As the waitress ran out quickly, Zhang Ba's face was more ugly than before. He poked me on the shoulder and whispered, "Jiang Cheng, I can understand what you want to make up to five million dollars, but the price of what I just pulled out is not very high. Now you take something out, people immediately go to the supervisor. What should I say uuuuuuuuuuuu I'm either jealous or I'm unavoidable to have trouble with my face. After all, I'm a teacher, don't you think so?

I said earnestly, "Master, because you are a master, you have already helped me out by two million dollars. How can I be...