Chapter 688: Chapter 687: The Arrogant Lao Guoqiang
"Sorry, this is just a small stall, selling so snacks like oily tea is fine, but as for what you’re asking, I’m really powerless." The boss said sowhat apologetically, after all, a business person has to go to the supermarket to buy beef just for one custor?
Isn’t that a joke?
"Damn it, are you still doing business or not? A custor is ordering, and you’re not rushing to prepare, just mumbling around here. Believe it or not, I’ll smash your stall later?"
Lao Guoqiang started venting his anger, feeling very pleased suddenly.
Wu ngting and Chen Tianlong beside him watched this person being arrogant and despotic, sowhat disdainful. A person selling oily tea, you’re forcing them to prepare five pounds of beef, that’s clearly making things difficult.
However, Chen Tianlong decided to stay detached since Lao Guoqiang hadn’t interfered with him yet, so he had no opportunity to intervene. Anyway, this person wasn’t worth ntioning, but Hao Ren beside him posed a bit of a problem.
Judging from the Powerful Qi Wave from Hao Ren, this guy has leveled up during this period. Even though Chen wasn’t running his Heart thod, it’s hard to see what level he has reached instantly.
Thinking about this, Chen Tianlong furrowed his eyebrows. In this situation, his intervention seems wrong. He had no choice but to sit and watch the changes unfold.
"Young masters, please don’t make things difficult for . This is just a small business on the side, not a grand restaurant."
The uncle saw that the two looked tall and large, and their attire obviously indicated they were wealthy. He didn’t dare to oppose them.
"Damn it, did you **** hear , or what?"
Lao Guoqiang began to roar, completely disregarding everything, "I know you don’t have it here, but you have legs, why don’t you run for it? Screaming here and wasting ti."
"I... young masters, I don’t know how to make beef dishes, please spare ." The boss knew they were deliberately playing with him, but he had no way out, so he could only plead.
"Bang!"
A sharp sound startled Wu ngting, almost spilling the bowl of oily tea. Lao Guoqiang had slamd his palm on the table, splintering it into pieces all over the ground.
"Oh my, young masters, I’m really...."
The oily tea boss kneeled on the ground with a "thump
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