"If you don't want to run, that's fine, I won't force you," Xiao Feng chuckled. "Go back and bring your bankbook over, I've already chosen a charity, so donate to..."
Before he finished, Hui Yi interrupted, "Boss, don't say anything, I'll run!"
With that, without waiting for Xiao Feng to say more, he dashed out like the wind, as fast as a rabbit.
"Don't mind him, don't mind him, you all continue answering," Xiao Feng said sharply.
The remaining people looked at each other. There were only two answers in total, and two people had already paved the way, wasn't it obvious how to answer?
"Handsome!"
Everyone said in unison.
Xiao Feng sat down, leaning his body against the back of the chair, "Very good, each person runs ten laps, except for Old Ha; you can run just five laps."
Before the others could protest, Old Ha couldn't help but speak up, "Boss, why do I only need to run five laps?"
"Because you need to save your strength to cook for us."
