When Mr. Tian heard what the girl said, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. His body was shaking constantly, he was crying with snot and tears, and his temperament and demeanor were completely gone.

"No...no..."

Mr. Tian begged tremblingly.

"I didn't know that Mr. Cao was the old man's savior. Miss Song, please spare my life for the sake of my relationship with your father."

The girl glared at Mr. Tian in disgust

Then look at Cao Weidong.

"Did he lie to people again in the name of the Huaqing Gang?"

Cao Weidong vaguely saw some clues.

He nodded.

The girl sighed and said to the people around her.

"Follow the rules, keep your tongue, and you can leave."

The attendant was so frightened that he fainted.

On the contrary, Mr. Tian was relieved, kowtowed as if pounding garlic, and kept thanking the girl.

It seems like this is already a great favor.

Several tough-looking Chinese men walked out from the girl's side and dragged Mr. Tian and his followers away.

Then the girl looked at Cao Weidong.

Said solemnly.

"My name is Song Shunci, and my grandfather is one of the founders of the Huaqing Gang. I didn't come here for this matter today, but I just happened to bump into it."

She sighed and continued.

"Actually, when grandpa founded the Huaqing Gang, his original intention was to unite everyone to resist the oppression of us by outsiders."

"But as the gang grows, there will be people for everyone."

"I solemnly apologize to you on behalf of the Huaqing Gang."

Cao Weidong said quickly.

"No, I can understand it. Just like when trees are lush, moths are inevitable."

After exchanging a few words, Cao Weidong asked about Song Shunci’s purpose of coming.

Song Shunci smiled slightly.

"Of course I'm here to repay my kindness."

At the same time, Section Chief Lu next to him was dumbfounded!

He never imagined that the big shot he had worked so hard to please was actually a liar.

And the real heir of the Huaqing Gang was by his side at this time, respectfully facing Cao Weidong.

This made him feel like he was dreaming.

At this moment, he wanted to slap him in the face a few times.

If I had known who I would be trying to curry favor with, I would have just gone to Cao Weidong.

On the other side, Cao Weidong ignored Section Chief Lu's hot gaze and asked: "Repay the favor?"

Song Shunci nodded.

"Because of your help, my grandfather was successfully rescued. You bought him time for treatment."

"He is currently hospitalized and is still a little weak, so he asked me to thank you."

"Also, this is the Salvia miltiorrhiza you gave me. My grandfather said that this thing is too valuable, so he asked me to send the unused part back to you. In addition, you can make a request to Huaqing. As long as we can do it, it will definitely not contain any

Lake."

As Cao Weidong guessed, Mr. Song indeed suffered from a heart and lung disease.

And it is acute myocardial infarction with the highest mortality rate!

Fortunately, Cao Weidong took action in time and bought Mr. Song valuable treatment time.

Mr. Song is now out of danger.

The first thing he did after waking up was to return the precious salvia and repay his kindness to Cao Weidong.

This shows the character of this person.

After knowing her grandfather's wish, Song Shunci took the initiative to ask for help and went to the address given by Cao Weidong.

Naturally, it all came to nothing.

Song Shunci was angry and annoyed, but there was nothing she could do.

In the end, we could only mobilize the power of the Huaqing Gang to find Cao Weidong.

It just happened that Xiao Wang and his group went to the shopping mall to go shopping again.

The gang members working in the shopping mall recognized them and knew they were the companions who were with Cao Weidong that day, so they told Song Shunci the news.

Song Shunci rushed over and explained his intention to Xiao Wang, which led to today's unexpected encounter.

Cao Weidong smiled.

"Just accept the salvia. The old man has just recovered from a serious illness and his vitality has been severely damaged. This can help him regain his vitality."

Finally, he explained again.

"Actually, we are from China and will be leaving soon. To avoid trouble, we left a false address and asked the girl to forgive me."

Song Shunci's eyes lit up.

Walking up to Cao Weidong, he looked like a cute and naive rabbit.

"Then can you tell me what kind of country China is?"

"Of course."

At this time, Chief Lu pulled his clothes beside him.

Cao Weidong understood and changed his words.

"But this is a rather long story. We have time to tell it slowly. Now there is really something we need your help with."

"This is important to us."

Cao Weidong emphasized.

.......

"What is China like?"

"What kind of country is China?"

"What's going on in Guangdong?"

These days, Song Shunci goes to the hotel almost every day, pestering Cao Weidong and asking endless questions.

Song Shunci is a Chinese born in Yingjiang.

There are only hot dogs, hamburgers, and pizza in her life, but not rice rolls, barbecued pork, double skin milk, and fried rice noodles.

Every time she hears her parents talking about these Cantonese delicacies, she has endless daydreams.

She has an inexplicable affection for the land where her parents and ancestors were born.

Homesickness is actually a very simple thing.

It's nothing more than setting foot on the land that I've longed for and eating a delicious food that I've always dreamed of.

That's enough.

At this time, Cao Weidong would patiently tell Song Shunci all the stories he knew, understood, and heard.

In the beginning, their relationship was a bit like a teacher and a student.

But somehow.

The figure of Cao Weidong entered Song Shunci's heart.

He is funny, humorous, well-spoken, and knowledgeable.

No matter what questions Song Shunci asked, Cao Weidong could answer them immediately.

This is completely different from others.

Slowly.

Song Shunci's eyes changed when she looked at Cao Weidong.

From gratitude, to admiration, and finally mixed with a bit of affection.

Song Shunci soon noticed changes in herself.
To be continued...