The plainspoken version:
The BOSS says: There’s nothing shameful about working in the special services industry, but acting coquettish and wanton while pretending to be aloof and refined is disgusting.
The heroine: Give me a fulcrum, and I can use the BOSS to pry up the other side of the Earth.
Her best friend: As a veteran spinster, you must remember to love your country, love your family, and love the BOSS; guard against fire, theft, and your best friend.
The heroine: Aren’t you my only best friend?
The literary version:
At fifteen, she first raised her brows, wishing to share dust and ashes with him. A deep-blue pendant held the dreamlike, joyful memories of Jiang Yimi’s childhood, but Li Xiaogang, her childhood sweetheart, mysteriously vanished one night without a trace. For five years she searched high and low, through heaven and hell, until she had almost given up hope. Then, during a company restructuring, he became her immediate superior: Lu Zichuan. He didn’t remember Jiang Yimi at all and made things difficult for her at every turn, yet secretly helped her, too. Was he her childhood sweetheart, returned at last, or someone else entirely? Amid the tangled feelings of love and hate, whose happiness will bloom, and whose youth will quietly fade away?
