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    Mako swept the payment code behind Ma Yan Yan.

    But obviously, Ma Yan Yan this is to insert the queue, after paying the money also stood next to Mu Xiao and waited.

    “Boss, put two pairs of chopsticks for me.” Ma Yan Yan added.

    “I’m in front of you in line, please don’t cut in line.” Seeing that she really wanted to cut in line, Mu Xiao reminded.

    Ma Yan Yan turned her head and glanced at Mu Xiao, “I paid first.”

    It means she paid first, she’s the front of the line, there’s no cutting in line.

    “You paid first, and you had to get in line.”

    “I paid the money in front of you, I’m just in front of you, where there’s no line.” Ma Yan Yan justified.

    This person is obviously unreasonable, Mu Xiao knows it’s useless to reason with her, and said to the boss inside, “Boss, I’m in front of her, I’ve queued up.”

    “How many?” The owner asked, raising his eyes.

    His store business is good, encountered the queue is not a lot of things, who inserted the queue and who did not insert the queue a look at the appearance is very clear.

    “Three.” Mako turned the paid cell phone page over to the owner.

    “You have to give me two copies first, I paid before her.” Ma Yan Yan saw the boss ignoring her and gasped.

    “Please go to the back of the line, you’ll have to wait even longer when it gets crowded later.” Mu Xiao kindly reminded her.

    “I’m lined up here, I was already here.” Ma Yan Yan did not allow it at all.

    “Everyone is in line, please stand back.” There were people at the back of the line who were reluctant, if someone in front of them cut in line, it would likely mean that some of the people at the back wouldn’t even be able to wait for the pot that was frying.

    “That’s right, we’re all lined up in a regular fashion, it’s not like we’re competing to see who pays with fast hands.”

    While the crowd was talking, the boss had already packed three potstickers and handed them to Mu Xiao, “Take the chopsticks yourself.”

    Mu Xiao drew three pairs of chopsticks from the tin bucket next to him, not even looking at Ma Yan Yan, and as he carried the pot stickers away, he also reminded a person who had just come over to buy something, telling him to stand toward the back of the line.

    She said, “This person is cutting in line, don’t stand behind her, the line is over there.”

    The man stared at Ma Yan Yan and scanned up and down for a round trip, frowning as he headed to the back of the line.

    When he walked over, he also turned back and looked at Ma Yan Yan two more times, the eyes were puzzled but more with contempt.

    It’s like looking at a dirty thing.

    Not to mention being accused, but actually being looked at in that way, Ma Yan Yan’s face turned green.

    Most times like this in the past, if she acted tough enough to be a bit of a rogue, people would whisper a few words and she’d get her way by cutting in line.

    People are for the soft and afraid of hard, it is to seize this point, Ma Yan Yan repeatedly tried.

    Surprisingly, I met a particularly feisty one today.

    The last few servings of potstickers in this pot were bought out by Mako, and everyone behind them had to stand and wait for the next pot still on the fire.

    The boss picked up the lid of the pot, and the stars of nuisance frying oil sprang up.

    Ma Yan Yan stood close to the window and hastily took two steps back.

    Turning his head, the line behind him grew a few more people.

    The guys in the group still had their eyes on their faces.

    Ma Yan Yan gritted her teeth fiercely, and did not want the money she paid, twisted around and left.

    “That woman just now has good skin, I regret not asking her what skin care products she uses.”

    “You think so too, her skin is so white, is she doing well in the sun?”

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