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The aroma wafted from the semi-open kitchen into the living room, filling the entire house with a warm and slightly intoxicating fragrance.

"Serve the food." Lin Fan pressed the bell.

Su Xiaoxiao carried a tray and delivered two steaming bowls of beef brisket noodles and two warm white porcelain wine pots to Li Dayong's table.

It also comes with two small white porcelain wine glasses.

"Please enjoy your meal, both of you."

Li Dayong couldn't wait to pick up the wine pot and pour himself a glass.

The liquor is clear and bright, but when poured, it appears somewhat viscous, forming a long, continuous line that clings to the glass and creates a rich, creamy foam. The color is a beautiful amber.

He picked up the cup, brought it to his nose, and smelled it.

"This taste is amazing. I felt something was off when I drank it last night, but when I smelled it carefully today, there wasn't a trace of any unpleasant smell."

Li Dayong tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

The warm liquid slid down my throat.

It has a smooth and creamy texture, and after swallowing it, a burning sensation immediately rises in your stomach.

The heat was very long-lasting, spreading rapidly through the blood to the limbs.

The chill that had penetrated me from being outside early in the morning was instantly forced out of my body.

"That feels so good!" Li Dayong slammed his wine glass down on the table, let out a long sigh, and his face flushed.

He picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of tender beef brisket, and ate it with the hot soup.

Chairman Chen picked up his wine glass and took a small, refined sip.

The aroma of this liquor is so pure, with a profound and lingering aftertaste.

Drinking it not only warms the stomach, but also miraculously relaxes the muscles in the back.

He ate his noodles slowly, enjoying this rare moment of relaxation.

Just as the two were enjoying their meal by the window.

At the entrance of Phoenix Golden Street, a sharp screech of brakes suddenly rang out.

A mud-covered construction pickup truck suddenly stopped by the roadside. The door opened, and Lao Wang, the project manager under Li Dayong, jumped out.

Old Wang hadn't even taken off his helmet; he was wearing a drab gray windbreaker and looked anxious. He turned and waved at the back of the pickup truck.

"Quickly! Everyone get down here! Bring your weapons!"

Five burly construction workers tumbled out of the truck bed.

These guys usually do heavy work on construction sites; they're incredibly strong.

Upon hearing Lao Wang say that the boss might be in trouble, the group immediately pulled out several scaffolding steel pipes over a meter long and two large adjustable wrenches from the toolbox in the truck bed and held them in their hands.

"Brother Wang, which store does Boss Li work at?" A man weighed the steel pipe in his hand.

"That shop up ahead without a sign! Mr. Li usually eats breakfast there." Old Wang was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"The boss sounded really anxious on the phone just now; he's definitely been surrounded. Keep your eyes peeled when you go in. If anyone dares to touch Mr. Li, take them down on the spot!"

A group of men carrying steel pipes charged menacingly toward the Lin family's shop.

Coincidentally, just as they reached the bottom of the steps in front of the store, two black minivans screeched to a halt across the street.

The car door opened, and Assistant Wu ran out, covered in sweat.

He was followed by four burly company security guards in uniform.

These security guards were even more outrageous; not only were they carrying black rubber riot batons, but two of them were also holding transparent riot shields.

Assistant Wu had just experienced the terrifying moment of taking the wrong bottle of wine from the garage last night, and this morning he received a call from Chairman Chen telling him to take security guards straight to Jin Street. He was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body.

The boss didn't even go to the company early in the morning, but immediately sent security guards with shields. This definitely means he's in big trouble!

Assistant Wu led the security guards around, preparing to rush up the steps.

The two groups of people collided head-on right outside the main entrance of the Lin family's shop.

On one side were construction workers wearing safety helmets and carrying steel pipe wrenches.

On one side were company security guards in uniform, holding riot shields.

The air froze instantly.

As the cold wind of early winter blew by, the two groups glared at each other, their eyes filled with increasingly fierce expressions.

Old Wang stared intently at the security guard holding a shield across from him, his mind going blank.

Oh no! These guys on the other side even brought riot shields; they're clearly organized professional thugs!

No wonder Mr. Li was in such a hurry on the phone; this must be a rival specifically targeting him!

He felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the rusty scaffolding pipe in Old Wang's hand.

Mr. Chen, being in the real estate business, inevitably offends some local thugs and holdout residents. These guys, wielding steel pipes, were blocking the noodle shop entrance early in the morning—they were definitely planning to do something underhanded to Mr. Chen!

"What do you want to do!"

Although Assistant Wu felt uneasy, in order to keep his job, he gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and shouted at his superiors.

"I'm warning you, don't mess around! I've already called the police. If you dare lay a finger on Chairman Chen, you'll all be in jail!"

Old Wang got even angrier when he heard this.

You brought people to block our General Manager Li, and then you preemptively accused us of calling the police?

"Shut the hell up!" Old Wang took a big step forward and slammed the steel pipe in his hand into the ground with a dull thud.

"Get out of my way! Anyone who dares to come in and cause trouble for General Manager Li today will have to get past me first!"

"Form ranks! Protect Chairman Chen!" Assistant Wu was startled and quickly stepped back, ordering the security guards to step forward.

Four security guards immediately raised their transparent riot shields to shield Assistant Wu, and also raised their rubber batons.

Neither side knew the other, but both assumed the other was an enemy who had come to cause trouble for their boss.

The tension was palpable; it looked like a fight was about to break out on the steps at any moment.

In the shop.

The commotion outside was so loud that the diners in the hall had already heard it.

Many people put down their chopsticks and craned their necks to look out the window.

Upon seeing the steel pipes and riot shields outside, several timid diners were so frightened that they stood up and prepared to hide in the direction of the kitchen.

Su Xiaoxiao was also startled. Standing behind the bar, her hand unconsciously reached for her phone to dial 110.

Lin Fan washed his hands in the kitchen, his brows slightly furrowed.

He dried his hands, took off his apron, and stepped out of the open kitchen, intending to check the situation at the door.

Before Lin Fan could even reach the door.

Li Dayong and Chairman Chen, who were eating noodles by the window, also noticed that something was wrong.

The two turned to look out the glass window and saw the two groups of people outside who were on the verge of fighting.

Li Dayong, with half a beef brisket still in his mouth, widened his eyes instantly when he saw the person leading the group outside.

"Holy crap, isn't that Old Wang? What's he doing with that steel pipe?!"

Chairman Chen also saw Assistant Wu hiding behind the riot shield.

His face, which had been rosy from drinking the liquor, instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What is this idiot up to?!"

The two of them didn't even care about eating at this point. They slammed their chopsticks on the table, pushed back their chairs, and rushed out the door.