On the other end, Lin Dong, who had been waiting to be called, was squatting and smoking beside the car on the sand.
At this time, Mr. Hawking came over and squatted down with him.
Lin Dong passed over a cigarette and Hawking took it and lit it.
After taking a puff, he asked Lin Dong, "What are you doing here just waiting? If they die, who's going to call you?"
"Oh." Lin Dong replied, "I'm waiting for them to call me so I can drive you guys over."
"You have that much faith in your Master?"
Lin Dong nodded. "Yeah, I don't know how to explain it, but I just believe in him. After all, my teacher wouldn't do something unless he's super confident about it. Since he thinks it would work, then we just need to wait for the good news."
"You like this kind of life?" Hawking asked him again, "Boys at your age are probably still in the rebellious stage, and many second-generation rich kids would probably be squandering parents' money."
