“There is such shameless thing in the world?”
Feng Yin, whose face was completely covered by a mask, said without mercy and made the man opposite suddenly change his face and look contemptuous.
“Do you know who I am?”
Feng Yin sneered and didn’t even want to give the man a look.
The man waited for Feng Yin to talk, but Feng Yin didn’t answer at all.
For a moment, the man was left aside.
“I tell you, if you weren’t young, ours were all young people, and I wouldn’t have come to you at all. I often come to this market. How many of the stores here are promotional videos I took.”
The man paused for a moment, and Feng Yin still didn’t say anything.
“I am an online food blogger. You should know that when you watch videos, you should know that if you like tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars in a video, how many people will there be? Then your pancake shop will become popular, are you still worried about not making money?”
The man talked freely, and the more he spoke, he became more and more excited, and he just spoke the smell of the pyramid scheme leader.
“You don’t believe it yet, look, this is my account!”
The man opened his mobile phone, expanded the page, and provided evidence to Feng Yin.
Feng Yin, who lowered his head, looked up.
“I don’t know you, I haven’t seen you before.”
In one sentence, I had a heart attack on the man.
“Okay, I wanted to give you a chance, but I didn’t expect you to be so ignorant. I’m called visiting a shop, and people don’t charge money. I can’t afford to eat a broken pancake stall.”
The man talked endlessly, belittled others and elevated himself between the lines.