Xie Peng hadn't finished speaking when Wen Bao waved his hand, "Take it back, I can talk business, but I won't accept your gift."

Xie Peng: "..."

This is truly speechless!

The changes in this guy are really getting bigger, quite individual.

But Xie Peng refused to believe that the gift recommended by Zhang Hongyang wouldn't be liked by Wen Peng?

At that moment, Xie Peng earnestly said, "Mr. Wen, this isn't a gift, may I finish what I'm saying, alright?"

Wen Bao glanced at him, then looked at the not too big nor too small paper box, nodded, and went back to mixing bait.

"Go ahead, I safeguard your right to speak."

"Alright, alright, alright…"

Xie Peng happily nodded repeatedly, opening the paper box in front of Wen Bao.

"Mr. Wen, this is the assorted grain meat pie my mom used to fry that you loved as a child. I got it through special channels from my hometown, less than 24 hours in transit. It's made by my mom herself! When she heard you were back, she was crying while making the pies, sigh…"

Don't say it, but Wen Bao suddenly felt emotional, turning his head toward the box filled with rows of golden, glistening, vacuum-packed assorted grain meat pies with green scallions.

His whole body froze, his expression blank, eyes fixed.

But at that moment, it seemed like his taste buds had memory.

The difficult times of youth, being able to eat these once considered gourmet pies, the taste memory flooded out like a crazy torrent…

Seeing this, Xie Peng felt secretly pleased, then continued, "My mom and dad are doing well now, both working in the system, but my mom's cooking skills haven't faded. She cares a lot about you, really wishes to see you, and wants to know how you're doing. I could only tell her over the phone that Brother Leopard is abroad, doing well. It's just because of work that he can't come back often to visit. He thinks about your pies day and night, always reminiscing. Now, my mom has made ten for you, baked through the night! So, Brother Leopard, can you accept them?"

Wen Bao took several deep breaths, as if the air already carried the smell of the pies.

"Alright, you can leave these pies, I'll accept them. Thank Auntie! I'm really sorry, I haven't gone back to see her for a long time. Since both she and Uncle are doing well in the system, that's good! Your mother is a kind woman, but you, as her son, are becoming less kind, which I regret."

Xie Peng smiled helplessly, "Brother Leopard, it's unavoidable. Our family has no background, surviving in the officialdom, it's beyond my control. I follow County Mayor Zhang, holding his bowl, and can only obey his rules..."

Wen Bao waved his hand, "No need to say anymore. As for Zhang Hongyang's money, go back and tell him I want half, otherwise he won't get a single coin."

"Ah? This..."

Xie Peng was completely stunned, unable to believe Wen Bao had such a big appetite!

Half, a billion and a half bucks!

Thinking about earning that much, Xie Peng almost fainted.

Wen Bao calmly said, "Thanks to Auntie's pies, I really have quite a big appetite. If you have any objections, discuss it with Zhang Hongyang and come back to me!"

After speaking, he picked up the box of pies and walked briskly away from the riverside, heading back to heat them and eat, ignoring Xie Peng.

Xie Peng stood dumbfounded by the river, looking at the not-so-tall shadow of his childhood friend, increasingly feeling that he was incredibly profound…