"Xizi and the rest took a job from an old employer. The pay is quite good, so they informed me," Second Brother said.
Song Xianhe asked with a frown, "You didn't ask what the job is?"
"Uh, Xizi and the rest are wily old foxes. They can be trusted with the job, so I didn't ask further. It's not like they will give less money than they are required to hand over," Second Brother said with a chuckle.
Song Xianhe felt displeased. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Third Brother shouting about buying a chicken to stew it, but someone was refusing to sell it to him. The two voices were loud, and it appeared as though they had gotten into an argument. Song Xianhe patted Second Brother on the shoulder and said, "Better to be safe than sorry. Be meticulous when handling everything."
Second Brother knew what Song Xianhe was referring to as he scratched his head awkwardly. "Got it, Brother."
