The Invincible Boss Mixes the City

"The boy in front of you, hand over yours quickly..." Said a quasi-sage. The young man was holding milk tea in one hand and fried chicken in the other, and kept saying: "The taste still hasn't changed. I will definitely buy this store when I have money next time. But the boss is so handsome and he probably won't take money from me. Yes, he will, so hurry up. But someone just seemed to call me "Hey!" Then a gaze fell on the quasi-sage and quasi-sage. . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.