"There's no need for that, rest assured, old man, I will definitely make Secretary Han satisfied."
"..." Meng Changhe was completely baffled by Zhang Xiaobei, what on earth was this kid's game?
After finishing his cold noodles, Zhang Xiaobei checked the time. "Uncle Meng, you look tired, so how about this! You stay here and rest with some tea, and I'll go out and buy something by myself. When I'm done, I'll come back to find you, how's that?"
At that moment, Meng Changhe's legs were killing him, and he had no desire to wander around aimlessly with this kid. It was better to just rest here.
Even if he followed, what could six hundred yuan buy? It probably wouldn't even be enough for two packs of good cigarettes.
"Alright then! I'll wait here, you come back soon. It's already the afternoon, and if things don't work out, we'll head back earlier. We can always come again tomorrow."
"Don't worry! We'll definitely succeed today."
