"You're on, scared of you?"
Wu Xiaoshan had just heard Fang Xinran speak so confidently that he didn't even consider the boss and yelled in agreement without a second thought.
Seeing this, Fang Xinran beside him was stunned and hurried to stop Wu Xiaoshan.
"Then you say what we bet on."
The boss, with a smug smile, confidently crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Wu Xiaoshan provocatively.
"We're not betting with you, but this computer is just foreign trash."
Fang Xinran, afraid that Wu Xiaoshan would agree, quickly rejected the boss's challenge ahead of him.
"No guts, huh? You dare to talk back at my shop? If you haven't got the guts, then just beat it, or I won't be polite anymore!"
Wu Xiaoshan was clearly taken aback, not understanding why Fang Xinran was stopping him.
"Xinran, you said it's just trash, so why not bet with him?"
