Zhou Feng stopped his actions and turned to look at Zhou Peng.
Zhou Peng shrank his head, already prepared to be scolded.
However, instead of receiving a reprimand from Zhou Feng, he was praised.
"Lao San, you've grown up."
Zhou Feng nodded with a sense of relief.
The environment will make people grow, now that it's the apocalypse.
His once indolent third brother is also slowly growing, beginning to understand how to think.
"So, big brother, you also..."
Zhou Peng seemed to hesitate.
Although he was a scoundrel, he still had deep feelings for his two brothers.
He didn't want Zhou Feng to have any unpleasantness with Zhou Gang.
"Lao Er is a person with ideas, used to being the boss outside, and most of the people who came over are his former subordinates, all listening to him."
Zhou Feng put down the pen in his hand, sat heavily on the chair, and let out a long sigh:
