บท 404: It's a Small Matter, and I'm Done

January 24th, Monday…

Pei Qian's expression was dark as he walked into the office and went into his own room.

Over the weekend, he had visited all 21 shared phone booths in the various shopping malls. By the time he was done, his heart had been completely broken.

Of these 21 phone booths, Zhang Wang had only personally made the one at Huanyu Tianjie. The other twenty had been produced in a factory.

Now, the GOG heroes had been painted on all 21 phone booths. The insides of the phone booths had also been filled with things that had nothing to do with phone booths—in Pei Qian's opinion—such as drinks machines, jukeboxes, capsule machines, and the like.

The phone booth had been well and good at first, but now, it had turned into a mini and multi-functional entertainment room!