"You smelly Laoqi, get up!!!"
"Smelly Laoliu, this is my meat!!!"
"Move your thigh, it's blocking me from eating meat!!!"
A series of shouting and yelling echoed in the dean's office, as if these seven elderly gentlemen were fighting to the death.
If there weren't a soundproof barrier, it would probably have drawn complaints... that is, if anyone actually complained.
But soon enough, with great tacit understanding, only the sound of chewing remained, as if talking was a waste of time.
After a long time, the room was filled with satisfied sounds.
"Laoqi, that's not fair! We were once comrades through life and death, and now when good things come your way, you don't think of us?" A young man said while picking his teeth, looking displeased: "We help you with the paperwork, and you just busy yourself with hogging all for yourself?"
