Secrets in the Desk Room

My name is Gao Han, my monthly salary is 7,000, and my life in Shanghai has become a joke. I dragged my exhausted body home that day, hoping to get some tenderness from my girlfriend. But she turned her back to me and watched the drama without even giving me a proper look. It's been half a month, and the cold is like a dull knife cutting flesh. I finally couldn't hold it back and slapped him twice. She didn't cry or make a fuss. He just packed his luggage in silence, and before leaving, he said: "Han Zihe wants to get back together with me, you poor guy, get out of here." The rental house is empty. I leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette. It was only in the smoke that I finally figured out, what kind of boyfriend have I been in the past six months? It's just a free meal ticket for someone who is in love. Oh. The cigarette butt was put out in the palm of my hand, and I suddenly smiled. In this case, some things should be shown off. It's time for the most evil young man in the capital to come back. Remember my other name, my name is Chen Mo.