Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

However, Chen An did not use the money for the lottery immediately. He already had enough entries, and he wanted to save the money for various expenses and system upgrades.

Moreover, he needs to start his own company.

At that moment, Carl and Rhett walked into the living room from outside and sat down in front of Chen An.

"Boss, I was thinking that Rhett is leaving today. How about we all get together, have a meal, and get to know each other?"

Upon hearing Carl's suggestion, Chen An was taken aback at first, then nodded, "Yes, that's fine, consider it a farewell gift for Rett."

"You're too kind, boss." Rhett smiled.

"Then you can take care of this, right, Carl?" Chen An said.

"Don't worry, boss, leave it to me. I'll arrange the hotel and meals; they'll definitely impress you!"

Immediately afterwards, Carl and Rhett went outside to prepare.

He also called Andre, Cameron, Brooke, and others, inviting them to get together at noon.

The group readily agreed.

Before they knew it, it was noon. Karl and his companion walked in from outside and approached him. "Boss has made all the arrangements. We can set off now."

"Have you notified them yet?" Chen An asked.

"I've notified everyone, Cameron. Brooke should be here by now."

Upon hearing this, Chen An nodded and slowly stood up. At this moment, Chen Wan and Emily also changed their clothes and came out of the bedroom.

"Let's go."

Immediately afterwards, the group got into two Toyota Tacomas and drove towards the hotel where they were having dinner.

On the way, Chen An asked Carl curiously, "Which restaurant are you planning to go to?"

Upon hearing this, Karl smiled mysteriously, "Boss, you'll find out when we get there; it will definitely surprise you."

Seeing this, Chen An smiled and said, "Really? I am quite curious."

Soon, the car entered a street. Looking at the surrounding environment, Chen An's expression changed. "Is this Los Angeles Chinatown?"

It was very easy for Chen An to identify the location, because the people walking on the road were mostly of Asian descent, and even the shop signs were a combination of Chinese and English, which allowed him to determine the location immediately.

"The boss was right after all; this is Chinatown in Los Angeles."

Chen An asked, "Why did you decide to have a meal in Chinatown?"

Carl laughed and said, "Isn't it because you're from China, boss? That's why you came to Chinatown. I also wanted to try out whether the food in China is really that good."

"Let the eldest brother and Sister Chen Wan also experience the food from their hometown."

Upon hearing this, Chen An said nothing more, only that Karl was a thoughtful person, and it couldn't be better to be able to eat a bite of his hometown food.

"Karl, you understand me so well!" Chen Wan praised without reservation. "It's been a long time since I've had any food from my hometown."

"Hehe, it just suddenly came to mind." Karl was also happy. Seeing that Chen An and the other person were both satisfied, he knew that he hadn't come to the wrong place.

Before long, they stopped in front of a restaurant called "Spring Day Hotel" in Chinatown, and then, led by Carl, they went inside.

The interior was distinctly Chinese in style, and a waiter immediately came over and asked, "Do you have a reservation?"

Upon seeing that the other party was speaking Chinese, Chen An replied directly, "We have a reservation; room 302 is the one we booked."

Upon hearing this, the waiter smiled and nodded, "Please follow me, gentlemen."

Led by the waiter, the group took the elevator to the third floor and then stopped in private room 302.

"The guests in private room 302 are here. May I begin serving the food?"

Chen An nodded, "Okay, let's start serving the dishes."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went in. His eyes swept over the room and saw that Cameron, Andre, and others had been waiting for a long time, and even Susan had come.

"An, you're finally here!" Andrei stood up and greeted Chen An, with a somewhat timid little girl standing beside him.

"Andrei, who is this person next to you?" Chen An asked.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, she's my granddaughter Ancia, and she's in high school right now."

"Ancia, this is Uncle An," Andrei said, looking at Ancia.

Ancia said in a low voice, "Grandpa, the other person is so young, he should be Brother An."

Hearing this, Chen An laughed and said, "Anxia, ​​you have a lovely way of speaking. Consider this a red envelope from your brother An."

As he spoke, he took out two hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to Ancia.

Ancia's eyes lit up, and she reached out to take it, her voice rising, "Thank you, Brother An!"

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Then Chen An and Chen Wan took their seats, and the others slowly sat down as well. Carl, on the other hand, happily sat down next to Susan.

Susan rolled her eyes at this.

"Boss, while you were gone, our Graffiti Building has grown to over a thousand members, and we basically handle all the scrap in the South District."

"Now everyone calls you Mr. Nice Guy!" Cameron said.

Chen An's expression shifted: "Mr. Nice Guy, who named him that?"

"I don't know, it just suddenly spread like that." Cameron shook his head.

A dozen minutes later, dishes were brought out and placed on the table. Looking at these dishes, Chen An felt a sense of warmth and familiarity.

Stir-fried eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, pork with lychee, green vegetables, braised pork ribs, and especially fragrant rice.

When Andrei and the others saw the dishes, they showed curiosity. They had never eaten Chinese cuisine before, and they had never even used chopsticks.

Seeing this, Chen An naturally took on the role of teacher, teaching Karl and the others how to use chopsticks and introducing the names of the dishes.

Soon, Brooke and the others were able to pick up chopsticks and put a piece of lychee flesh into their mouths with great skill. As they chewed, their eyes lit up.

"This lychee pork is so delicious!" Brooke exclaimed. For those of them who eat bread and McDonald's all year round, they had never tasted such a hot dish before.

Everyone immediately gave a thumbs-up in praise.

"Brother An, what's this called?" Ancia asked, pointing to a soup.

Chen An replied, "This is lotus root and pork rib soup. It's good for your health and can soothe your throat. You can give it a try."

Upon hearing this, Ancia picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, put it in her mouth, smacked her lips, and savored it carefully, her eyes gradually brightening.

"It tastes good, a little sweet."

"Drink more if it's good," Chen An said, and the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

But just then, several cars slowly stopped in front of the Spring Hotel, and more than a dozen people, all of whom were of Latin descent, stepped out of the cars.

They walked straight into the restaurant.

Seeing this, several waiters tried to step forward, but one of them forcefully pushed them to the ground and then walked upstairs without looking back.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding customers quickly moved away, and even the waiters dared not approach, rushing to inform the store manager.