Meanwhile, Chu Nan was busy at The Pristine setting, as business had been booming recently. Even though he no longer needed to cook himself, he still had to help out with various tasks—after all, even with imported equipment, someone still needed to manage quality control.
As he was in the middle of the chaos, Chu Nan's phone suddenly rang. He didn't even bother to check the caller ID and answered, "Hello? Who's this?"
"Chu Nan, correct? This is the Customs Anti-Smuggling Bureau. I need you to come to our office immediately. The address is..." A man with a deep voice commanded on the other end of the line.
"Just because you say so? Do you have any evidence?" Chu Nan was puzzled. What did this department want with him? He couldn't recall having any dealings with customs. Could this be a scam?
