"She's still young, it's up to her. Waiting until she graduates is also fine,"
There were no excessive farewells; two grown men weren't that sentimental.
Zuo Xingyun lit a cigarette, finished it, then patted Lao Hei's shoulder, walked to his desk, pulled open a drawer, and took out an envelope, "This is for you."
Lao Hei picked up the envelope, opened it, and glanced inside with some confusion.
Zuo Xingyun curled his lips into a light smile, "Your annual salary has been deposited into your account. The check inside is for settling down, and there's also a set of house keys. If you don't like the house, feel free to sell it. It's entirely up to you."
In the past, Lao Hei wouldn't have accepted extra money, and of course, he wouldn't have left, but now he had Shi Nian'an.
He nodded, "Thanks."
Zuo Xingyun was always generous to his subordinates. When Achen was discussing marriage, he also gifted a house, though Achen's plans never materialized.
Coming out of the building.