C172 There's a Cockroach in the Dish

"Cheng Zhengyang, don't be too reserved. In the future when we work together every day, if we're this courteous every time, won't we die from exhaustion?"

"Alright, then I'll relax a little …"

Just as Cheng Zhengyang finished his sentence, all of a sudden, the five burly men at the table next to them jumped up in shock.

One of the bald men shouted, "Miss Servant, f * ck you