"Boss Huang, it's getting late. I should take my leave now. Let's keep in touch by phone!"
Ma Deqiang finished his hot water, then waved to Old Qin: "Elder Qin, let's go!"
"Alright..." Old Qin put down his teacup and responded cheerfully.
Huang Tao got up to see them off: "Take care, you two..."
"Boss Huang, no need to see us out, please stay."
Ma Deqiang smiled and gestured to Huang Tao to stay put, then walked out towards the restaurant door, hands behind his back, looking energetic.
The next second, he heard a child's voice: "Goodbye, Mr. Qin, goodbye, Mr. Ma..."
Ma Deqiang: "........................"
He looked at the starry sky, suddenly feeling a bit lost.
He knew he looked old, but it was the first time he realized he looked old enough to be called grandpa by a kid.
At that moment, he felt complicated inside.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to accept that title.
