"Mr. Gu, do you need anything?"
Manager Ma stared at Gu Heng eagerly, hoping that the next second Gu Heng would grandly gesture and say, "Bring me a Shenlong Set, a Big Three Yuan," or something of that sort...
Ranran and Qiuqiu were also full of anticipation, pressing closer and closer to Gu Heng...
Even Yu Han, who had been maintaining a calm facade, couldn't help but squeeze her palm...
But the next second, the words that came out of Gu Heng's mouth made everyone's smiling faces freeze.
"Get me two bottles of Wangzai Milk. I've been singing for a while, and my throat feels uncomfortable; I need some milk to soothe it."
After hearing this, Manager Ma's heart, originally burning with anticipation, suddenly cooled, but still holding onto a sliver of hope, he kept bending over, waiting for Gu Heng to continue...
