After he left, an identical person appeared. Is this God's will or a coincidence?
Different eras, different backgrounds, destined to different life trajectories...
Fragment one:
"Which prince of the Qing Dynasty are you?"
"I don't know.."
He stroked his shiny forehead, thought for a long time, and then came up with three words.
Fragment two:
"What does a nightclub do?"
Cough~
"What kind of place does the prince think the nightclub is?"
"Isn't it the place where meetings are held at night?"
"Literally.."
"What does the male publicist do?"
Zhang Lin really didn't expect that such a gentle man would ask this question. It's too easy to be a bad person...