"Ha Ha Ha!!!"
Yang almost threw the phone at the edge of the bed while curling and holding his stomach. He laughed very hard when Guang Jin automatically hung up the call the moment he said that he can't go with him today.
He faced the ceiling and breathed in and out. Trying to calm himself down while imagining the CEO accepting his defeat. He rolled and spun on his bed. Every second, he will glance at his phone, waiting for another call.
"I guess he will not bother me today," Yang whispered to himself as he finally stood up from the bed. He spread his arms in the air and did a quick stretching. He was indeed in a very light mood. His smile almost touched his ears. He glanced again at the coat hanging beside the door. He formed a gun using his fingers, "Bang!" He closed one eye and acted like he shot the coat. "Man down," he mumbled.
