Manager Liu was still hesitating, but as Dazhuang was about to leave, he finally stomped his foot hard, "Hey, handsome, I misspoke earlier, don't go yet."
"Would you mind giving me another massage, please?"
Dazhuang pursed his lips, "Who are you to order me around? Tell me to massage and I do it, tell me to leave and I go?"
"You..." Manager Liu's face turned red, and he said nothing for a long time.
"Handsome, I apologize, okay? I was wrong earlier, so don't be mad at me," Manager Liu began to apologize to Dazhuang.
Everyone could see that Manager Liu wasn't sincerely apologizing, but at this moment, it wasn't right to not forgive when one has the upper hand.
So I nodded at Dazhuang.
Only then did Dazhuang turn around, muttering, "Ah... I'm just too soft-hearted, can't stand to see others in pain."
Although Manager Liu's face was plastered with a smile, his eyes were filled with malevolence, as if he wanted to devour Dazhuang.