Amidst the crowded people, Su Xiaoxiao saw Zhang Dongmei's flushed face from the squeezing and immediately changed direction, struggling to move towards her.
Zhang Dongmei was desperately squeezing forward and had just squeezed into the second row when someone yanked the back of her collar.
"Who the hell is pulling me?"
She angrily turned around and came face-to-face with Su Xiaoxiao's half-smiling face, the fire in her heart was instantly doused with cold water.
Her heart skipped a beat: "Why... why are you pulling me?"
Su Xiaoxiao's smile didn't reach her eyes: "Why do you think? I'm here to collect my bicycle."
"Bicycle? What bicycle? Didn't we agree that if I scored better at the department store, then the bet counts as your win?"
Zhang Dongmei said this with a guilty conscience, because she knew very well that was not what they had agreed upon before.
Who could have foreseen that Su Xiaoxiao had such stupid luck and went to the Meat Processing Plant as an instructor.
