"Manager, why don't you go back first? Doctor Zhao probably has something to do since he's not back yet. I'll wait for him here," Grandpa Liu said to Su Qianxia under the streetlamp in front of the clothing factory.
Su Qianxia played with Grandpa Liu's semiconductor radio and said casually, "I'm not waiting for him. I just drank two glasses of red wine during dinner and was a little dizzy. I wanted to breathe some fresh air outside."
Grandpa Liu sighed. "Manager, there's no need for you to take responsibility for all the debts. The old man jumped off the building because he didn't want to implicate you. Now, you're taking responsibility for all the debts. If the old man finds out in the netherworld, how can he rest in peace?"
Su Qianxia looked up at the night sky with an emotionless expression. "200 million is not a lot. If I don't return this money, I really don't know what's the point of living."
