The round-faced receptionist finally snapped out of her long shock, and she looked at her phone screen, then at the man and woman sitting not far away—the boy hiding from the camera, with only the girl visible on screen.
There was no doubt about it!
It was the real Little Taotie!
The eager round-faced receptionist wanted to prove Little Taotie's innocence, typing rapidly: [I'm right here at the scene, Little Taotie only opened one! I can guarantee it!]
[You guarantee? Who are you? What status do you have? And what right do you have to guarantee anything?]
[I'm the front desk receptionist at Doraemon Themed KTV, and also the person at the Blind Box counter, I have the sales receipt here as proof that only one Doraemon Blind Box was sold during this time slot.]
[You might just be a plant!]
[Right, maybe you're just advertising for your theme KTV!]