"Brother Hua, go and help me with something."

"Hmm? What's the matter with Mr. Zong?"

"Yun Minghai just now, you followed him to a place where no one was going and made me a vegetable." Zong Shaotian said lightly.

"Mr. Zong isn't that your friend?"

"Brother Hua, do you think anyone can be my friend?"

"No, no, no, no," the man immediately lowered his head and said.

"Go."

"good!"

The driver seemed to have done this to Zong Shaotian a lot, so he got off the bus without hesitation.

Zong Shaotian sat in the driver's seat, held the steering wheel, and squinted his eyes and knocked.

How could Yun Minghai, the brother who was fighting for elementary school students, care about such nostalgia? If Yun Minghai had just gone to find his brother, that guy would never take it seriously. His brother is a big deal, would he take such things to heart?

Obviously not.

But if something happened to Yun Minghai, the situation would be different.

"Lin Xiaotian, Lin Xiaotian, you are afraid you will not live long."

Zong Shaotian smiled faintly and became happy.
Chapter completed!