The servant understood and hurriedly asked, "Young Master, what can I do for you?"
Xie Xuan's eyes were indifferent. A black car drove past him at that moment. After thinking for a few seconds, he said slowly, "Spread the news that I'm here."
"By the way…" He hooked his finger, and Xie Da stepped forward. "Are there many beggars on the streets of Country M? And in the slums, are there many old people, women, and children who don't have food?"
Xie Da vaguely guessed his intentions. "Yes, quite a lot."
Xie Xuan nodded. "That's good. After dawn, make arrangements for these people who usually don't have enough to eat or wear to see the world. No matter what they buy or eat, all expenses will be on me.
"But remember, it's not our territory after all. Don't cause trouble, understand?"
The word "understood" had a deeper meaning.
Xie Da was speechless.
His master was so naughty.
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