great-warnovel Chapter 176 Investing in the Enemy
Chapter 176 Investing in the Enemy
As they walked back, a cool breeze blew in through Su Chen's open collar.
The chill sent shivers down his spine, raising goosebumps that crept up his neck and cleared his head.
Su Chen put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head, and slowly stepped through the puddles on the stone path.
His emotions did not calm down at this moment.
On the contrary, he felt even more uneasy, anxious, and at a loss than when he had recklessly rushed towards the door of the black Mercedes-Benz.
He simply couldn't stand Su Ang's dejected and decadent behavior.
In Su Chen's mind, his eldest brother, who was always arrogant and always wanted to step on others, was absolutely not suitable to show such a cowardly face of giving up resistance.
But at this moment, after the boy's blood and energy subsided...
An indescribable sense of guilt began to entwine and tighten in his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
"Wouldn't I be considered to be aiding the enemy?"
Su Chen stared at the dirty foam left by the tips of his shoes in the mud, a pale, ugly self-deprecating smile appearing on his lips. He muttered something helplessly to himself.
His handsome eyebrows were furrowed into an unsolvable knot on his forehead.
Brother Chen and Uncle Liu are the lowest-level ordinary people on this long street, who work hard and sweat their way through their daily lives.
But what about Su Ang? These cold-blooded and ruthless capitalist elites, for their own morbid competitive spirit and for the so-called overall situation of the Su Group, are almost holding the gleaming commercial butcher's knife to the necks of Brother Chen and his group.
They practically wanted to devour this old shop whole, skin and bones, leaving not a trace!
Early this morning, Brother Chen finally managed to break Su Ang's defenses, leaving him powerless to fight back.
This battle should have been a complete and silent victory for "humanity".
As a result, in a moment of impulsiveness, he ended up jolting the dejected Su Ang awake!
If Su Ang, that guy who's always been so competitive, really recovers and turns around to use even more ruthless and unreasonable methods against ordinary people...
Su Chen has truly become a traitor and accomplice who eats Chen Ge's food, smashes Chen Ge's pot, betrays his own side, and is unforgivable!
With these awkward and complicated feelings, Su Chen pushed open the wooden door in a daze and stepped into the restaurant, which was filled with the lingering aroma of spicy red oil.
By this time, the wave of hundreds of people queuing up orders in front of "Human Fireworks" had already subsided.
Most of the diners had already left the wooden tables in the restaurant.
"Boss Chen, I'm so full of food this morning, my bones are practically melting! I'll bring my buddies over again tomorrow to get a number!"
As the last elderly neighbor, sweating profusely from his meal, clutched his bulging stomach and shouted loudly towards the kitchen before striding across the threshold, the entire shop finally fell completely silent.
The flames behind the stove had been extinguished.
At this moment, Chen Feng calmly cooperated with Xing Ruo beside him, tidying up the wooden table scattered with broken bones and white porcelain bowls one by one.
Chen Feng looked up and saw Su Chen stepping in from outside. He met Su Chen's blank eyes for a moment, then calmly spoke:
"Have you had a good chat yet?"
Upon hearing this question, Su Chen's breath hitched, and a hint of awkwardness flashed across his fair face.
Shall we start chatting?
He himself wasn't sure if his murmurs outside the door counted as "chatting," let alone how that madman Su Ang would react.
But meeting Chen Feng's calm, dark eyes, Su Chen tugged at his sleeve and lowered his head guiltily.
"Um."
"That's good."
Chen Feng casually draped the rag over his shoulder with one hand and calmly began to speak:
"Now that you're back, I'll take care of things in the lobby from now on."
"You and Xingruo... go to the back and wash your things first."
"Okay, okay, Brother Chen."
Su Chen felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly turned his head and, somewhat disheveled, rushed into the kitchen sink.
"Splash—!!"
Su Chen roughly turned the faucet to its fullest extent.
The cool tap water mixed with the degreasing detergent stirred up a layer of fine white foam in the sink, but as Su Chen kept scrubbing her hands, her heart couldn't suppress its awkwardness.
He actually... wished that Brother Chen would have given him a good scolding.
He's been accused of betraying his own people, of aiding the enemy in battle, and of being unable to distinguish friend from foe!
If he got scolded, at least Su Chen would feel a little better.
But he knew very well in his heart that Brother Chen was not the kind of rigid person who would argue and bicker with others in a petty way.
But the calmer Chen Feng remained, the harder Su Chen scrubbed the dishes in the sink, her whole demeanor becoming increasingly awkward, her brows furrowed into a tight knot.
"Splash!"
A large white porcelain bowl, covered in fine foam, gently landed on the drain rack next to it.
Sitting on a small wooden stool, with her black hair neatly tied back, Xingruo was staring at Su Chen, who was so lost in thought that he was about to fall into the pool, with her bright, clear eyes, like a spring.
In Xingruo's eyes, Su Chen's behavior was truly bizarre to the core.
From the moment Su Chen entered the door, her eyes were fixed on the spot. She washed the dishes as if she were fighting with the sink. Her awkward and comical manner was so strange that even this young girl could tell something was wrong.
Xingruo pursed her delicate lips, her slender willow-leaf eyebrows slightly raised.
Actually, when she was tidying up the table, she also saw Su Chen rushing headlong into the rain to find the black Mercedes-Benz.
Xingruo's clear eyes flashed with pure disgust at the man named Su Ang sitting in the Mercedes-Benz.
These past two days, when that capitalist came to cause trouble, he used the most despicable methods imaginable. For the sake of the so-called Su family's reputation, he even went so far as to smash up the shop of a good person like Master.
If it weren't for their master and Uncle Song's strong backing, their little shop might have been shut down yesterday.
She had absolutely no liking for Su Ang.
Ke Xingruo tilted her head and looked at Su Chen's face, which was flushed red and full of guilt and awkwardness. In the end, she still felt a little reluctant.
No matter how unscrupulous Su Ang is outside, he is, after all, Su Chen's older brother, whom they have spent several days with.
Xingruo hesitated for a moment on the small wooden stool, her fair little hands gently pinching her apron.
She was an extremely clear-headed girl. In her opinion, if you keep your frustrations bottled up inside, it will make you sick.
If something is wrong, it's best to speak up.
"Um... Brother Su Chen."
Xingruo's unusually clear voice rang out somewhat abruptly in the kitchen.
She blinked her big eyes, hesitated, and asked in a low voice:
"You...you ran out just now, were you arguing with your brother who drives the black car?"