Six hundred sixty-nine tasks given to Wei Dahong

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After hanging up the phone, Gu Chen pondered for a while.

He felt it was more prudent to proceed as he had last time.

After all, he didn't know what kind of temperament this boss seeking him out had.

However, deep down, Gu Chen didn't have a good impression of Boss Zhao.

People who worked in such nightclubs often carried with them an air of filth.

In society, they tended to be ruthless and brutal—what if he let his guard down and this guy actually did him in at the nightclub? That would be a huge loss for himself.

In the end, no matter what was said, his own career was about to reach its peak, and Tangtang and Ji Pianran were both depending on him for support. If he were to die like that, he felt it would be truly suffocating.

After some thought, he still decided to take Broken Brow and the others to the bar.

Having them there would give him a bit more confidence.

It was at this moment that he finished preparing this big table of dishes.

Then he left directly.