After lunch, Xiao Feng dragged a chair over and sat in the yard.
A pot of tea, a cellphone—this laid-back vibe felt just like before he went to Jiuyou Town.
Of course, being able to laze around like this was something he'd earned through his own effort.
If he hadn't raised the bar for people wanting to join him earlier, right now he'd probably be swarmed by who knows how many people.
On one side they have to pay; on the other side they don't have to pay and can even get benefits.
As long as you're not stupid, you know which side to choose.
However, this leisure time didn't last long.
The familiar black business van stopped outside the gate, and Wang Lubo "squeezed" himself out of the door.
As soon as he saw Xiao Feng, he ran straight over. "Feng Bro, Feng Bro!"
"Cut it out." Xiao Feng said with a face full of disgust. "Spit it out, what happened this time?"
"Uh… how'd you know something happened?"
"Every time you talk to me in that tone, it's never anything good."
