Chapter 87: End of Volume 1 (1/2)

Translator: Sissy That Walk

“I found him. As uncle said, that man liked drinking very much. He had more than ten years of arms trading experience. He was a good assistant to the old fox but he was sent to South America when Lu Feng was in power.”

“Drunkard used to...” He was dizzy and almost failed to control his mouth to say what should not be said, Chen An stopped his words and looked at Chen Yang.

Seeing Chen Yang seemed to have no respond, he calmed down slightly and continued, “Now that the drunkard is not entrusted with important post by Lu Feng, which means he is semi-retired, but he is a good expert, especially familiar with the Middle East, you can let him participate in the business of Middle East.”

“But uncle, after all, he used to be Lu Feng’s man. Would it be bad for us?”

“You can rest assured that Lu Feng will not use the person he distrusts.”

The drunkard was a person who was not trusted by Lu Feng.

The distant lights reflected in the Xiang River turned into blurred shadows. Chen An slowly breathed out, as if he was really drunk.

“Chen Yang, help me in.”

The man staggered to his feet and naturally leaned on Chen Yang. Chen Yang put his arm around the man’s waist and arm, and took Chen An into the bedroom, who was already drunk.

“Uncle?” Chen Yang called him softly.

Chen An lay on the bed with one hand covering his eyes and forehead, and gave a gentle response, which was not even audible.

Half kneeling beside the bed, Chen Yang took off Chen An’s shoes and socks, and rubbed his palms gently when his hands covered the cold barefoot feet, trying to make Chen An’s feet warmer.

The sensitive foot shrank back because of being rubbed. Chen An muttered half-awakened: “Lu Feng, how many times have I told you... Don’t warm them for me...”

His voice got quieter and quieter, and his words got more and more vague, but the first two words were incomparably clear into Chen Yang’s ears.