"The surveillance camera is broken, so it didn't record anything. If you're looking for someone to blame, you should blame it on your own bad luck. The heavens... they don't spare bad women, you just got what you deserved!" The security guard repeated exactly as Lushen had instructed him, his expression uglier than crying. Saying these words, he felt like slapping himself, let alone the victim of the car vandalism.
Lushen, after listening, was still not quite satisfied and corrected, "First, don't pause in the middle of 'Heaven doesn't spare bad women'; second, your expression should be arrogant, your actions cool, preferably with a smug look. Get what I mean?"
"..."
"Do you not want your job anymore?"
"I get it!"
"Good." Lushen patted his shoulder, smiling contentedly. "Next, it's your showtime. Don't disappoint me, or you know the consequences, heh..."
The security guard shivered, nodding hastily.
