"I’m sorry for the concern I caused you.
We’ll relay your feedback to our superiors. I hope we can invite you and your child to visit our exhibition hall again."
I nodded politely. "It's getting late. I need to take the kid back to rest."
I did not give them an attitude, but I stood my ground.
"Munchkin, say goodbye." I pulled Munchkin.
"Thank you for the souvenir. I’ll come back next time. Goodbye, sir."
The little guy waved his hand at the staff member, and I left the exhibition with him. When we got into the car, I sent Theo a text, telling him that we were returning to the hotel and that we were not waiting for him.
The little episode just now had made me a little scared. Although their attitude did not make me feel that way, the smiles on their faces felt insidious to me.
Just like the little exhibition made out of styrofoam.
Even though I knew that the styrofoam could be broken with bare hands, I still felt uneasy that it was closed off.
Plus, the smiles on the staff members' faces did not feel warm to me at all, but rather like they were hiding something.
While I was deep in thought, Keith was already driving us to the hotel. Munchkin was not upset that we left halfway. He was excitedly looking through the gifts the staff had given him.
I looked over out of curiosity and saw that there was a mecha model that children could assemble themselves. The technology parts, motor, batteries, and wires inside instantly piqued Munchkin's interest.
I saw him holding onto the box the entire day, so I knew that he liked it very much.
"Don't open it in the car, or else you won’t be able to build it if you lose the parts," I warned him.
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