Although Xin Zhu really hated that guy deliberately bumping into him, he hadn't actually thought of doing anything to the other party.
He dawdled for a while at the entrance, then slowly walked over.
"You… what did you do to him?"
"Fired him." Chuzheng tapped the table, motioning for him to sit down and eat.
"Just fired him?"
Chuzheng asked back with a perfectly straight face, "Or what?"
Xin Zhu kept feeling that something was off, but couldn't put his finger on it for the moment.
The next day, Xin Zhu saw a new assistant, much more steady than the last one, and already married.
Every day, besides checkups, all he had left was playing games, watching TV, and learning about the outside world through the internet.
Chuzheng wouldn't allow him to go out…
Xin Zhu cupped his face in his hands and sat on the steps, sighing.
He wanted to go out and have a look…
Ding dong—
The front gate doorbell was pressed.
