"Mr. Duan, these are the list of new interns" she said and put the folder on Duan Han's desk.
"Okay, I'll take a look at it later," Duan Han replied.
It is now a quarter past ten. By the time Duan Han finishes his work and opens the folder, it is already past eleven. He flipped through the pages carelessly. Suddenly, he paused and saw the boy in the profile photo. His name was Duan Yi. He was handsome and looked very well-behaved. Isn't this exactly what he, Mr. Duan, likes? He twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating way, thinking where he was going. He was gay, but others didn't necessarily say gay.
"002, The target this time is Liu Yu, and... F said that after the killing, you will be interned in that company for a while, so that you can increase your social practice..." The newly arrived correspondent kid became more and more guilty as he spoke, and in the end he was almost silent.
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Intention: Gao Wu Ce Ce Ce Ce spreads the chill, stacking drums in winter to force sleepiness. ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Reading on an autumn night is marked by the end of two drums"