public focus.

"Thanks a lot." Shen Dong, victorious, thanked Zhao Wenliang again upon leaving, "I made you lose the case and bear the cost of the most authoritative testing, even securing the best advertising space in the country for you. Mr. Zhao’s selflessness is a virtue the whole world should learn from!"

Having said that, Shen Dong raised his thumb.

He certainly didn’t think Zhao Wenliang would agree to eat with him, but he had no choice.

"Wait!" Zhao Wenliang blocked Shen Dong’s way with a ferocious look on his face and slipped a small piece of paper into Shen Dong’s pocket, "What, weren’t you going to treat me to a meal?"

Shen Dong frowned, then his expression eased.

Out of the corner of his eye, he scanned left and right; Zhao Wenliang’s actions clearly indicated wariness of surveillance.

Who could be monitoring the boss?

Could it be that Zhao Wenliang was working for someone else?

Shen Dong hesitated and then took a few steps forward. After a while, he replied, "Having come to Jing City, we can’t let Mr. Zhao return empty-handed. Zhou Wenbin, lead the way, and let’s set up a table to thank Mr. Zhao."

What is this guy up to?

Shen Dong mulled over Zhao Wenliang’s intentions as he got into the car.

The destination was ZD.

ZD had been sold to Loo Xingchen, and business was still quite good, though of course, it wasn’t what it used to be.

Shen Dong had intended to take Zhao Wenliang to a private room downstairs, where they could talk easily over beautiful women and fine wine, but as soon as they walked in, they were stopped by several security guards.

"Brother Chengyu?" The two security guards hurried over when they saw Zhou Chengyu, attempting to stop them but not daring to refuse.

Zhou Chengyu laughed heartily and pointed inside ZD, "We’re here to eat. Ask Loo Xingchen if he’ll let us in."

"I’ll ask..."

"Ask my ass!" There was surveillance at the entrance; Loo Xingchen knew about their arrival immediately.

Loo Xingchen came up from the basement. It was the busiest time for the Crown Club, and he was dressed formally in a small suit.

Clasping the middle button of his suit, he politely gestured downstairs, "Brother Chengyu, long time no see, come down and have a look. I haven’t disgraced your place."

"No need." Zhou Chengyu raised his hand and pointed, just as a cart crowned with a dragon’s head entered the elevator.

Zhou Chengyu said with a smile, "We’re here to eat. Aren’t you operating a card room upstairs anymore?"

"No, we’ve stopped that, it’s now a seafood restaurant." Loo Xingchen was much more composed than before, leading the way ahead and guiding Zhou Chengyu towards the elevator.

"Before, I offended a friend of yours in the capital, and you sorted me out on his behalf. That grudge, the gentleman from the capital kept in mind. He came back recently, stabbed me three times, and then invested some money in me."

While speaking, Loo Xingchen lifted his shirt to reveal three one-inch-long scars on his stomach, marking his belly.

Zhou Chengyu laughed after seeing it, without any sarcasm, he simply said in his usual tone, "You took it?"

"I didn’t want to take it, but the money was right, the people were right." Loo Xingchen said, heaving a long sigh, and just then, the elevator door opened, and laughter and playful voices spilled out from the various private rooms.

Loo Xingchen continued to lead the way, while speaking, "That young master sends a group of wealthy bosses to my place every three days, coming here for tourism and vacation, eating and drinking, with an average expenditure of this much."

Zhou Chengyu saw Loo Xingchen raise his palm, guessing intentionally high, "Fifty thousand?"

"Five hundred thousand!"

Alright, that number would buckle anyone.

Average spending five hundred thousand?

Shen Dong blurted out subconsciously, "What are you selling? Even golden shrimp can’t fetch five hundred thousand, right?"

Loo Xingchen scratched his head, ignoring Shen Dong, and looked at Zhou Chengyu with a sly smile, "Those things, can we tell him? He’s still a kid."

Haha.

Hearing this, Zhou Chengyu laughed and teased Shen Dong with a wink, "Hear that? You’re still young..."

"Disgusting!" Kang Yue glared at Zhou Chengyu and squeezed herself sideward into the private room.

Once inside the private room, some ordered food while others caught up with one another. Nobody treated Zhao Wenliang seriously, except for Shen Dong, who kept sneakily watching him.

Sitting with his back to the wall, not fearing surveillance cameras, he stealthily took the note from his jacket’s pocket and slide it under the tablecloth until it reached the tabletop.

It felt like a spy exchange.

Glancing at the note, Shen Dong was startled. There was a sentence followed by a phone number.

"Sweetheart, give your man a smile," Shen Dong didn’t know if he was concealing it well. His heart was beating at at least one hundred and eighty as he spoke to Kang Yue, trying to look nonchalant.

With an eye roll, Kang Yue retorted, "Weirdo."

She was about to explode with anger. With so many people around, why talk about these things?

But Shen Dong was even worse, as his hand actually reached under the table and, astonishingly, touched her leg.

Kang Yue’s heart raced, and she quickly placed her hands on the table, pretending to be caught up in the excitement and turned her head to look at Zhou Chengyu and Loo Xingchen.

What the heck...

Shen Dong was on the verge of exploding with irritation. Why did she turn her head away? She should be looking at the note.

Frustrated, he stretched out his foot and kicked Kang Yue.

Kang Yue’s face flushed, thinking Shen Dong hadn’t managed to reach her. Hesitating for a moment, she moved her chair a little.

What a mess, why move the chair? Just turn around!

Shen Dong stole a glance at Zhao Wenliang, musing that Zhao’s discreet note-passing was to guard against his secretary. Whether he was in desperate straits or trying to probe, it wasn’t clear.

Delay any longer, and he might fall into a trap.

People often set traps for themselves. Shen Dong could simply call out to Kang Yue; there was no problem with that.

But Shen Dong was worried about being discovered.

He moved cautiously, slowly inching towards Kang Yue, poking her leg rhythmically with his finger.

Little did he know, Zhao Wenliang’s secretary had already seen everything but didn’t suspect they were studying a "secret"; he simply thought Shen Dong was up to no good.

At that moment, Kang Yue’s emotions were more complex than anyone’s. She thought, in this setting, what’s with wanting interaction? Why not wrap it up discreetly?

She shifted her body to block under the table and raised her hand to hit Shen Dong before finally noticing the note.

"Annoying." Kang Yue, a seasoned player in the corporate world, didn’t show a hint of surprise or fear, but instead gave a charming look.

She stood up with flushed cheeks and said deliberately, "Excuse me, I need to use the ladies’ room."

Without thinking much, Shen Dong, acting like a man in a hurry, followed Kang Yue and said, "I’ll go too, wait for me a moment."

"If Zhao Wenliang wasn’t lying, these people might serve one person."

"You should know best. Lacking technical and financial support, even if you know everything about the future, it’s impossible to rise swiftly within an extremely limited period. Of course, you’re an exception."