The end of the world is coming: My waiter is too Buddhist

Since the Wang family had guests, Lin Xiaoxiao was happy to have some free time. She just wandered around outside for a while and then went back to her own courtyard to sleep.

While she was sleeping soundly, the atmosphere in the quiet hall of the Wang family was heavy. The head of the family, Wang Fugui, had a frown on his face, and the armrests of the hard mahogany chair were slightly deformed by his pinching.

The silent atmosphere is like a pool of chewing mud, making people want to escape but being trapped where they are.

boom!

The ceramic teacup and the wooden table collided with each other with a loud clatter, and the tea splashed out, adding a touch of clutter to the mirror-like tabletop.

"Old man, just say whatever you want to say. I don't want to waste time with you here."

Wiping off the tea splashed on his clothes, Wang Luo picked up a piece of cake, looked at it, and threw it back on the plate: "Why does the kitchen always make such dry pastries? It's not interesting at all."

"Luo'er, don't talk like that."

Wang Ying stopped Wang Luo who wanted to continue talking, and handed the tea to Wang Fugui: "Although the Gu family is powerful, we don't have to be afraid of them. Zheng Qi is not..."

"Zheng Qi can only be cooperated with for a short period of time." After taking a sip of tea, Wang Fugui finally spoke, but his brows were still furrowed and he looked very worried.

"We have lost all of our branches. The reason why those people don't dare to attack our Wang family is simply because they don't know what other cards a century-old family like us has."

Slowly putting down the teacup, Wang Fugui's deep gaze passed through the carved wooden door and looked directly at the servants who were working silently in the yard.

"The Gu family is just a pawn to explore the way. Behind them are those old guys who are unwilling to spit out bones..."

Wang Ying tightened her fingers around the cup and tried to keep her voice calm: "Didn't we join the New Human Plan? Could they still do this to their partners..."

As she spoke, Wang Ying's voice became weaker and weaker, because even though she seldom went out for a long time, she understood that in this end times, no interest relationship could be permanent.

The two were silent again, and then Wang Luo stood up and said, "What are you afraid of? We don't need to be afraid of the uneducated Gu family.

I have also used the weapons that Lin Xiaoxiao brought personally. With the newly trained team of psychics, it will be no problem for us to defeat a small Gu family.

As long as the beating is strong enough, I don't believe there will be any more clowns who dare to come and cause trouble!"

After saying this, he looked sideways at his father.

In the dark twilight, this tall, calm man with a stern face now looked particularly short as he leaned on a mahogany chair, and his wrinkled expression made him look even more haggard and fragile.

He is old.

Thinking of this, Wang Luo felt inexplicably irritated, so he took two steps forward, picked up his father's teacup and drank it all: "Dad, if you don't want to do this, you can leave it to me."

As night fell, the lights in the house lit up automatically, and the originally dark room instantly became bright. As the head of the family, Wang Fugui relaxed his brows, stood up and patted Wang Luo on the shoulder.

"That's great. I've grown up after being away for a while."

His father's palm was still warm and generous, and Wang Luo's irritability gradually disappeared, so he turned around and sat back in his seat.

"You are just too thoughtful, old man. You always think about the aristocratic family with a century-old foundation. What era is this? You should act when it is time. There is no coward in our Wang family."

The words were sonorous and powerful, but the next moment his mouth was blocked by dry snacks.

"You are such an ignorant child. Eat more. You don't need to worry about the family affairs. Your father and I will take care of it."

Poking Wang Luo's forehead with her index finger, Wang Ying straightened his messy shirt collar and said, "Our Wang family will naturally give careful consideration to the cooperation with Hope Shelter. Don't worry too much about it, kid."

While chewing the sweet and dry snack, Wang Luo unbuttoned his shirt which was completely tied by his old mother and was a little stuck at his neck after hearing this.

"Although your son is indeed a rare handsome man in the world, I am not a succubus that all women will fall in love with. Don't worry about someone marrying me for our family's wealth. They may be more powerful than us."

Thinking of the food and weapons in the Hope Shelter, Wang Luo felt that his father was just like a fool who was afraid that others would steal his steamed buns every day.

If it was the low-class and tactless people like the Gu family, they might really be thinking about the Wang family's trifles, but Lin Xiaoxiao was a ruthless person who could build a shelter in the wilderness by herself and attack the Tang family's underground laboratory over a long distance. It was impossible for her to look down on the Wang family.

To be honest, if Lin Xiaoxiao wasn't interested in him, he would have used his beauty to bring some benefits to the Wang family. What a pity...

Just when Wang Luo was lamenting in his heart that he was handsome but no one appreciated him, his old mother shook her head helplessly: "This child is too naive. Go to bed early. You don't need to get involved in the cooperation."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now."

Having witnessed his family's stubbornness and obstinacy since childhood, Wang Luo was wondering if he would turn around and leave. The room fell silent for a moment.

No one knew what Wang Miao said to his stubborn parents, but the next day the servants of the Wang family began to pack and prepare the luggage for the Wang siblings to go out.

At the same time, Lin Xiaoxiao was once again invited to the restaurant for lunch. This time, there was an old man with white hair and beard and a kind smile at the table.

"Grandpa, you are actually free to have dinner with us today!"

Wang Luo, who had just walked into the restaurant with Lin Xiaoxiao, immediately exclaimed, because the last time he saw his grandfather having dinner with his family was during the Chinese New Year before the apocalypse.

He hasn't seen his grandfather for a long time since the end of the world.

"You kid, you didn't even come to see me when you came back. I'm so bored all by myself."

The old man had a loud voice and a straight back, and his approachable words and actions made Lin Xiaoxiao feel good about him.

She had lived alone since she was a child and rarely met such a kind elder. She felt inexplicably envious of Wang Luo.

Just as she was staring at the old man in a daze, his kind eyes fell on her.

"Little aunt, you are Lin Xiaoxiao who wants to do business with the Wang family, right?"

"Ah? Yes, Grandpa, you know me too?"

Lin Xiaoxiao smiled at the old man very friendly and touched her stomach: "Well, I'm a little hungry. How about we sit down and eat while we talk?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Miao immediately pulled Lin Xiaoxiao to sit down: "Xiaoxiao, there is good news today. Look, mother knows that you are interested in mutant food, so she specially asked the chef to make some more. Try it and see how it tastes."

Compared to yesterday's coldness, Wang Miao seemed very enthusiastic today. He looked a bit more lively like a young man, and even changed his hairstyle to a more playful short one.

Lin Xiaoxiao ate the food Wang Miao picked for her without any psychological burden and winked at her: "Then I have to thank my sister for speaking well for me."

The two of them smiled at each other tacitly, and Wang Fugui, who was sitting at the top, coughed dryly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Lin Xiaoxiao, the Wang family has received your cooperation intention for the shelter. After discussion, I suggest that both parties can reach an agreement..."

Halfway through the conversation, the grandfather sitting opposite Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly put down his chopsticks heavily and said, "Fugui, when we are eating, we should be brief. The details of the cooperation can be written in detail in the contract."

After saying this, the old man smiled and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao: "Little girl, I wonder if I can go to your shelter to play?"