[The cute girl who runs the gag column VS the futures boss who doesn't talk much]
The company building was temporarily closed, and Chen Zola had to work from home.
It was rare to go back to my parents' house to eat and drink, but I was always urged to find a boyfriend.
"What kind of thing do you like?" Chen's father asked him several times.
Chen Zola broke off the last orange segment and threw it into her mouth, then looked out the door.
"That's the way he is." She held the orange peel and pointed her index finger at Jiang Sixu who happened to be passing by the door.
Father Chen took one look and patted his thigh, "This is easy to handle."
Only then did Zola Chen realize how big a hole he had dug for himself with just a single finger.
When we first met, I "recognized" Zola Chen because of the bag she was carrying.
But gradually, Jiang Sixu began to doubt and pull on himself.
The moment he realized he had mistakenly identified the person, he was relieved.
Intention: Work hard and live well.