If you have the guts, drink a bowl first and show me your appreciation!
Especially Brother Qiang’s last sentence made him extremely annoyed.
What does it mean to be much easier to accept?
What's the difference between drinking one bowl and two bowls?
No matter how much you drink, it can't change the fact that this will make you eat shit!
You still have the nerve to bring up the last time? Did you drink the golden soup voluntarily that time?
You guys forced me to drink it down by holding me down!
Fang Wenxuan said with a dark face: "Are you kidding me? This joke is not funny."
Brother Qiang shook his head: "No, I'm serious this time. Of course, these are the words that Teacher Xia Tian asked me to bring to you."
"If you're angry about something, go talk to him. Don't get angry with me! After all, I'm just a messenger. How to deal with the matter is a matter between you two."
Fang Wenxuan shook his head: "Humph! This condition is not acceptable, absolutely not acceptable."
"No matter what, I will never drink the golden soup."
"Go back and ask him again to see what his requirements or conditions are."
Brother Qiang: "Don't ask. Teacher Xia Tian already told me before I came back. That's his only condition. He has no other requirements and he won't change them."
"He also said that this wasn't a hindrance. He just wanted to use this method to make you a person who keeps his word."
Fang Wenxuan cursed, "Bah! Even if you keep your word, you can't just drink the shit soup!"
"Humph! I think Xia Tian did this on purpose. He just can't stand my good side. He's afraid that after I use the machine, I'll surpass them in the progress of the subsequent tasks."
"I never thought he would be such a sinister and narrow-minded person."
Brother Qiang laughed and said, "Haha! I've already passed on the message. It's up to you to decide what to do!"
"I have something else to do, so I won't continue talking to you."
After saying that, Brother Qiang stood up and walked out of the house.
As for Fang Wenxuan, he was too lazy to care.
Anyway, there is nothing valuable in my house. It would be great if he really took something. Maybe I can use this opportunity to exchange it for a ten thousand yuan mobile phone to play with.
Seeing Brother Qiang get up and leave, Fang Wenxuan also hurriedly left the room.
Now that the matter was discussed, there was no point in him staying any longer.
Instead of spending this much time, he might as well go back and think about how to solve the problem of the harvester.
He definitely couldn't drink the golden soup, but he had to use this harvester.
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