"Fake calcium oxide my ass!"
Shen Xiao cursed fiercely. He had just looked up the meaning of calcium oxide on his phone and discovered it was the chemical formula for CAO, which suited the situation perfectly for immediate application.
As a man of culture, I must make my insults culturally refined from now on.
"What's calcium oxide? I don't get it, Brother Xiao," Wu Yu scratched his head, utterly confused.
"That's the point, you're not supposed to get it. It's known as chemical formula swearing, taught by Sister Jin. You better learn it, got it?"
Shen Xiao wore a smug look, feeling his way of cursing had a certain classy appeal.
"Oh oh, Brother Xiao, you're so clever," Wu Yu didn't understand, but he still looked up at him with admiration.
While they were talking, the door to the private room was pushed open. It was Manager Luo himself who had come to inform them that they were being upgraded to an ultimate VIP private room to enjoy the highest level of VIP treatment.
