The world's top organizations begged me to come out as a bodyguard, but I lay in a cave and was too lazy to care.
The master unplugged the WiFi: "The daughter of the richest man spent 100 million to hire you as a security guard!"
I walked into the auction carrying a broom, and the villain was arrogantly destroying the place: "I want things, and I want people too!"
The next second, I picked up the broom and swatted the whole place: "It's so noisy, it's blocking my sunshine."
The daughter of the richest man screamed: "Are you fighting with a broom?"
I pointed to the antique that sold for a million dollars: "It's fake, it's 9 yuan and 9 yuan with free shipping."
