Chapter 67 Love You, Love You! Break the company! Bad boss! his mother...
At ten o'clock in the morning, Tang Heng was wrapped in a big padded jacket and dragged to the emotional vent house in the suburbs with a dazed expression.
"..." He shifted his gaze to Fang Fei, who was wearing the same white jacket as him, and whose face was wrapped into a rice dumpling.
Dating? That's it?
Fang Fei didn't notice anything wrong at all, she nodded neatly and raised her eyebrows at him: How is it, great, isn't it?
Tang Heng was pushed into the venting room with an ellipsis on his head.
The boss is a fat male Beta in his forties. When he saw a guest, he immediately put on his signature smile and asked, "Is this the guest who reserved a top-level private room last night?"
"Yes." Fang Fei nodded, here One thing better than other stores is that it has top-level private rooms, including smashing bottles, smashing various objects, punching sandbags, and singing K, etc. to vent emotions.
The boss stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, and led them towards the private room.
He communicated enthusiastically with them along the way: "Now you young people are under too much pressure. My place is always full on weekdays. The day after tomorrow will be 30 years old. Today is our last day of business before the new year. You just happened to be in time."
He He looked proud, as if he was saying: If you come a day late, I won’t serve you!
But he looks kind and has a pleasant smile. He is not disgusting at all, but rather funny.
Fang Fei chatted with him casually.
Tang Heng followed behind tensely, very cautiously.
There are several private rooms here, and some of them are already occupied. No matter how good the sound insulation is, you can still hear the occasional sound of broken glass.
Sometimes it is accompanied by howling ghosts and howling wolves.
For example, when he passed by a small box, he could hear a "cracking" sound inside, and someone was cursing: "Take out! Broken company! Rotten boss! His mother's overtime can't wait for an extra eighth week! Beep beep——"
Mr. Tang shook his shoulders: What's the matter with the inexplicable feeling of being scolded?
"It's right here." The boss opened the door of a private room, invited the two of them in, and said with a smile, "This room is the best for sound insulation, you can smash and scold whatever you want in it, let alone the boss, scold the heavenly king and Lao Tzu." I can't even hear you."
After speaking, he tactfully took the door out.
President Tang frowned: The boss is so cute! Why scold!
The area of the private room is not small. There are LCD screens and speakers on the innermost wall, which can be used to sing karaoke and VR games. There are sandbags and several empty storage tables in the middle area.
There are several rows of empty wine bottles on the other side of the wall, and there are a few feather pillows and other equipment on the shelf above.
Fang Fei took a few pieces of protective equipment and handed them to Tang Heng.
Protective measures are essential to avoid hurting yourself by going too high on the way to vent your emotions later.
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