"There was this once when I got so drunk at the bar that I almost got into serious trouble; if Mr. Liu hadn't happened to pass by..."
When the young boss mentioned Mr. Liu, his eyes complex, he fell silent for a while before smiling and saying, "After that, either I have someone who can handle things for me when I get drunk or I just drink at home."
Lin An carried a big bag of packed meal boxes, standing aside without speaking, simply looking up in awe at what was in front of him.
On the hillside stood an especially luxurious villa, its vast front and backyards filled with trees, rockeries and streams, pavilions, and even a treehouse.
The young boss followed Lin An's gaze to the somewhat dilapidated treehouse, smiling faintly, "My dad built it for me with his own hands when I was a kid."
Lin An smacked his lips, looking around. In this neighborhood, the luxurious mansions were spaced far apart.
"The shared costs here must be a lot, right?"
