Lin Feng strolled back to the green restaurant with a check in his arms. As soon as he entered, he couldn't help shouting like a five million-child: "I'm back."

But Lin Yong and Dong Cunfeng, like two defeated crickets, squatted on the stool in front of the service desk, smoked a cigarette butt in their mouths, and the air was filled with smoke, and the ground was covered with cigarette butts.

Lin Feng asked doubtfully, "What's the matter again? Are they all cooked?

Lin Yong threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, took out the subcontract from his arms and said to Lin Feng, "This earthwork can't...