Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

Chapter 141-142

Wen Xinghui sneered inwardly.

What a bunch of stupid country bumpkins!

A disaster was about to befall them, yet they still foolishly bought a milk powder machine.

But then again...

If this bunch of stupid commoners were not stupid, how could they let him make a fortune from them by sacrificing them?

"Fine, I'll take it. I'm a little sleepy. Make me a cup of coffee with a spoonful of milk powder."

Wen Xinghui decided to have a taste in a gloating mood.

What kind of milk powder did these idiots make?

"Yes."

The secretary opened the tin lid and revealed the white milk powder inside.

He found a coffee spoon and a coffee cup.

"President, the coffee is ready."

The secretary brought a cup of steaming coffee to Wen Xinghui a moment later.

Wen Xinghui took the coffee cup and blew at the steam on it.

He placed it near his mouth and drank it.

After drinking it, Wen Xinghui frowned.

Why did it taste so strange?

He smacked his tongue. Other than the aftertaste of the coffee in his mouth, there was also an indescribable, strange taste.

Moreover, it was a little rough.

"What's wrong with you? You can't even make a cup of coffee."

"Can't you even see that the coffee has gone bad? What's the use of having you as my secretary?" Wen Xinghui said unhappily.

"President, I'm innocent. The coffee beans in your office didn't go bad. Before putting them in the coffee machine, I specially checked them, and there's no problem."

The secretary explained aggrievedly.

"Tsk, country bumpkins will always be country bumpkins. They don't even know how to use the machines they bought. They deserve to be poor for the rest of their lives."

Wen Xinghui believed his secretary would not lie to him.

If it wasn't the coffee beans, it was the milk powder.

To confirm his guess, Wen Xinghui stuck a finger into the jar.

He pinched out a little milk powder and licked it with his tongue.

"Bah, bah, bah, this is the smell!"

Wen Xinghui gagged.

That's right.

The strange smell came from the milk powder in the jar.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and throw this stupid thing away."

Wen Xinghui's face darkened.

"Yes, president."

The secretary did not dare to be negligent. He picked up the tin can and walked out.

"Kyaaaaa!"

Ten minutes later, a sharp scream came from the corridor.

The scream was ear-piercing, attracting everyone on the entire floor.

In the female washroom, the cleaning lady sat on the ground, trembling.

Next to her was a toppled tin can with only half of the milk powder left.