LOSING GAME | VMIN

31. "Take these things away."

The matter of Hui thing had passed, but who knew that it was not over yet.

The next day, the group of people put down orders again.

The delivery place was still in the same place. A line of words was clearly written on the signature of the order: Let the owner of this store deliver it personally.

He Hui had no idea and glanced at Jimin.

Jimin looked at He Hui's face and understood. He threw words directly, "I won't take the order."

But he didn't expect that this group of people were endless.

Before the order was accepted, these people immediately made another order. It was the same thing and the same address.

The only difference was the content of this note. It read He Hui's name, phone number, family address, ID number, and a line of words: Your boss is free to come or not, hehehe.

He Hui's face immediatelly turned as white as a sheet.

This was an undisguised threat!

Jimin looked at the order information on the screen. He didn't show it on his face, but he had pinched the pen tightly in his hand.

He didn't know who he had provoked so that someone would be so boring to make things difficult for him and He Hui. After rejecting the order several times, which meant that they knew He Hui's information very well. If they didn't take the order, they had many ways to make He Hui uncomfortable.

Damn it!

He Hui did not speak. She looked up and saw Jimin calling for the kitchen to prepare things. The two of them were silent for a long time. Jimin took things from the kitchen window and packed them in a delivery bag. He walked out of the counter silently, walked to the door, and intended to open the door and go out.

He Hui hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Boss, don't go."

Jimin took a deep breath and gently pushed He Hui's hand away. "Don't worry. I know how to protect myself and know what to do."

"I'll send it by myself. Boss, you go back."

Jimin pushed her hand away and said, "There has to be a solution to this matter. Don't worry, I know what to do."

He Hui looked at Jimin with worry as he took the delivery bag and got on the light gray truck.

Jimin tried his best to keep calm and drove to the door of KTV.

The KTV was an important branch of the city's entertainment, and its investment was very large. The store alone was extremely spacious and luxurious. The carpet and ceiling were all top-notch equipment, shining and dazzling. The door was arched and several delicate Roman pillars were used on the side. They were extraordinary and noble.

He dialed the number according to the order. "Hello, your takeaway is here. Please go downstairs and get it."

"Bring it to me. Send it to the private room."

"I'll put it at the front desk for you..... "

"Don't think about putting it at the front desk. Do you still remember the contents of the order notes?" The strange male voice over there laughed wildly. "Send it directly to the box. We don't have time to come down, understand?"

Jimin held the steering wheel in the car. After a long silence, he got out of the car with a cold face.

When the lobby manager saw a deliveryman wearing a work suit of the milk tea shop, he frowned immediately. "Wait! Where are you from? You can put things at the front desk. Not everyone can go in here! Get out!"