"You haven't said thank you yet!"
Old Wang looked in surprise at the mysterious superhuman before him, whose face had remained hidden the entire time, and cautiously said:
"Thank you?"
[Beep~ Gratitude received from 'Wang Yinhai.' Current progress: 1/20]
Shen Jin smiled faintly, though no one could see it through his helmet.
"That'll do."
Looking puzzled, Old Wang took his biscuits and walked aside. He didn't understand why they had to go through this formality, but at least he'd gotten some compressed biscuits.
There was nothing wrong with saying "thank you."
In the adult world, what mattered often wasn't your attitude, but what you actually did.
You could say all the right things, but if you started dodging the subject and pleading poverty the moment someone asked to borrow money, were you really their friend?
Even if someone had a terrible attitude, if he tossed you tens of thousands when you desperately needed money, then called you useless with a look of disgust, you still had to be grateful. He was the one who'd helped you in your hour of need!
That was how things were now. Even though this superhuman acted like he was above everyone else and expected them all to fawn over him,
the "thank you" still came from the heart.
Old Wang never said it aloud, but he'd always been grateful that these two superhumans had taken everyone in and provided them with some food.
After Old Wang left, Yang Ao directed him to stand off to the side and wait.
Qi Tong came up next. Her expression was conflicted as she thought about how much food the superhumans actually had.
Then she thought of the services Su Lele and Zhao Hong provided every day, and a wave of discomfort washed over her.
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