My Boss Wife

Yang Haotian was chewing bread while holding coffee in his other hand and a transparent folder in his arm, squatting at a crowded bus stop. It was a great time to eat at the table. This is a station relatively close to the business district. There are many residential areas and two schools nearby. I catch the bus every morning. The platform was crowded with people on the bus. Yang Haotian looked a little depressed. This was already the eighth time he rushed to participate. Job fair... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.