"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."
