As soon as they returned to the room, Chu Lian's anger surged once more, and with a punch on the table, he said fiercely, "That Li Fuyou is so despicable, this is revenge for my handling of Dongfeng Restaurant."
His eyes were dark and frightening. Then he asked, "Right, how is Dongfeng Restaurant being affected now?"
He had been busy with his sister's affairs during this period and hadn't asked about the restaurant, so he didn't know the current situation there.
"Well, my lord, there hasn't been any action against Dongfeng Restaurant," said Wang Xiangxiang, her voice tinged with embarrassment.
"Impossible. When I left, I clearly had many strategies in place. Could Dongfeng Restaurant really hold out for so long?" Chu Lian was puzzled. The strength of Dongfeng Restaurant shouldn't be so great that it could withstand the continuous pressure. Though it might not collapse immediately, it should have suffered significant damage.
