Are you worthy?

At Chen Dong's level, there was no longer any need to show off or seek revenge. As the President of Dongsheng Group, he had 20 billion in liquid assets in his bank account alone, and it was still growing at a rate of nearly a billion yuan per day.

The companies under his command were also developing rapidly, and his mindset had long been different from that of ordinary people.

When Chen Dong led Xia Xuehan into the Western restaurant, a handsome young man in a small suit immediately bowed.

"Are the two of you here for a meal?"

"Yes, just the two of us."

"Alright, please follow me."

The restaurant's decor was predominantly European style, appearing very tasteful, with soft piano music playing. Chen Dong was a common man who didn't understand music, but he still thought the tune sounded good.

Of course, if one knew, they would recognize it as Chopin's Nocturne, as sung in Jay Chou's songs.

There were no private rooms, only the main hall, divided into sections based on the number of diners. Chen Dong and Xia Xuehan sat opposite each other at a simple small table.

The area where Chen Dong sat was suitable for two to four diners. Many tables were already occupied, and everyone spoke in low voices, appearing refined and gentlemanly.

Unlike ordinary Chinese restaurants, where everyone talks loudly, clinking glasses, and conversing with red faces and thick necks.

It's hard to say which is more civilized. Chen Dong felt it was just different customs. Comparatively, if dining with close friends, Chen Dong felt that kind of lively atmosphere made the meal more enjoyable.

But such was the custom here; no one would deliberately raise their voice to disrupt the quiet atmosphere.

Chen Dong picked up the menu and quickly scanned it.

"Would you like steak? Eating Western food without steak always feels like I haven't eaten enough."

"Hmm, you can just order for me, Dongzi." Xia Xuehan looked at the exquisitely decorated restaurant. If it were before, she would never dare to come to such a place; one could tell at a glance that the consumption level was not low.

But now, her mindset had undergone a significant change. No matter what kind of high-end occasion she faced, Xia Xuehan no longer felt awkward.

This confidence was precisely what the man in front of her had brought.

"Two servings of New Zealand steak, medium-well; then a seafood platter with grape sauce, a French truffle foie gras with green apple lactic acid, creamed cauliflower..."

Since he had to drive, they could only drink some beverages, and apple juice was a good choice.

Chen Dong ordered five or six dishes consecutively before stopping, handing the menu to the waiter.

"That's all for now."

"Alright, sir and madam, please wait a moment."

"Dongzi, you ordered so much, can we finish it?" Xia Xuehan stuck out her tongue; she didn't eat much.

"You'll know when the dishes come; the portions aren't large. Even the steak is just a small piece, probably only three liang of meat."

"Is that so?" Xia Xuehan mused.

"The key is that the items are incredibly expensive. These dishes, a small portion casually, might cost over a thousand, and just that steak alone costs 888 per serving."

"Ah, that expensive!" Xia Xuehan exclaimed, immediately drawing glances from everyone.

Xia Xuehan playfully stuck out her tongue, her pretty face flushed, looking very cute, and smiled shyly at the surrounding diners with an embarrassed expression.

For such a beauty, most people's tolerance was extremely high, even though she had a boyfriend.

Many people returned a friendly smile, indicating that it was fine.

But in this world, there will always be one or two people who want to show off their uniqueness.

"Bumpkin, an unsophisticated country bumpkin." The voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet restaurant, it was extremely grating.

Chen Dong turned to look at the position to his right rear. Two men in suits, with their hair combed into a middle part, looked like successful businessmen.

"Exactly, what kind of high-class person is an unsophisticated country bumpkin pretending to be in such a high-end Western restaurant?"

Chen Dong narrowed his eyes, just about to get up and teach these two troublemakers a lesson.

"Damn you, you two aren't bumpkins."

"Bang!" An empty red wine bottle directly smashed onto one man's head. The bottle instantly shattered, and blood slowly flowed down his cheek.

"Ah--" A scream immediately rang out, and even Chen Dong was a little stunned.

"Song Qingquan, you bastard, how dare you hit me!"

"Damn it, I'm hitting you, you foreign-worshipping coward! Hao Ren, come with me, let's beat him..."

With the advantage of a preemptive strike, Song Qingquan and Hao Ren beat the two men in suits until they were begging for mercy.

"The surname Bai, get lost, or I'll beat you every time I see you."

Chen Dong quietly watched the scene unfold. By the time the waiter arrived, the battle here had already ended.

There was no damage to anything, only a broken wine bottle, with many glass shards scattered on the floor.

Song Qingquan? Chen Dong immediately recalled, wasn't this the influential figure from a year below him, one of Jinghai University's famous second-generation rich kids?

He heard that he had some background in his family and was usually very loyal, always surrounded by a group of followers.

But now, Chen Dong already knew who was behind him—Song Hu! The person in charge of the demolition team who had threatened Feng Zhiqiu and Dao Feng back then.

A person who could be connected to both official units and the underworld, operating on the fringes of the law.

Ever since Dongsheng Security got on track, and after finding a suitable person to go to Sakura Country to liaise with Kong Bin, Dao Feng began to free up his hands to investigate the mastermind behind the difficulties his siblings faced.

Currently, he had already gathered a lot of incriminating information about Song Hu, and was just waiting for Chen Dong to conclude the Shen Family matter before dealing with Song Hu. He didn't expect such a coincidence, meeting his son beforehand.

"Xuehan, you weren't scared, were you?" Song Qingquan stepped forward and flashed a friendly smile at Xia Xuehan, completely ignoring Chen Dong beside him.

Chen Dong narrowed his eyes, instantly understanding: Song Qingquan was a senior at Jinghai University, an influential figure in the school, and certainly had a large group of followers helping him collect information on new students.

A beautiful girl like Xia Xuehan, who outwardly appeared to have no background, was definitely the best target for a second-generation rich kid like him.

With a mix of pursuit and intimidation, flattery and threats, he could usually succeed quickly.

From this perspective, the scene just now might well have been a good show orchestrated by Song Qingquan himself—a hero saving the beauty, such a traditional and poetic script and plot.

If Xia Xuehan hadn't met him, she might very well have fallen victim to Song Qingquan's schemes.

"Thank you, Senior Song." Xia Xuehan nodded slightly to him, her face devoid of any expression, and quickly looked at Chen Dong, afraid he might misunderstand.

"So this is the boyfriend you told me about last time? He looks alright, but unfortunately, he's just a silver-plated wax spearhead, good for show but useless. You were bullied, and he didn't even dare to stand up for you."

Song Qingquan looked at Chen Dong with a mocking expression, using a common tactic among college students pursuing girls—belittling others to elevate oneself.

Subtly, he was trying to boost his own image.

"Senior Song, I won't allow you to speak of Dongzi like that!" Xia Xuehan, this gentle girl, suddenly burst forth with a different kind of strength, slamming the table and standing up, her pretty face coldly staring at Song Qingquan.

Watching Xia Xuehan's protective demeanor, a warm current surged through Chen Dong's heart; he hadn't doted on this girl in vain.

Song Qingquan's face, which had just been full of smiles, instantly turned sinister. He coldly looked at Chen Dong.

"What, do you need your girlfriend to protect you? Someone like you, are you even fit to be a man, fit to be Xuehan's boyfriend?"