Super Zoo-Chapter 544 - 539: Resign and Come Help Me

Leaving the sub-bureau, Suming took out the card and handed it to Old Dong, instructing him to go back and distribute it among the security guards who were "on duty" today.

This card was the pocket money Suming usually carried with him, and it wasn’t much, totaling less than 140,000.

"Isn’t this a bit too much?" Old Dong gasped in shock. There were ten security guards, and on average, each person would receive more than 10,000. Everybody would be thrilled this time, but it would be difficult to handle similar situations in the future. With money distribution, you can only give more, not less, at the very least keeping it even. Otherwise, there would be grumbling among those who got less in the future.

You can’t just give away 10,000 to each person every time there’s a need for action in the future.

"It’s not all going to be distributed," Suming waved his hand and said, "Give each of the security guards who went on duty today a bonus of 1,000 each, take 3,000 for yourself and Su Meng gets 3,000. The rest of the money is for the welfare of the Security Section, to purchase equipment, improve the meals, and keep some discretionary bonuses. How to spend it, Old Dong, is up to you to decide."

Don’t doubt the ones you employ, don’t hire the ones you doubt. Since the Security Section was handed over to Old Dong, these tasks of winning hearts were Suming’s responsibility to not meddle with, leaving it all to Old Dong to handle. This facilitates his establishment of authority in the Security Section and his command-and-coordination in the future.

Anyway, as long as the security guards knew the money came from him, that was enough.

"All right, you can count on me." Old Dong nodded, taking the card and the men and left.

"When you get a chance, help me thank that Yang..." Suming said to Nangong Yan.

"Little Yang is no issue; I’ve known him since we were kids, I call him ’bro’." Nangong Yan said.

"Huh? Just how many good ’bros’ do you have?" Suming asked with feigned jealousy.

Today, Nangong Yan’s mood swung wildly from one extreme to another. Initially, she was terrified by her car being smashed, though she pretended to be composed. Then, she was infuriated by the bullying, the first time anyone had threatened her like that in her life. Lastly, when Suming recklessly stood up for her, even getting physical in front of the whole street and her best friend, her heart melted with sweetness.

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Overall, her mood was good, she leaned her head on Suming’s shoulder and said with a giggle, "I have many ’bros,’ but you’re the only good ’bro’ I have."

This was an intimate conversation between lovers, both Suming and Nangong Yan were flirting in the front when Suming suddenly remembered there was someone else in the car.

With a slight motion of his shoulder, Suming gave a hint, and Nangong Yan quickly understood. She immediately sat upright, turned her head, and smilingly said to Yang Ying sitting in the back, "Yang Ying, where do you live? I’ll drop you off first. You must have been scared today; better go home early and rest."

That’s what happens when women stick together; nothing is as important as shopping. While Suming and Huang were chatting earlier, Nangong Yan had taken Yang Ying around the shops near the entrance and bought new outfits.

Yang Ying sat quietly in the backseat, unnoticed, but upon being mentioned by Suming, she hesitated and said, "I’m alright. Anyway, none of us have eaten yet, so how about I treat you both to dinner to say thanks? Today’s incident is my fault; if it weren’t for my insistence on practicing driving with Nangong’s car, none of this would have happened."

Suming didn’t speak, glancing sideways to gauge Nangong Yan’s reaction. Nangong turned back and chuckled at Shen Ying, "There’s nothing to thank us for; it’s all because of that dog that suddenly darted out. You were pretty calm; if it had been me, I might have panicked and hit the gas instead of the brake in that moment, which would have been a real mess."

Nangong was genuinely kind-hearted, not wanting Shen Ying to feel any guilt. Today’s issue, from beginning to end, cost both sides nearly a million, not even considering the impact and the aftermath. Ultimately, it was indeed related to Shen Ying.

"But I was the cause of it all. Oh, Mr. Su, those people looked quite influential—won’t they cause you any trouble?" Shen Ying asked.

"It’s not a big deal; the matter is settled," Suming declared, looking ahead without turning his head.

If the other party insisted on pursuing the matter, heh... Suming touched his phone; there was still a recording of the incident inside. Just the phrase "I have connections in the police station and the courthouse, get you in jail and skin you alive" would be enough to deliver a crippling blow to them.

"Good to hear. I’m quite hungry too." Shen Ying sneakily glanced at Suming’s profile and said, "You guys pick the place, my treat!"

"Great, I’m going to gouge you today! Let’s have a feast! To the newly opened Japanese restaurant on the pedestrian street!" Nangong Yan declared.

Suming was at a loss for words. A feast, and Japanese food—what the heck was the connection? Maybe for a cat’s feast it would be suitable...

"Does Mr. Su, being a man, enjoy Japanese food?" Shen Ying asked Nangong Yan. However, her voice was just loud enough so that Suming could overhear.

"Oh yes, I love eating Japanese food," Suming laughed.

"What?" Shen Ying was stunned.

Nangong smirked and patted Suming on the shoulder, "Don’t listen to him. He’ll eat anything."

...

In the Japanese restaurant, several girls wearing kimonos who were clearly Huaxia people, spoke in twisted Japanese. Entering the small room, they had to remove their shoes and sit cross-legged on the tatami mats. If Shen Ying hadn’t been there, Suming might have almost squatted down instead.

Japanese food is known for its refinement and visual appeal, and the tableware was very pretty. The portions, however, were just as Suming had always believed, adequate only for feeding cats. A whole table of dishes might still not be enough for the cats at Whisperwind Pavilion.

At the table, Shen Ying kept toasting with Suming. The sake wasn’t very strong, and since the other party was a friend of Nangong’s, Suming didn’t want to hurt her feelings by refusing, so he drank quite a bit.

Feeling a bit tipsy, he brought up the question he had intended to ask Nangong in private without overthinking it, right in front of Shen Ying.

"If your job is so tiring, just quit. I could use some help at my place," Suming suggested.

"What could I possibly do at your place?" Nangong pouted, "Are you going to support me?"

"I have no problem supporting you, and it’s even better if you want to work. Seriously, my company is really short-staffed right now, especially when it comes to dealing with the media. Every time, I have to go myself."

Suming placed his chopsticks down and chuckled, "Have you forgotten? Back when I was in the boat business, I said that once my business grew, you’d be my spokesperson..."

It was a joke at the time, but Suming had kept it in his heart. Nangong stared at him for several seconds, "You’re not just joking because you’ve had too much to drink, are you?"

"No," Suming shook his head.

Lack of manpower was one thing; as the company continued to grow, they indeed needed more capable people. But even with a shortage, he wouldn’t normally consider bringing his girlfriend into the business. The recent car-smashing incident was a wake-up call for Suming. As his business expanded, he realized that sometimes he indeed neglected Nangong.

Bringing her to work by his side was a form of protection, both for her and for their relationship.

"Hmm... I’ll think about it and let you know," said Nangong.

All this time, Shen Ying quietly watched the two of them, saying nothing. She took a sip of her drink, feeling a slight bitterness.

After a meal that left them both full and satisfied, Nangong drove Suming and Shen Ying back. Suming had just returned to the zoo when he saw Guo Zijian leading a large group of zoo staff in ’training’.

"What the hell, you guys playing ghosts?"

And indeed, they were ’playing ghosts’.