Li Zijie stared blankly. He finally understood what Gu Linlin's panting meant.
The receptionist barely lifted an eyelid, sneering inwardly. He had seen this kind of thing all the time.
Li Zijie clutched his ID card and walked out of the hotel, utterly dejected.
Most Kuai Pao users were happy on New Year's Day because the platform was offering crazy subsidies. But for Li Zijie, it was the gloomiest day imaginable.
His girlfriend's panting and the guy's voice saying, "This milk tea is really good," kept replaying in his mind.
Maybe he was talking about the milk tea. Maybe not.
「Meanwhile.」
Far away in Hu City, Zhang Xuhao was also following Kuai Pao's recent progress. When he saw their extravagant marketing stunt—treating the whole city to milk tea—he was completely blown away.
'If I could copy that in Hu City, my brand's reputation would skyrocket!'
But the moment he thought about the required funds, his spirits sank. He had no money!
