Chapter 77 Relief

• "Look at you. You can only make 1000 yuan a month. I'm afraid even three meals a day is difficult for you. Do the maths yourself." Seeing that Yan Anmo was ignoring him, Manager Wang felt slightly deflated, but he was even more unwilling to give up.
• The worst thing was, everyone was waiting to laugh at him. If he couldn't win over Yan Anmo, he would become a joke.
• "Manager Wang, can't you see that she's ignoring you?"