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  Chapter 96 Delivering Food

  That day, Chen Sanpang was beaten by Huang Mao’s men until he lay on the ground unable to move, with the corners of his mouth twitching and foaming at the top of his lungs.

  People passing by thought he was nothing, they didn't dare to help, and they didn't want to help either.

  Only Quan Weiguo saw Chen Sanpang and thought of his dead child lying in a pool of blood, so he felt compassion and went to help.

  He gently lifted him up and hugged him with the gentlest movements. Based on Chen Sanpang's unclear words, he found Jiang Kai, and they worked together to settle the seriously injured Chen Sanpang.

  Without Quan Weiguo, Chen Sanpang would probably have died long ago.

  That day was also the day when Chen Sanpang saw Quan Weiguo coming out of Wahada Restaurant from a distance. He wanted to catch up and thank his savior, but Quan Weiguo walked too fast and he couldn't catch up, so he went to the restaurant to ask Lin Luyan.

  This was also the reason why Lin Luyan almost decided to appoint one person from Quan Weiguo.

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  "Come on, come on, the takeout is going to get cold soon." Chen Youjing was riding a black bicycle, hung up the takeout insulator, and was dripping with sweat as he pedaled hard.

  Today, for some reason, Liu Cheng and the other two people responsible for delivering food were both feeling unwell, so he had three times the order backlog, which was a bit late.

  When he arrived at the destination villa, he was about to put down his takeout and call someone, but there were violent roars inside.

  The voices of men and women were very excited and sounded strangely familiar.

  Chen Youjing was not interested in the personal affairs of strangers and shouted at the top of his lungs.

  "Your Malatang has been delivered."

  Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around and got in the car, wanting to leave directly.

  The man who opened the door called to him, with obvious uncertainty in his tone and a hint of surprise.

  "You Jing, is that you?" After Fu Kun finished shouting, he couldn't help but cough a few times. His mood was very unstable these days, and his throat was injured because of it. It hurt after speaking a few words, but he couldn't help but cough. Roar.

  Chen Youjing turned his head to see Fu Kun's face clearly, spat at him angrily, turned the direction of his bicycle, and left.

  Pooh! Scum! What are you pretending to be? Didn’t they fall apart a long time ago?
  Fu Kun, who was standing there, was a little embarrassed and smiled helplessly. When Pan Chen forcefully forced him to take sides, he had no choice but to give up on Chen Youjing and the others.