That night, Ling Meng gave Shan Zhu another two hundred red envelope, and after sending it out, he also spurned himself, almost like a kickback.

The other side still received it in seconds, and returned him with a "thank you boss" emoji.

Shan Zhu: What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?

Ling Meng: Pies...

Shan Zhu: You mean, the steamed stuffed buns that were crushed in the Second Canteen, and the pies that were flattened and baked?

Ling Meng: Yes...

Shan Zhu: Good boss, I know the boss.

Shan Zhu: Next time you don't need to give out red envelopes, just sing a song and you'll get it.

Ling Meng: Haven't you sung enough today?I sang until my voice became hoarse.

Shan Zhu: Then tomorrow I will soak some fat sea for you.

Ling Meng covered her face, the delivery service of Mang Tuan was quite good.

What he didn't know was that when Shan Zhu sent him a wechat message, he was still chatting privately with Erfangguan.

Mangosteen: Classmate Teddy.

Qiuqiu Little Teddy:?

Qiuqiu little Teddy: Mang God, tell me!

Mangosteen: Your avatars are so cute.

Qiuqiu little Teddy: You said this before, ah, do you want another expression?

Mangosteen: No, just in case someone else wants to ask you to draw...

Qiuqiu Little Teddy:?

Qiuqiu Little Teddy: I ​​understand what you mean!Do not worry! !

Qiuqiu little Teddy: If that Guava really comes to me, I will say that my English is not good, and draw him a banana!

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