"These bastards, all they know is stuffing their own faces!"
He angrily flicked away the cigarette butt in his hand and crushed it under his foot.
"Lunch is here." Leng Zimo heard his complaining from outside the door and stepped up the stairs. "Madam knew you couldn’t leave this post, so she specifically told me to bring the table up to you."
Adam took the beer, saw Leng Zimo coming over with a tray in his hands, hurried forward to meet him and took the tray. He pinched a piece of meat and tossed it into his mouth; after tasting it, he immediately exclaimed, "This is absolutely amazing!"
Leng Zimo pulled open the ice-beer tab and handed it to him. "Have some cold beer."
It was summer, and at a time like this, an ice-cold beer was pure enjoyment. Adam took the beer and gulped down a big mouthful; a coolness swept through his whole body in an instant. Looking at Leng Zimo again, he found him more and more pleasing to the eye. "You’re the real buddy. Those guys are all assholes."
Leng Zimo smiled. "I brought enough for two. I heard there’s someone else here. If you want, you eat first, I can take the other portion downstairs?"
"No, no, I’ll go myself." Adam waved his hand quickly.
"It’s fine. I’m not hungry anyway, if you’re hungry you eat first." Leng Zimo picked up the tray on the table.
"Really, you can’t." Adam hurriedly stopped him. "If the boss finds out, I’m finished. There are cameras all over in here, and Rome can see them too."
He just took Leng Zimo as trying to help him out, didn’t think much of it, and casually let these secrets slip.
"Okay, then you go in. I’ll keep an eye out here for you." Leng Zimo didn’t insist.
Adam went downstairs with the lunch, while Leng Zimo leaned against a pillar and quietly observed the surroundings. His gaze swept past the surveillance devices mounted on the wall, then he quickly drew his eyes back.
Cameras?

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