In the VIP waiting room at the airport.
Zheng Ren was sitting on the sofa with a smile on his face. He was talking to Xie Yiren about the pain of parting.
Su Yun was the same, but his hand speed was faster and there were more people chatting with him.
Department Chief Kong looked at the two little guys helplessly. Was there no one to chat with him? Young people only knew how to hold their phones all day long.
A pair of people who were about thirty to forty years old walked in. They looked like a father and daughter pair, but the girl's arm was on the man's arm and her actions were extremely intimate.
There were not many people in the VIP hall, just less than ten. Each of them was reading books, magazines, or playing with their phones.
"Xiao Fei, are all young people nowadays like this?" the man lowered his voice and asked.
"Basically." The girl chuckled and said, "You're old. You're already an old man."
