The people around burst into laughter.
"It's only been a few minutes, and you've forgotten what you just said? Surely not, that forgetful?"
"Everyone heard it clearly, you better not deny it."
"It's okay if you've forgotten, everyone will remind you."
The crowd, eager to see the spectacle, prompted Wang Yaowen.
Wang Yaowen's face was so grim it nearly dripped water. Rolling from the counter to the door in front of so many people, he was about to lose all face: "I... I... I..."
Wang Yaowen opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but didn't know what to say, and turned his head to Zhu Jiajia, "Jia Jia, please beg for mercy for me."
"If I really roll from the counter to the door, how can I face anyone in the future?"
Zhu Jiajia, desperate, commanded Chen Dong in an authoritative tone, "Chen Dong, stop fooling around."
"Yaowen realizes his mistake."
Chen Dong let out a cold laugh, "Fooling around?"
"What a joke, I'm not fooling around, a deal is a deal."