Two Little Dogs

If someone was born in the Year of the Dog, then no matter where they go, what their education is, or what kind of work they do... they can never escape the simple fact that they were born in the Year of the Dog! (A flag of nonsense held high, entertainment as our guiding principle!) On a whim today, I spent more than two hours reading this story from beginning to end. I'm mortified, utterly ashamed. This was the first story I ever wrote. I was too young back then, and had become obsessed with Taiwanese romance novels, so I wrote it far too carelessly, with countless errors. I didn't proofread it carefully before posting, and under pressure from my classmates, I forcibly changed a certain big boss into Fang Zhengchi and added some related material. Now, three or four years later, rereading it is painfully awkward. My head is spinning. Even my thick skin can't take it, so I've decided to lock some of the content away. This is so embarrassing!! Premise: