After all, Wang Dadong had accepted the girl's gift, and naturally, he couldn't let the girl go empty-handed; he gave her a small dagger.
"This is for you."
Wang Dadong extended the dagger to the pretty Zhuanghu girl.
Although he didn't know much about the customs of the Zhuanghu people, he knew that this nomadic ethnic group had a special affection for weapons, and giving a dagger to the girl was more than appropriate.
"Yangjin Meiduo thanks Zhaxi." Receiving the dagger from Wang Dadong, the girl seemed even happier, tiptoed up, and pecked Wang Dadong on the cheek before she hugged the dagger and ran off shyly.
The girl's action somewhat embarrassed Wang Dadong; he sneakily glanced at the Female CEO next to him, found her merely sipping her butter tea head down without looking his way, and felt relieved.
Around eight o'clock, the party ended.
The Zhuanghu houses were flat-roofed with multiple windows and mostly built with stone, modelled in a simple yet ethnic style.