"Hey! Buddy, you've got to hand it over to me!"
Jiang Xiao reached out to demand it.
The man with a severed tongue tightly clung to the large spoon, stubbornly refusing to let Jiang Xiao take it away.
If he were to be force-fed again, death would seem a merciful release.
"Let go! This is the magical spoon! Because of the two fifty, I've always wanted two fifty! You know it! You can never be an artist like me, you have no talent!"
Jiang Xiao showed his anger.
"I'm telling you, aside from SpongeBob, nobody can take anything from me because I only act like a fool around him."
The man with the severed tongue was so frightened that he immediately let go, his face full of helplessness as he watched Jiang Xiao leave with the spoon.
Crazy, there must be something severely wrong with this Manager's brain—it must be from a top-tier lunatic!
Now, all he could do was pray that Jiang Xiao wouldn't come to feed him a ghastly mix of peanut oil, onions, and ketchup tonight.
