Phoenix Building's back alley.
A luxury car was parked outside.
The rotund Du Defa stood in the dimly lit alley.
Seeing Xu Dakang approaching, he revealed a smug smile.
"Mr. Du, I have to be at the opening tomorrow, and there's still so much to do in the kitchen. Didn't we make everything clear over the phone? I won't be switching sides. You should head back."
Xu Dakang's face was grim.
He had already signed away his life.
He would not leave Phoenix Building no matter what.
"Mr. Xu, don't rush to conclusions. Opening a restaurant isn't as easy as saying it. Even if Phoenix enters the culinary world, it will just be a small player. I know what you're worried about, you're afraid she will take revenge on you, but you can rest assured, I've already figured out your way out."
Du Defa pulled out a box of Hua Zi cigarettes and stuffed them into Xu Dakang's hand.
