Chapter 52: The Scent of Rust in Jiu Chang Jie

Steward Wang glanced at those few punks, then followed Lu Chen.

Lu Chen handed out a 555 cigarette, then lit one for himself and took a puff.

"Steward Wang, what do you think of what those punks said?"

Lu Chen paused, walked side-by-side with Steward Wang, and threw an arm around his shoulder.

"Master, this signal is quite unusual. Something must have happened in the upper echelons. Do you need me to go and inquire about it?"

Steward Wang's body stiffened for a moment. He paused slightly, turned his head to look at the surrounding environment, and then spoke in a low voice.

"No need to inquire. For this kind of thing, we just need to watch. Nitan is truly becoming more and more interesting."

Lu Chen nodded slightly, glanced at the bustling main street, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he pointed toward the direction of Jiu Chang Jie.

He said in a low voice: "Let's go."

Fei Ge is gone; will Jiu Chang Jie fall into chaos?

Or will it seamlessly transition to a new person in charge?

Lu Chen was actually feeling a little expectant.

After subconsciously glancing at the loaded pistol in his personal space, Lu Chen felt a bit more composed.

The patrolmen on the street were still wandering aimlessly.

Soon, Lu Chen and Steward Wang arrived at the street corner where Xiao Huangmao had taken Lu Chen last time.

The street was still shrouded in shadows, looking somewhat dirty and messy, and the air seemed to carry a scent of rust.

It was completely different from the scene on the main street; it seemed no one noticed this place, or rather, anyone who was a person seemed to be deliberately avoiding it.

"Master."

Steward Wang paused slightly, pulled Lu Chen back, and shook his head slightly.

"Jiu Chang Jie is outside; we can still rely on the deterrent of the patrolmen, but if we really go in, we can only rely on ourselves."

Steward Wang said in a low voice, his hand already unconsciously moving to his waist.

It seemed that as long as Lu Chen confirmed he was going in, Steward Wang would really pull out his weapon immediately.

"Relax, don't be so tense. Even if we go in, a conflict might not necessarily happen. Besides, the head of this place was just dealt with, and it's a chaotic time; who knows, we might be able to foster our own power."

Lu Chen pressed down on Steward Wang slightly, then said in a low voice.

His eyes carried a trace of gravity, and although his tone was relaxed, there was no sign of relaxation on Lu Chen's face.

But just before Lu Chen was about to step into Jiu Chang Jie, a faint sound of shouting and killing came from the depths of the street, causing both Lu Chen and Steward Wang to wear a look of gravity.

They stopped their steps to enter.

"It seems we didn't come at the right time."

Lu Chen shrugged his shoulders, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness, but also a tiny, imperceptible bit of relief.

And on Manager Wang's grave face, a trace of relief also appeared.

However, his face still carried vigilance.

"Help me buy a bottle of sparkling water, and drive the car over by the way."

Lu Chen leaned against the wall at the entrance of Jiu Chang Jie, pulled out a 555 cigarette, and casually tossed one to Steward Wang as well.

With a calm expression, he looked at the incredulous look on Steward Wang's face and added a sentence.

"Don't worry, I'm not going in."

"Alright, take this."

Steward Wang took out the clothing wrapped around his waist, wrapped the pistol inside the clothing, and handed it to Lu Chen.

"Master, please do not fire the gun casually. There are patrolmen over there. If the people from Jiu Chang Jie rush out, they wouldn't dare to attack passersby in public. If you really must fire, you must wait until the patrolmen give a warning."

Steward Wang gripped the clothing placed in Lu Chen's hands.

"Of course, everything is for your safety."

After saying this, Steward Wang patted the clothing and turned to leave.

Lu Chen leaned against the wall, looked at the white shirt in his hand, and nodded slightly.

Afterward, using his jacket to block the gaze of passersby, he tossed Steward Wang's items back into his personal space.

Only then did he clamp the cigarette hanging from his mouth and look at Steward Wang with complex eyes.

He listened silently to the sounds from Jiu Chang Jie, and the patrolmen around seemed to be slowly increasing in number, but they had no intention of going in.

Instead, they kept driving pedestrians away, and Lu Chen was no exception.

This made Lu Chen sigh slightly.

He was looking toward the inside of Jiu Chang Jie from afar.

"Beep beep, Master, get in the car."

Steward Wang's car slowly stopped beside Lu Chen, honked the horn, opened the door to get out, opened the back seat door, and then spoke.

Lu Chen nodded slightly, got directly into the car, and while Steward Wang was getting in, he took the gun and Steward Wang's clothing back out from his personal space.

"These patrolmen came quite timely, driving me away directly."

Lu Chen reached out and handed the items to Steward Wang.

His tone carried a trace of relief and self-deprecation.

"Master, for this kind of thing, there is Mr. Chen."

Steward Wang took the clothing and placed it directly on the passenger seat, his tone carrying a trace of gravity.

"Your safety is the most important thing; it's better not to go to that kind of place if you can avoid it."

"Let's go, head home."

Lu Chen took a sip of sparkling water, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Although it couldn't compare at all to the happy water in his personal space, it still made Lu Chen feel a sense of relaxation.

After returning to the Zhuangyuan, Lu Chen saw Shen Wanyu playing with Chen Tingting on the lawn.

A trace of a smile appeared on his face.

"Steward Wang, make some inquiries; let's buy the unoccupied Zhuangyuan next to us as well. There are more and more people in the house, and we are running out of room."

"BOSS, Tingting, call him Uncle Lu."

Seeing Lu Chen, Shen Wanyu took Chen Tingting by the hand and walked toward him.

Unlike the dirty little girl from the beginning, although she was still a bit thin, she had been raised quite well by Chen Mo.

A timid "Uncle Lu" made Lu Chen beam with joy, and he picked Tingting up in the process.

"Steward Wang, arrange for dinner to include things the child likes to eat."

Lu Chen turned back to give the instruction, but he saw Steward Wang and Chen Mo seemingly discussing something.

A trace of gravity appeared on Chen Mo's face.

But Lu Chen did not care in the slightest.

"Secretary Shen, how is the company's operation going recently?"

"BOSS, it is indeed still a bit difficult for me to handle things independently, but fortunately, Li Ge had already made arrangements before he left."

Shen Wanyu walked beside Lu Chen, teased Tingting who was being held by Lu Chen, and spoke with a calm tone.

"The investigation report on the Xianggang textile industry has been completed; the number of Textile Factorys has increased by 3 compared to last year, and raw material imports have grown by about 30%. I have already placed the detailed report in your study."

Shen Wanyu paused, a trace of hesitation appearing on her face, and only after several seconds did she continue to speak.

"According to the information passed on by Liu Xiaofeng, the smuggling of cotton textile raw materials in Xianggang is also increasing simultaneously; our Textile Factory plan might face relatively significant competition."

Lu Chen paused slightly and switched arms to hold Tingting.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and a flash of coldness crossed his eyes.

"Tingting, go find Uncle Wang in a moment; whatever you want to eat tonight, just have him make it for you. This place is your home from now on."

Lu Chen set Chen Tingting down and pointed to the spot where Steward Wang and Chen Mo were standing.

He smiled and patted Chen Tingting on the shoulder before looking at Shen Wanyu.