Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue naturally didn't know that a family conflict within the Du Family was about to erupt after they left.
At this moment, Xiao Feng was happily unwrapping the red paper on a gift box, grinning from ear to ear.
The things sent by these wealthy businessmen were certainly not like the ones he gave the members of the Du Family; they were all genuine goods, luxury watches, fine cigarettes, excellent wine, and even cash.
In total, a conservative estimate puts the value at about 1.5 million.
Du Qingyue, who was next to him, occasionally sneaked a glance at Xiao Feng. Seeing his money-minded appearance, she couldn't help but giggle softly.
Xiao Feng, wiping the face of a watch, asked puzzledly: "What's so funny?"
Du Qingyue immediately suppressed her smile and turned her head to the side. After a while, she suddenly said in a low voice, "When I think about it now, I feel like I should thank Shen Tianze, or rather... thank fate."
