When the team leader was being sent off, Xiao Chenye ran over to give him half a chicken. Although the team leader was upright and honest, Xiao Chenye still spoke.
"Uncle, we think of you as our real uncle, even though we aren't blood relatives, but you know the sentiment."
The team leader felt a bit tempted, but he always thought of Xiao Chenye as a little rascal full of tricks, "What do you want?"
"Hehe!" Xiao Chenye quickly shoved the chicken wrapped in oiled paper into his arms, "Look at you, suspecting others from your petty mind, assuming everyone's like you.
What could I need from you? Besides, any big issue for me is just a word for you, isn't it?"
Team Leader: "..."
Simply put, he must want something from him, this kid keeps getting craftier.
"Go on," the team leader said, feeling the little chicken in his arms, coughing lightly, "Anyway, mind your words too when you ask!"
