The elderly man also looked at Chen Feng with a face full of gratitude. After all, that was three thousand yuan, a significant amount for someone not wealthy.
Chen Feng had helped him recover it, and he was very grateful, insisting on properly repaying Chen Feng.
Chen Feng naturally declined politely.
He helped the old man, but it was not for the so-called repayment.
It was all for the justice in his heart.
If this society lacked justice, what it would become was truly unimaginable...
After bidding farewell to the old man, he left the breakfast stall.
Chen Feng then took a taxi directly to the Wei Family.
The taxi still stopped at the gate of the Zijin Quyuan complex.
Chen Feng paid the fare, got out of the car, and walked straight into the complex.
This time, the two security guards at the gate did not dare to stop Chen Feng.
Upon seeing Chen Feng, they hurried forward, calling him "Mr. Chen," almost ready to kneel down and chant "long live" on the spot.
