"Yes, yes, yes..."
Zhou Li obediently lowered his head and agreed, but then asked another question, "Can I still take photos in the future?"
Brother Nan raised an eyebrow. "Are you itching for a spanking?"
"Oh."
I understand.
Brother Nan hadn't said I could, nor had she said I couldn't. Because she's the boss, a boss can't give that kind of response, and I shouldn't ask either, as it would cause her to lose face. If I make Brother Nan lose face, I won't be able to accomplish anything. But as long as I look after her face, she'll indulge me in whatever I want to do.
Zhou Li pondered this and nodded repeatedly.
Then again, he couldn't help but think, with this ability to organize key concepts, why should I worry about failing any subjects this semester?
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the Old Monster still sitting on the ground, shaking her head in disappointment.
While shaking her head, she mimicked Brother Nan's tone,
"Damn spicy skin..."
