At noon, after lunch.
Mama Fong tidied up a bit, grabbed a basket, and prepared to go out.
Zhang Xian noticed and asked, "Mama Fong, where are you off to?"
Mama Fong smiled and said, "I'm going to buy some groceries, I was busy tidying up this morning and didn't have the time to go out!"
"Well…" Zhang Xian pondered for a second, then said, "I'll go with you, I can't guarantee yet that the Middle East Group and Buckteeth Zhou won't make a move."
"Is this necessary? I'm just going out to buy groceries." Mama Fong replied with a chuckle.
"Better safe than sorry," Zhang Xian said.
He had taught Buckteeth Zhou a lesson yesterday and the Middle East Group was in cahoots with Buckteeth Zhou. He figured that unless Buckteeth Zhou was a fool, he wouldn't dare cause trouble here again.
Of course, that was just his estimation. If Buckteeth Zhou had any sort of trump card, then that would be another story.
