"Ma San, don't you fucking want to do it?" I rushed to the past and asked in anger.

Of course, the anger is feigned, and I knew they would be.

Ma San, presumably expecting it, stood up quickly and laughed. "In general, I heard about you yesterday. I stayed up all night and worked overtime to make such progress."

Before I spoke, Meng listened to Yun and scolded him politely. "Hurry up! I was here the day before yesterday and everything was all right for the night. Yesterday you were here and did such a little work. You still have the face to say you worked overtime?

Ma San can't...