After giving some instructions, Zhang Xiaohu leaves the house. After all, he was still a footman for the Escort Agency, and he had to check in every day. Although he was a newcomer and didn't have assignments yet, no need to go on long journeys with the bodyguards, there were still many tasks to be done at the Escort Agency. It would be best to pay attention and learn from it, especially since the Agency was giving him a monthly salary, it would be ungrateful not to show up.
After Zhang Xiaohu left, the room became quiet.
Zhang Xiaohua was still a teenager, and he hadn't been this peaceful for a long time. Unfortunately, the pain in his right hand constantly reminded him that he wasn't well enough to rest. Zhang Xiaohua wanted to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes, he felt the need to open them, and vice versa. After trying several times, he gave up on sleep and stared at the ceiling, thinking about his boxing skill.
