Who just said with a cold face that they can play whatever they want, and that girl has nothing to do with him?
Yan Zisong really wanted to slap himself in the ear.
Looking back on the past, Yan Zisong felt that having a partner was a matter of mutual consent; he felt ridiculous when he looked at those people crying and shouting about love.
But now he knows, it turns out that he is just a shameless boss. She just pretends to be a loudspeaker and declares in the newspaper that she doesn't want to talk to you, but you still want to get close to her.
He couldn't help it; she was always the first thing he saw wherever he went; and since he entered the door and looked at her, he had paid no attention to anything else.
If any man dared to hang around her like this, he would have the intention to kill someone; not even Yao Jiabao and Song Shaofeng could do it!
Qin Xiaoman and Tongyao finally got up and walked to the front desk to return the coins.
The cashier who had already started counting the coins was suddenly pulled aside by Yao Jiabao, "This coin cannot be refunded."
"Didn't you say you can quit if you don't finish playing?"
Qin Xiaoman blinked and asked cautiously.
"Yes, it worked just now; it doesn't work now." Yao Jiabao said without a smile.
"Is there a mistake?!" Tong Yao shouted loudly, pointing at the wall, "It says, the remaining game coins of the day can be refunded. Take a look, take a look for yourself!"
Yao Jiabao didn't even raise his head. He calmly took a piece of paper from the table, wrote a few words and pasted it on the wall. He said without changing his face or heart, "This is a policy that has just been introduced."
A few crooked words were clearly written on the paper - once the coin is sold, it cannot be returned.
Seeing Tong Yao, she still looked unhappy and wanted to come forward to argue. Qin Xiaoman pulled her clothes from behind.
"Forget it, you can save it for next time."
He took nursery rhyme's arm and started to walk out.
At this time, suddenly there was a loud "dong" sound from inside. I don't know whether it was the chair being kicked over or the table being kicked.
Yao Jiabao glanced in the direction of the office, winked at Song Shaofeng with bared teeth, and immediately changed his face, "Hey... don't leave yet. The coins can be returned."
Tong Yao was angry, "You're not wrong?! Can you withdraw again?"
Yao Jiabao laughed and tore off the paper he had just pasted.
"A new policy has been introduced..."
It was midwinter evening, the quiet streets and the dim setting sun reflected the afterglow, making the sky appear even grayer.
The trees on the roadside were already empty, and there were only a few figures walking on the sidewalk. A black Mercedes-Benz drove smoothly on the road, with four people sitting in the car.