At noon, He Lang took them to the supermarket cafeteria.
He Nan scanned the room. "Where's Dad?"
He Lang chuckled. "He'll be here soon."
Whenever Mr. He came to work, he never missed a single meal here.
Just as they got their food and found a place to sit, they saw Mr. He approaching. A few people followed behind him, chatting and laughing. Mr. He looked like their leader, his hands clasped behind his back.
Seeing his father's impressive demeanor, He Nan couldn't help but laugh. "Dad looks several years younger like this. It seems he's really happy working here."
He Lang was used to it. He said, "I pay the old man a monthly salary and cover his meals. Plus, everyone knows he's my dad, so they're all very respectful to him. He's loving it."
He Nan nodded. 'No kidding,' he thought. 'The man walks with a swagger now.'
Xiao Nian stood up and called out to Mr. He, "Grandpa!"
