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Until a gentle, airy female voice rang out.

"Oh, what are you all doing here?"

Chapter 124

Everyone turned to look.

Bathed in sunlight, the girl had a fair, delicate face with curved eyebrows and a bright smile. She wore a white shirt, high-waisted slim-fit jeans, and mid-calf sneakers, exuding a youthful and charming aura.

In just an instant, the tense atmosphere of a potential conflict dissipated.

"Master Chu Da," Qiu Hao greeted, the hostility in his eyes fading away. He patted Yu Feiyang's shoulder while holding his cigar, laughing heartily. "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. We're all good brothers."

"Who considers triad members as good brothers?"

Yu Feiyang's face was stern as he swept dust off his shoulders with the truncheon. When his gaze met Chu Da's, he still chose to give him respect.

He smiled and said, "Congratulations on the grand opening of your new shop, Master Chu."

"Thank you," Chu Yuening replied with a slight smile, her gaze shifting to the queue of people.

Fortunately, she was accustomed to grand events, so the crowd could still be managed.

She withdrew her gaze and said, "You all have a tough day ahead."

"Nonsense," Yu Feiyang adjusted his police cap with a smile. "Even if it weren't for the Master's shop opening and there were crowds due to other reasons, the Hong Kong Royal Police would still fulfill our duties diligently."

"Invite your fellow officers later to come to the shop for some dessert," Chu Yuening didn't forget to invite him.

There hadn't been enough dessert prepared last night, but she could ask Chu Yi to buy more ingredients.

With the large crowd, the uniformed police officers had their work cut out for them in maintaining order.

After Yu Feiyang agreed, he joined the other officers in keeping order.

Chu Yuening turned to Qiu Hao, her smile radiant. "Brother Qiu, join us for dessert later as well."

Surprise flickered in Qiu Hao's eyes. He hadn't expected that they, a group of gangsters, would also be included. Other citizens usually avoided them in fear.

They were treated like cockroaches in gutters, rats scurrying across the street.

Only Master Chu showed them equal respect.

Qiu Hao felt a warmth in his heart and replied with a grin, "Master, you're too kind. But no need, really. I have over a hundred brothers, and it's already busy enough today since it's your opening day."

"Next time, next time, I'll bring the whole gang to support you personally."

As he finished speaking, Qiu Hao held his cigar between his teeth and clapped his hands.

In an instant, the bustling Temple Street echoed with a fierce, thunderous chant.

The once-noisy street fell into an abrupt silence.

The queue of customers watched the triad members in confusion, not understanding what was happening.

In the next second—

"Congratulations to Master Chu Da on the grand opening of your new establishment! May your business flourish across the seas and your wealth flow like three great rivers. May every day bring prosperity and success!"

The customers were dumbfounded.

What?

These hooligans who only knew how to fight were actually reciting a celebratory slogan for a master's opening?

Whew.

Everyone gasped in admiration. Impressive! Too impressive!

After the chant, Qiu Hao wasn't quite satisfied. His scarred eyebrow arched as he looked at Flying Fish. "What's going on? Didn't I tell you to find the most educated and culturally refined teacher in Hong Kong to write a hundred-character congratulatory message?"

Flying Fish grinned obsequiously. "Boss, a hundred characters—it nearly took our breaths away. It's a grand celebration for Master's opening, a tremendous joyous occasion. It wouldn't be good if someone had an accident."

As he spoke, Flying Fish fumbled in his suit pocket and pulled out a slip of paper.

It was densely scribbled with words, all of which had been crossed out and replaced with a crooked line of text at the bottom.

"Wishing the Master prosperity every day! I think it's great. There can't be any sentence in the world more sincere than this one."

This straightforward and forceful expression encapsulated their earnest wish for the Master to amass wealth.

"Enough," Chu Yuening smiled as she noticed the guests looking over. "The length of the message doesn't matter; I can genuinely feel everyone's sincerity."

Zhang Jiande and Shanpo had been standing by, and seeing that Chu Yuening was finished, they approached her. "Ning Ning, we don't have anything to do today, so we came to help you."

"Alright," Chu Yuening replied without hesitation.

Given the large crowd on-site, she hadn't initially planned on seeking assistance.

It was at this moment that an audacious voice chimed in.

"Ning Ning, how could the opening be complete without me?"

Eyes turned once more, and there was Wei Yanlin, with his crimson hair and Taoist robe, holding a pot of Money Tree in one hand. The tree was adorned with yellow talismans.

Fixing her gaze, Chu Yuening realized they were all talismans for attracting wealth. Though drawn crookedly, the effort put in by Wei Yanlin was evident.

Wei Yanlin, with a blush, gently rubbed his red hair and stammered, "The... painting might not be good, but wealth is best when it's given by others!"

"No, it's perfect." Chu Yuening smiled gently. "I'll place it on the table in the dessert section."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Amidst laughter, everyone found Wei Yanlin's blushing face utterly amusing.

Soon enough,

they all entered the shop to lend a hand in greeting customers. Zhang Jiande brought out a wooden table from the kitchen and placed it at the entrance. He then unfurled a sheet of red paper he had hastily purchased and laid out a few writing brushes.

Wei Yanlin, with a garbage bag in hand, tied up his red hair and joined Chu Yi to assist in the dessert stall.

Shanpo carried a thermal water flask from Zhangji Restaurant along with some cups, serving water to the queue of customers.

Qiu Hao observed the scene and, seeing everyone lending a hand, instructed his crew to join Shanpo, helping to serve water to the guests.

The atmosphere was bustling with activity.

Just then, another group of staff members entered with four large pots of money trees, each almost as tall as a person.

Chu Yuening, having just put on the Chu Ji Desserts apron and about to enter the stall, was surprised by the sight. She asked, "Who sent these?"