The landlord left first, and the rest was simple.
Fang Dongxu handed over the last keys and the water, electricity, and gas bills to Kong Xiuyun. Throughout the process, his face was ashen and his voice was dull.
"Boss Zhou, what happened today... we really owe you. Otherwise, the two of us honestly wouldn't have known what to do. It's almost noon. Let us treat you to a simple meal, just to show our gratitude." Sui Yiming, by contrast, was the complete opposite.
"Yeah, Brother Qiang, come on. Have a meal with us."
Fang Dongxu's voice was flat, nothing like Sui Yiming's enthusiasm.
Zhou Qiang didn't even look at him. He only said to Sui Yiming, "No need for a meal."
"Let's exchange contact information. Your design work is good. If I need any design work done in the future, I'll come to you. But the price has to be fair."
Hearing that, Sui Yiming's smile grew even more sincere. He hurriedly took out his phone. "Oh! Sure! Sure! Don't worry, Boss Zhou, it'll absolutely be fair! Can I add you on WeChat?"
Zhou Qiang nodded and let him scan his code.
Fang Dongxu and Kong Xiuyun had also finished all the paperwork.
"Brother Qiang, Xiaoliang, we'll be off, then." Fang Dongxu held a backpack.
After saying goodbye to the two of them, he pulled Sui Yiming out through the door.
Neither of them looked back at the place that had carried their dreams and buried them, too.
They felt not the slightest attachment to it.
Watching the door, Wang Xiaoliang thought to himself that Fang Dongxu probably wouldn't dare come back here for a long time, or even set foot on this street again.
He understood that feeling.
"Brother Qiang," Wang Xiaoliang followed behind Zhou Qiang and couldn't help