"Hey, Director Yang, if you had told me you were coming over yesterday, we could have played some other tricks," Big Zhou said with a lecherous grin.
"Get lost!"
Yang Wei was really pissed off inside. He had spent the whole night on tenterhooks, and this guy had comfortably slept cuddling a bare-assed woman, and God knows how many rounds he had fired off!
"Eh, Director Yang, you're so fired up early in the morning. Why don't you come inside and we can do some morning exercises to cool you down? Zhao Yang, you coming or not? Let's all do it together!"
As he spoke, Big Zhou reached out to pull someone in, but Zhao Yang and Yang Wei each gave Big Zhou a punch. Yang Wei showed him the face of his watch: "Look at the time!"
"Oh, what's the big deal about being a little late? Don't you guys know that 'flower' or 'folding' thing..."
"'If the flower is worth picking, pick it straight away; don't wait till there are no flowers to pick the branch...'"
