Lin Xun put down his phone and walked into the Bureau of Culture, his mind full of confusion.
What's so secretive that it had to wait till the weekend to be discussed?
As soon as he reached the second floor of the 'Bureau of Culture Special Office', he heard the scratching voice of Ye Xiaoqi:
"This round doesn't count! You lack martial ethics, attacking me unexpectedly! Let's fight again!"
He saw a group of female colleagues circled around Ye Xiaoqi, who was dressed in a tank top and hot pants.
The other person was someone Lin Xun has never met before...a handsome young boy wearing glasses, who looked young enough to still be in junior high school.
The boy adjusted his glasses and sneered, "A loss is a loss. We agreed to a breezy two-thousand spirit energy game."
"If you can't pay up, that's fine. You'll just have to call me team leader from now on."
Ye Xiaoqi widened her eyes: "Call you, a little brat, my team leader? Dream on!"
