While Su Qiao was cooking instant noodles, on the other side, in an office on the fourth floor, the atmosphere was a little depressing.
"Ah Hai..."
Zhang Wenli glanced at the man sitting on the sofa smoking, and leaned against her husband Song Hai with some fear.
"Don't be afraid."
Song Hai patted her shoulder and carefully comforted his wife.
Immediately he looked at the man on the sofa. "Mr. Kang."
Kang Weibao blew out a smoke ring and looked at him quietly. "Song Hai, how long have you been working under me?"
Song Hai thought for a while, "It's been exactly five years."
Kang Weibao nodded slightly and flicked the ashes of his cigarette, "What do I do to you?"
Song Hai's heart is lifted even higher.
"Mr. Kang is... very good to me."
Kang Weibao stared at him steadily for a while before speaking again:
"Song Hai, you have been with me for so long, you should know very well what kind of person I am."
"Xiao Hui Although he is a bit naughty, I am just a son. I don't want him to have regrets or be in any danger. Do you understand?"
Song Hai's hands suddenly tightened and his face became very ugly.
Zhang Wenli turned pale with fright and hugged his arm tightly. "Ah Hai..."
Song Hai turned to look at his wife, gritted his teeth, and suddenly knelt down on the beige tile floor with a bang:
"Mr. Kang, I am very grateful to you for cultivating me over the years, and I am also very grateful that you have not abandoned me in the last days, but..."
Song Hai's eyes were red and he held his wife's hand hard:
"But Xiao Li is my wife. She grew up with me. I can't... can't live without her!"
Kang Weibao frowned slightly, a trace of gloom flashed across his eyes, he put the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and slowly stubbed it out.
"Song Hai, a gentleman does not take away someone's love. Since you have such deep feelings for her, then just pretend that I have never mentioned this matter."
"However, a man's ambitions are all over the place, especially in these troubled times, and it is not good for a son to be in love with his daughter.
You must have your own bottom line and principles, and don't delay business because of emotional matters. "
Kang Minghui, who had not dared to say a word, muttered, "That's right, women are like clothes, why are you so serious?"
It's not like he won't return it to him, it's just for fun, and he will return it to him after playing with it.
Song Hai did not relax in his heart, and bent down very respectfully. "Mr. Kang, I remember."
"But I, Song Hai, am stupid, don't have any great abilities, and I don't have any big ambitions. I just want to find a safe place for my wife and me to live quietly."
Kang Weibao narrowed his eyes and looked at him. "You want to leave?"
Song Hai broke into a cold sweat, held his wife's hand tightly, gritted his teeth and said:
"I really don't have the ability to help my husband. If I take care of my family, it will be a waste of my husband's resources."
Kang Weibao was silent for a moment. "Everyone has his own ambitions. If that's the case, then I won't keep you."
Song Hai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Kang, I will take my wife and leave as soon as the zombies outside disperse. Thank you for taking care of me during this time."
"Yeah."
Kang Weibao waved his hand towards him.
Song Hai quickly stood up and led his wife out of the room.
After they left, Kang Minghui said anxiously, "Dad!"
How could he let Song Hai and the others go so easily?
Kang Weibao glanced at him sideways, and said slowly Underground Passage: "There are so many zombies outside, they won't be able to leave for a while."
Song Hai is just a somewhat Earth Element Ability man with a weak woman by his side. There is no way the two of them can escape unscathed.