God of Rebirth Investment

For a time, only Chang Dong and his team were left in Huacheng.

“There is Chinatown here”

When dinner was approaching, Chang Dong suddenly called Wei Jingyi and asked.

"Yes, more than one!"

Wei Jingyi nodded quickly.

"It's a good relationship. I feel sick to my stomach after eating western food these days. Let's go out to eat tonight, just to relax. You recommend one to me."

This is what Chang Dong is most satisfied with Wei Jingyi.

She seemed to always consider his needs in advance and make preparations in advance, which made her answer fluently nine out of ten times when he asked questions, which was very comfortable.

"The largest Chinatown in Huacheng is in the southeast corner of the [-]th district. It happens to be the center of Huacheng. It has a large area. If the boss is going to eat, I don't recommend going there, because the westernization is very serious there, and the Chinese food is also Western-style Chinese food."

"I recommend you to go to Wenzhou Street in the third and fourth districts or Meilicheng in the [-]th district. The formation time there is relatively short, and the taste of the food should maintain more Chinese food elements."

Wei Jingyi talked eloquently.

"Let's go to the beautiful city, I hope it will make me feel more beautiful." Chang Dong said casually. x

Wei Jingyi nodded and went to work. She guessed that the boss's mood might be affected by domestic public opinion.

Soon, Wei Jingyi arranged the convoy, notified the high-priced international bodyguards, and Haohao Tangtang rushed to the beautiful city.

Fortunately, today is a working day, and there are not many people in the beautiful city. On the contrary, the streets are full of Zhuxia people, as if they have returned to China.

Especially like returning to Haishang City in the International Architecture Expo Group.

Chang Dong randomly picked a restaurant that seemed to be newly opened and walked in. The receptionist at the door obviously didn't recognize Chang Dong, but Chang Dong's hustle and bustle made him very polite.

Chang Dong ordered a table by himself, and asked Wei Jingyi, the simultaneous interpreter and others to also order a table.

As for the bodyguards, they didn't eat. The four bodyguards at the front and rear seemed very dedicated, and they were alertly distributed around the dining table, looking around.

This scene, in the eyes of ordinary people, is a bit exaggerated.

But Chang Dong doesn't think it's an exaggeration. He has experienced the kidnapping of his parents. How dare he be negligent about this kind of thing?

Especially in a foreign land where guns are not allowed x

In fact, even more exaggerated than his actions abound.

It's just that these people often go to high-end places, which are beyond the public's view, so they don't arouse too much public opinion.

If Chang Dong didn't want to taste the taste of his hometown this time, he wouldn't have appeared in this kind of place.

Facts have proved that Chang Dong's caution is not unreasonable.

Just as the food and drinks were served here, Chang Dong was munching on sweet and sour pork ribs, when a middle-aged man not far from the restaurant stood up and walked straight to this side.

Before he got close to Chang Dong, he was stopped.

Several eyes stared vigilantly at the place on his body where the murder weapon might be hidden.

Chang Dong raised his eyes and asked questions.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything malicious." The middle-aged man raised his hands and said in a slightly awkward way, "Can I go over and sit down?"

He pointed to the position opposite Chang Dong.

364 Caught in a Conspiracy?

It is very interesting for middle-aged people to wear, it is a very rare Chinese tunic suit!

Chang Dong glanced at him and said, "We don't seem to know each other."

The man in the tunic suit nodded: "Yes."

Chang Dong then tactfully refused, "Sorry, I'm eating, please tell my assistant if you have anything to do."

At this time Wei Jingyi had already stood up, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what's the matter, you can tell me, my boss doesn't like to be disturbed when eating."

The middle-aged man looked at Wei Jingyi and said, "Then I'll wait until your boss eats it."

Wei Jingyi pointed not far away and said, "Can we go over and talk?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Chang Dong, hesitated and nodded.

From the beginning to the end, Chang Dong didn't look at the man in the Chinese tunic suit again, except for raising his head to ask out of basic politeness.

Not long after, Wei Jingyi came over and said in a low voice, "Boss, he refused to say what the purpose was, and insisted on talking to you personally." x

Chang Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Ask the chef to pack all the dishes on this table, um, let him come over."

"Okay." Wei Jingyi nodded.

While wiping his mouth, Chang Dong looked at the middle-aged man who came over and said, "I'll give you a minute."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I want to ask you to save my master's life."

Chang Dong shook his head, got up and left.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You have Tianyi, a noble person, and I have counted. Only you can save my master! As long as you promise, I can ask my master to save you!" Make an exception, let me tell you a fortune!"

Chang Dong stopped in his tracks, frowned and said, "What are you talking about, Mr. Tian Yi?"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and hurried to catch up. Although he was stopped by the hulking bodyguards when he was approaching Chang Dong, he still said excitedly: x

"I have calculated that my master's only vitality is in the west. When the five stars pass by the celestial stars, Tianyi will come by himself and linger to keep them. The star of fortune is in its place, which is the place where vitality blooms. Actually, I waited here all day today just to wait for you."

The middle-aged man was full of terminology, or it sounded more like a certain dialect, which made Chang Dong feel dazed.

Of course, it was what he said that was at a loss, but he still vaguely guessed the identity of the middle-aged man.

"Fortune teller, you are an alchemist," Chang Dong asked back.

"almost."

It's interesting that Chang Dong is interested, this is a new scam

Just how did he know I'd be here

Chang Dong subconsciously glanced at Wei Jingyi.