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When the high-speed train arrived at Jiangzhou Station, Lu Xin drove a Mercedes-Benz and took Liu Yao and Jiang Yanfang home. Lu Chong, Li Qian and Chen Haitao were able to go back to their respective homes.

Jiang Yanfang and Liu Yao live in a very old community in Jiangzhou City. The houses in the community are dilapidated and almost like the refugee slums. They feel a bit like the place where Stephen Chow lived in the movie "Kung Fu".

Lu Xin felt a little strange. Jiang Yanfang dressed so luxuriously and would always be snatched in such a place.

He frowned deeply. No wonder Liu Yao was so rich. Anyone who lived in such a place since childhood would become rich, because only money can change his despair and get out of this slum.

Jiang Yanfang and Liu Yao took Liu Yao's luggage on. Not long after, Liu Yao ran down: "Husband, when will I take me to your company? I can't wait to start work."

Lu Xin laughed and said, "Don't worry, build your second-hand Taobao store first."

Liu Yao smiled and said, "I want to go and see my dad. Can you take me over?"

Lu Xin took Liu Yao to meet her father Liu Futai, who worked as a chef in a small restaurant a mile away from the community.

Lu Xin parked the car and followed Liu Yao into the dilapidated small restaurant. Time flew quickly until twelve o'clock.

Lu Xin wanted to eat something in this restaurant and try Liu Yao's father Liu Futai's craftsmanship.

As soon as I walked into the restaurant, I heard Liu Yao's father Liu Futai and a few dining guests arguing. After hearing the content of the quarrel, Lu Xin looked at Liu Futai with a big head and a thick neck with a pity. There must be something hateful about poor people. It was invented for such a person.

Several guests were talking big and current affairs, saying that corrupt officials are too corrupt now.

It was normal for several men to gather together to discuss state affairs, and it was understandable, but Liu Futai couldn't hear it. He walked over with a big head and a thick neck, stood in front of the people, and sneered: "Hey, you are facing the plate now, be careful not to spit saliva on the plate! Where did so many resentment from angry young people? This resentment is OK, it's okay to take the rumors as really making resentment, I'm so dizzy!"

Those people looked disapproving of the fat man with a big head, thick neck, wearing a dirty chef's uniform, and even sarcastically mocked his friends about state affairs. They were angry: "Fat-headed fish, are all corruption cases now fake? Don't you think the corruption is too serious now? There are corrupt officials everywhere. As long as those officials have some power, almost no one is not greedy. A good country will be destroyed in the hands of these corrupt officials."

Liu Futai is good at making thornfish, and thornfish is called fat head fish. Liu Futai has a big head and a thick neck, so he is nicknamed fat head fish.

Liu Futai smiled coldly and said, "Generally speaking, I just ignore those who say such things, and it seems that I don't live in China! Most of the officials in China are honest and honest, and only a small number of corrupt people are honest, like my cousin Huang Kunlun, who is honest and honest."
Chapter completed!