My Friend, My Job Is Serious.

"Actually, I feel like I have a dual personality. Otherwise, how could I be scolding my boss and working harder and harder at the same time?" Young Zhimin stood in front of a good friend and asked her soul, but the friend only recommended a mental hospital to her "Actually, I feel like I'm a lunatic." The young Zhimin was sitting in front of his friend's hospital bed, peeling an apple and sighing. His friend smiled and tore off the apple peel that she had tried so hard to keep.