Chu Ge was smiling over here, while Zhang Yang, who was surrounded, glared at those young boys and girls, "Get out of my way, what are you trying to do?"
As he spoke, Zhang Yang reached out to a girl in front of him, attempting to shove her aside, but before his hand could touch the girl, his wrist was grabbed.
"What do you mean by 'what are they trying to do'? I'd like to ask you, what are you trying to do? Is this how you work as customer service?"
Zhang Yang looked at the hand on his wrist, turned his head, and glared angrily at Chu Ge, "Who the hell are you? How I do customer service is none of your business! You're a grown man, not working properly, and causing trouble over a damn game, aren't you ashamed? Let go of my hand!"
Chu Ge slightly tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Let's not talk about your work attitude first, let me ask you, is your shift over? If you're not at your post, where do you intend to go?"
