"Boss, please give a cup of Strawberry Boba!"
"Boss, please give a cup of Romance in Ti!"
"Boss, please give a cup of Spring in Ke Chen City!"
"..."
One cup of milk tea after another, under Lin Hao’s concoction, was handed to the milk tea lovers, and everyone who received a milk tea took a sip and showed a blissful smile on their face.
Even the young lady who was constantly taking work calls while waiting in line gave a heartfelt smile after sipping the milk tea.
This is a milk tea that brings happiness!
"Mr. Hua, why are you here? Weren’t you going to test your sword?"
"I was just settling scores, not life and death.
I have to say, brother, your shop indeed has a long line, the business is truly good... Tsk tsk, impressive.
I won’t interrupt your work with chit-chat, get a cup of cinnamon goji milk tea, just room temperature will do, I need a bit of a boost now."
"Alright, please wait a mont."
As Lin Hao began to concoct the milk tea, Mr. Hua turned around, raised his phone, a big smile on his face, and posed with a peace sign towards the cara.
Click!
Hmm...
This shot didn’t turn out well, let’s try another, the smile feels a bit silly.
Click!
Hmm...
This smile seems a bit unnatural, the hair is blocking the eyes, affecting the image.
While Lin Hao was making the milk tea, Mr. Hua was changing poses, taking photos up and down, left and right.
There were close-up selfies, and distant shots taken by the shop’s dedicated photographer.
The range of poses included but was not limited to making hearts, making a big heart, giving a thumbs up, jumping to make a large, crossing arms, putting hands on hips, placing hands in pockets, fluffing hair, covering forehead...
After about a hundred photos accumulated in his phone, Mr. Hua selected about a dozen photos with good lighting, poses, and composition, and skillfully imported them into the photo editing software—
Only I can discover and enhance my handsoness!
As he was editing photos, Mr. Hua asked Lin Hao:
"Brother, you don’t offer delivery here, limit one cup per person, for couples, the second cup is half price, so...
How many couples can one person bring?"
Lin Hao: ?
Is this even a question?
Before Lin Hao could open his mouth, Mr. Hua continued talking to himself:
"No no, can only bring one, bringing many would lead to disputes."
Lin Hao: ???
The people waiting in line behind Mr. Hua, upon hearing what he said, didn’t speak out loud, but those who knew each other started texting:
"Is this a social dia influencer?"
"Definitely! Check if there’s a cara."
"The guy looks handso, but isn’t his brain a bit off?"
"So things he’s wearing are quite expensive, did you see his watch, it at least costs 300,000."
"A wealthy fool?"
"Is he socially awkward?"
"..."
This information within the range covered by Divine Thought, Lin Hao could clearly see.
As for Mr. Hua, the opinions of others weren’t particularly important...
What’s important is, after sending the edited pictures to his grandpa, he imdiately received a 500,000 transfer from him.
Hmm, pocket money is replenished again.
Nice.
But this ti, grandpa gave quite a bit, previously each ti was only about 30 to 40 thousand.
Additionally, this ti ca with a note—
"Have fun with your buddy!"
Fun?
What’s there to play?
Lin Hao seems really busy here...
Looks like he can’t leave.
Should I just directly give this money to my buddy?
Hmm...
That might be a bit rude.
Forget it, if we’re going to have fun, it should wait until my buddy finishes his serious work.
Very soon, Mr. Hua received his cinnamon goji tea, took a sip, and felt a warm sensation in his lower abdon...
Good tea!
Good tea!
It’s worthy of my brother! Worthy of a family steeped in dicine, with deep-rooted traditions!
A cup of milk tea, with such profound skills...
No wonder so many people line up.
Unfortunately, one person can only get one cup per line, and can’t buy a place in line.
To line up again will take quite a while.
But...
As a third-generation wealthy individual, it feels like there’s no serious business to attend to.
So, I’ll queue up again!
Mr. Hua joined the end of the line once more.
Just at the right ti, while re-queuing, he could enjoy his milk tea while editing photos.
With nine photos ready, Mr. Hua was about to post them on his social dia when he thought for a mont.
He switched the fifth photo, which would display in the center of the post, with a picture of the milk tea shop’s sign...
Hmm.
This should do the trick.
# My brother’s shop, the milk tea tastes amazing! It’s so refreshing to drink! Friends, co check it out! #
And he included the shop’s address for navigation...
Then, he switched the phone interface to see what entertainnt options were available outside of Chenxi District.
After work, he might go out with his brother to have so fun...
His brother works pretty late, so maybe a foot soak and a sauna would be enough.
Wanting to play, Mr. Hua starts looking and searching...
"Huh? Why is everything so cheap? Only costing a few hundred bucks? Is such service reliable?"
Mr. Hua furrowed his brow but soon thought of a solution!
"I can call people out from Chenxi District!"
...
Soon, it was already three o’clock in the morning.
City Managent Team.
Inside the confinent room.
Many people were deeply asleep...
Amidst the snores, the Internet Troll opened his eyes, sharp-eyed.
"Tonight, I’m leaving here!
I absolutely cannot fail here! I have a bright future ahead!
I want to return ho gloriously and make that man who abandoned his family see how outstanding his son is!
I want him to know how wrong his past decisions were!"
Taking a deep breath, the Internet Troll mobilized his Spiritual Power, using their mysterious connection to communicate with the Contained Object!
Burn!
My Spiritual Power!
AAAAHHHHH!!!
Deep in the Sea of Consciousness, the Internet Troll used Secret Technique to burn his Spiritual Power, ignoring any restriction that could stop the return of the Contained Object!!!
No one can prevent from returning to the organization!
Just as the Internet Troll’s Spiritual Power in the Sea of Consciousness reached its peak, he keenly sensed sothing was off, as if a powerful presence were...
Watching him.
What’s happening?
The Internet Troll instinctively opened his eyes, seeing a man in his confinent room, wearing white clothes, carrying a Mourning Stick, sporting a tall hat, and sticking out a long tongue...
Who else but White Impermanence?
"Damn it, you aren’t stopping..."
Inside the confinent room, having heard of Zhen Haoren’s encounters, the Internet Troll felt that this White Impermanence likely was a mber of the City Managent Team!
White Impermanence frequently showing up in Ke Chen City is sure to fish for targets!
He, Zhen Haoren, the Dog Trainer, and others discovered from the Extraordinary Universal School and other organizations are all fish caught on the hook!
But the next second, the Internet Troll’s head was struck with the Mourning Stick.
Inside the Internet Troll’s head, the originally restless Sea of Consciousness completely cald down.
Burning?
Directly extinguished!
The Internet Troll suddenly lost control over his own body.
He reflexively thought, to return to the organization...
For the organization’s work, burning Spiritual Power and damaging his health seed wrong!
No!!!!!!!!
Can’t be influenced by White Impermanence!
The Internet Troll started roaring within the Sea of Consciousness:
"Damn it, if you have the guts, kill ! Twisting my will, what kind of skill is that!"
But as White Impermanence easily broke open the confinent room door and shut the Troll up...
The Internet Troll: This White Impermanence seems to be planning an escape with .
As White Impermanence moved with his body, "gently" opened the doors of Zhen Haoren and the Dog Trainer, and carried them on the shoulders...
The Internet Troll: White Impermanence must be leaning toward our Extraordinary Universal School...
At this mont, the Internet Troll started to feel his own power carefully.
Surging!
Powerful!
Even hearing the alarms going off from the City Managent Team, the Internet Troll showed no fear.
Only to see "himself" walk out of the confinent room, effortlessly lift a hand:
"Key co!"
In under ten seconds, the Contained Object returned to the Internet Troll’s hand!
At this mont, outside the confinent room was surrounded by a group of Extraordinaries...
"Internet Troll, stop resisting!"
"Internet Troll, you suddenly seem so strong, surely you’ve triggered so Secret Technique, risking your life?"
"..."
"Watching" the nervousness of the City Managent Team Extraordinaries, with his consciousness confined in the Sea of Consciousness, the Internet Troll laughed "hahaha":
"Secret Technique? Nothing of the kind! This is the mighty Lord White Impermanence!"
"Today, let you all experience the greatness of Lord White Impermanence!"
"Moths, tremble..."
The Internet Troll was very excited but quickly realized he shouldn’t laugh "hahahaha"...
That’s so unprofessional!
Should be—
"Cack-cack-cack-cack! Moths, tremble!"
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