"Boss, I'm here!"
Fat Boss was sitting on a little folding stool, tapping away at his phone screen. At the sound of his voice, he looked up and squinted over.
When he saw the Fenjiu and braised food Wang Xiaoliang was carrying, his chubby face froze for a moment, then blossomed into a smile, bunching up all the flesh on his face.
"What are you up to, kid? Strike it rich?"
Despite his words, he still stood up and naturally took the things from Wang Xiaoliang, setting them on a nearby table piled with clutter.
"I just wanted to thank you for helping me these past few months." Wang Xiaoliang was a little embarrassed.
"At least you've got a conscience." Fat Boss gave his shoulder a fairly forceful pat. "Don't just stand there. Sit."
He pointed to another little folding stool beside him.
Only then did Wang Xiaoliang notice that a small space had been cleared in the middle of the table, with several takeout containers sitting on it.
Fat Boss walked over and deftly opened the containers one by one. They held several stir-fried dishes, and their aroma immediately spread.
"I was planning to invite you over to eat and chat anyway. I'd already ordered the food."
As he spoke, he took a paper bag and a large cup of cola out of a plastic bag and pushed them toward Wang Xiaoliang.
"You young people all seem to like this stuff, so I ordered you a burger."
Warmth filled Wang Xiaoliang's heart.
Fat Boss looked rough around the edges, but he was quite thoughtful.
"Thanks, boss."
"No need for that." Fat Boss waved a hand, unscrewed a bottle of Fenjiu, and poured himself a full teacup, then filled the cup in front of Wang Xiaoliang a little less than