“I’m so annoying!”
An old coal miner in his fifties looked at Feng Yin and Cui Tianze without any concealment, and even complained about the leader’s inaction.
Another master who was entrusted with two people smiled honestly and said nothing.
“Kong Shulin, it’s almost the same. If you want to do it, how can we talk so much nonsense?”
Master Zhang opened his mouth, Kong Shulin reluctantly sulked and pointed at Cui Tianze and said, “Then I will take him with him! I won’t take him!”
Kong Shulin has natural hostility towards women. His eyes are not eyes, and his nose is not nose. He looked at Feng Yin with a tsk, and said, “I’m coming to pay the gold again. When they go out, they will be the leader. Can we compete with them!”
“Don’t blame us for not reminding you, the mine.”
“Old Kong, okay, I’ll take him, I’ll take him!”
The master named Liu Wangde next to him stood up and asked Feng Yin, “What’s your name?”
“My name is Feng Yin.”
The two of them had a preliminary understanding, and Kong Shulin cut again and turned to look at Cui Tianze.
“What’s your name?”
“Ah? My name is Cui Tianze, that-I am the weakest one.”
Cui Tianze raised his right hand and looked at Kong Shulin very seriously and said, “Master Kong, I may cry!”
What’s the matter!
What are you saying!
This is Kong Shulin’s true thought.
“You are a big man, don’t swear!”
Kong Shulin, who was talking, glanced at Feng Yin and slapped Cui Tianze on the shoulder with a strong slap, saying, “What are the big men afraid of! Tears are the little girls, what does it have to do with us!”
Cui Tianze listened to the provocative words, felt the scorching pain on his shoulder, and looked at Feng Yin without any tears.
“Boss Feng Yin, it’s not what I said! I have never thought about the conscience of heaven and earth!”