But soon the two of them understood why the other person wasn't good at speaking English.
Because the guy who answered the call wasn't a customer service rep at all; he was actually the owner of the gaming company.
Their company had already gone bankrupt, and he was the only one left dealing with the remaining assets.
No wonder he was up at eight in the morning working.
If it were a real Parisian working-class customer service person, you probably couldn't reach them before noon.
Otherwise, if they actually thought the workers in the old revolutionary area were mere cattle, they should consider the glorious achievements of their unions in the past.
Luobu, frustrated by the other person's lack of fluency, became increasingly anxious and couldn't help but throw in some German.
It turned out that while the guy wasn't good at English, he was actually quite fluent in German.
So Luobu simply started communicating with him in German.
The communication immediately became smoother.
