It seems that Zhiwei Restaurant's selling snacks is the real blind box; you never know what surprise will be newly launched the next second.
Qin Huai walked directly to the end of the line and started queuing.
Tan Wei'an, still immersed in eating egg tarts: ?
Come on, buddy, we're employees now. If you want to eat something, you can take it to go right away. I, Tan Wei'an, may not have that face, but you, Qin Huai, can get Master Zhou to personally bake a new batch of egg tarts. What can't you take to go?
Do you love shopping so much?
Is this a new way of flaunting wealth?
Tan Wei'an could only follow Qin Huai in line, continue eating the egg tarts, and only after finishing did he have an empty mouth to explain, "It's all thanks to you."
"Thanks to me?"
