Traveling Through the Stars

   Chapter 1428

  In the evening, the sky was getting dark, and the orange spoon went to the Feizhuxing headquarters.

  When I met an acquaintance on the road, he waved his hand, but the woman’s orange spoon ignored it.

  As soon as he arrived at the Jade Star Command, the Orange Spoon was surrounded by a group of Thunder Flame Warriors: "Orange Spoon, here again? If you are looking for a helper, count us and we will help you find a place."

  Orange spoon gestures, stretch out your wrist to let people look at the terminal: how much are these earned?

  Thunder flame warriors greeted each other at once, but did not understand what the orange spoon gestures, and looked at the terminal one by one.

   "The terminal style is good." Someone cheered enviously.

  "It's more upscale than mine, this price is not low." Another Thunder Flame warrior answered.

  "Do you know how to use an orange spoon?!" A voice questioned.

  The orange spoon didn’t hear anything useful. The crowd who squeezed out the babble went away. It had to find someone who was sensible. These people talked nonsense for a long time.

   Feng Ling, Roger, and Wen Yao were discussing in the conference room. Orange Spoon looked all the way over, and the Thunder Flame warriors looked up, slightly surprised. It just broke out, won't you fight Feng Zifei mother and son again? !

   Feng Ling leaned back on the office chair and asked, "Orange spoon, why are you here?"

  The orange spoon made another gesture, poke the terminal: I made a lot of money, and I can’t afford a sports car, what's the matter?

  Roger leaned forward, saw the number on the terminal, and praised: "Really capable, Orange Spoon has earned so many Starcoins."

  These words are purely to coax children. In the eyes of senior officers such as Roger and Feng Ling, Orange Spoon kills alien beasts to earn interstellar coins is just a joke. Since it's a child behavior, it's natural to coax, and if you don't earn much, you have to say a lot.

  Orange spoon froze, glanced at the terminal on the wrist, and poked it to the Thunder Flame Warriors: so many, I can’t afford a sports car.

  Feng Ling squinted, Roger and Wen Yao looked at each other, Wen Xiao whispered to the others, let them, these high-ranking officers, have been shrewd, but did not understand what Orange Spoon wanted to express?

  The orange spoon was in a hurry, and he glanced at the car key on the conference table. The little hand patted it and poked the terminal again: I can’t afford it.

  "Do you want a car?" Qin Yilang guessed half of it correctly, smiled and asked, "Will you drive?"

  Poke the terminal with an orange spoon: Can’t afford a sports car.

  Roger grabbed the car key and stood up: "Go, I'll take you out for a drive."

  The orange spoon did not go, and ran away angrily. Roger shouted from behind: "Orange spoon, what are you going to do?"

  Orange Spoon ran away without turning his head, leaving the Feizhuxing Command Headquarters, and strolling directly to Luo Bi's house.

  Robi was sitting in a small chair peeling boiled eggs: "It's dark, why did you come by yourself?"

  Orange spoon is impatient, can't wait to make gestures, poke the terminal.

  Robi took a look, got up and threw the egg skins.

  Orange spoon keeps up, goes to the front of Robbie to poke the terminal, and then points to Robbie’s floating sports car: Can’t afford it.

  Robi is speechless, she doesn't understand the meaning of an orange spoon, you see, it is difficult to speak, and it is difficult to be a spoon. You are an array weapon, but can't speak, what kind of wise do you say you have?

  There are so many things that I can’t tell.

  Orange Spoon is anxious, and Robbie also has a headache looking at it. Anyway, she can see one thing. Orange Spoon cares about the number of terminals and the car.

  Since the Orange Spoon cares so much, he will break it bit by bit. Robbie glanced at the terminal of the Orange Spoon, and then dialed the communication to Wu Cheng and asked about the terminal account details of the Orange Spoon.

  Hung up the communication, Robbie dragged his chair and patiently settled the account with the orange spoon.

  (End of this chapter)