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"I've got something to take care of, I'll be out for a bit," Jiang Chen said.

The bodyguard nodded.

Of course, an ordinary assistant couldn't just slack off whenever they wanted, but this one was clearly an exception.

As Jiang Chen walked out of the Hancheng Jinhai branch, he spotted a KFC by chance.

The glass display was packed with people.

Although more and more people consider it junk food nowadays, it was undeniable that in his childhood, it was a luxury item available only on birthdays.

Jiang Chen pushed open the door, queued up, and ordered a single meal.

A chicken burger, a bag of fries, a cola.

Holding the tray, he found a spot on the second floor, then he sent his location to Hong Xiaoyu and sat down to unwrap the burger, taking a bite.

The food hadn't changed, yet it seemed to no longer taste like it did in his childhood.

Before long, Hong Xiaoyu entered the KFC, looked around, and then made his way upstairs.

"Bro," he said.