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Upon receiving the assurance of the Minister of the Department of Investment, Chen Chen "changed his mind" and remained in Windhoek.

Very soon, it was midnight on the 28th December.

"Boss, I just spoke to them. The Namibian officials still haven't found the culprit!" in the room, Qian Wenhuan put down the phone and exclaimed angrily, "Worthless lot!"

Chen Chen was seated on a sofa nearby, playing with his phone. He said without even making a point of turning around, "Don't be upset, there's a good reason they can't find the culprit."

"Ah?" Qian Wenhuan turned to him blankly. "What's the reason?"

Chen Chen only smiled without explaining.

At the same time, Chen Chen's phone rang suddenly. He picked up the phone and heard Cheng Cao's voice coming from the other end. "Boss, the car is ready."

"Got it," Chen Chen replied.