Professor Fang was quite emotional.
It had been ten years.
Back then, he was only forty years old.
Those materials included video and audio recordings.
Later, he analyzed those sounds.
Today, he finally found that person.
The financial god of Dragon Country!
An economic genius!
The benefactor of his life!
Xiao Chen returned home to find Jiang Meng, who had obviously finished dealing with company affairs. She was in good spirits, her face positively glowing.
Flora wasn't at home; no one knew where she had gone.
"Honey, I want to eat your cooking again!"
Jiang Meng said, wrapping her arm around Xiao Chen's.
"Alright, alright, I'll cook for you. For my dearest wife, I'll do anything!"
Xiao Chen chuckled.
Then he headed straight to the kitchen.
The weekend passed quickly.
Come Monday, Xiao Chen finally went to work.
At the very least, he had to show some effort.
He had promised his mother he'd work at Qingyu Company, after all.
