The Mystic Two Who'd Finally Wised Up
Editor: Kurisu
Zhang Jun was on the verge of breaking into tears. He had thought himself clever and tried to reduce the number of people vying for a table, but had instead sent the wrong picture and caused even more people to want to reserve a spot!
Only a small minority of people who felt that the distance to the restaurant was a bit too far did not join in.
'Eh? Why are there suddenly so many people sending money to me?'
Bei Feng looked at his mobile phone blankly. At the beginning, there was only the usual tens of people sending their deposits. But only a short moment had passed and the number of people had skyrocketed like a gushing geyser to over 200 people!
Bei Feng picked four names at random and released the results on the group chat.
Zhang Jun had a face full of disappointment as he read the short list of names. He didn't know if he was feeling sadder over the fact that he could not taste the delicious food, or that he would not be able to see Mystic One.