Wen Jian tried to persuade Qin Yitan.
"Qin Yitan, forget it. It doesn't matter if we can't eat coconuts. We still have a lot of food."
"That's true, but... forgetting this matter? That's impossible!" Qin Yitan thought.
It was not his style to take a step back. He only liked adding oil to the fire.
"Hahahahaha, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like they're like kindergarteners fighting over food."
"The commenter in front, aren't you laughing too loudly? However, it's quite funny. Hahahahaha!"
"Ha! Oh ho! Fight, fight!"
"I bet one cent that Lu Mingyu will win! After all, Qin Yitan was the one who got beaten up so many times!"
Those who watched the fun never thought that things would get out of hand.
The director, who was eating his lunch box, was worried. "Are they really going to start fighting?"
