“Zhao Jing is so disgusting!”
“Hang Hang, think of something.”
Li hang naturally wouldn’t let the situation continue. He replied, “I got it.”
Then, Li Hang opened a dialog box.
[ Rou Rou, how many tickets do you want? ]
The other party replied very quickly.
[ hang hang, do you mean to help me buy tickets? ]
[ yes. ]
[ that’s great, Hang Hang, I want two tickets. ]
[ no problem. ]
Then, Li Hang promised the other people.
There were a total of ten tickets.
Li hang put his phone back on the table and looked up at boss Wang.
If boss Wang was really the boss of a real estate company, then ten tickets shouldn’t be a big deal to him, right?
Then, what kind of excuse should she find?
Li hang narrowed his eyes.
After the musical ended, the three of them left together.
Li hang held his phone and frowned slightly, as if he had something on his mind.
Boss Wang quickly noticed that something was wrong with Li Hang and asked with concern, “What’s wrong with Hang?”