Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

Zhen Shaoxiang smiled.

Zhen Shaoxiang: Manager Ai Qing is indeed quite good.

Deng Xiaoqi: When my mom said those things to you, were you angry?

Zhen Shaoxiang: It's alright.

Deng Xiaoqi: Oh, that's good. My mom is that kind of person. She's always been unrestrained and wild throughout her life.

Zhen Shaoxiang: I really didn't expect you to tell me this.

Deng Xiaoqi: It's nothing, I'm used to it. Back in high school, my classmates even said I didn't know who my dad was.

Zhen Shaoxiang: Uh, that's really going too far.

Deng Xiaoqi: At the time, I also thought it was quite excessive, but later, after hearing about 1.8 so many times, I became numb to it.

Zhen Shaoxiang: I feel sorry for you for a second.

Deng Xiaoqi: Hehe.

Zhen Shaoxiang: So here's the question: who exactly is your father?

Deng Xiaoqi: You!!! (Angry) (Angry) (Angry)

Zhen Shaoxiang: I was just kidding, just teasing you.

Deng Xiaoqi: I know you're teasing me, but I'm still angry that you're treating me to milk tea.

Zhen Shaoxiang: ....

174: Such great flexibility!

Magic City.

A bustling scene.

Cars streamed by, and the air was filled with the clamor of voices.

On a park bench.

A man lay on his side on it, listening to an old-fashioned radio.

"Heaven and earth are established, nobility and lowliness are defined, and things are grouped according to their kind..."

A cute little girl, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, with a name tag around her neck that read: Lin Miaomiao.

She squatted down in front of him.

“I don’t buy insurance,” the man said directly.

"No, we're from Shanghai TV. We'd like to interview you about a question," Lin Miaomiao said. "Do you feel happy with your life right now?"

"Happiness! Such a grand topic, can it be explained in just a few words? What constitutes happiness? What constitutes unhappiness? What are the standards?" the man asked.

Lin Miaomiao was completely dumbfounded by that one question.

He couldn't even hold the microphone straight, so he switched to the other hand.

"Please don't block my airflow, thank you," the man continued.

Lin Miaomiao had no choice but to lie down on the bench next to her, imitating the man's posture.

"Wow? Your aura is connected to his?" the photographer next to him said.

“I’m trying to figure out if he’s truly happy,” Lin Miaomiao said.

"Let's eat something quickly."

"I have no appetite."

"That's how this job is. It's not like university where you can quit without being forced to. But once you enter the workforce, you have to do everything, whether it's interesting or not. You get through it in two years, no more than three, four at most," the photographer said.

"Sigh, I might not be able to last two more months," Lin Miaomiao said.

"Alright, stop being so dramatic, just straighten up."

...

Ring ring ring.

A phone call came through.

"Hey, Sister Miao, come check on the boss, he seems to be in a bad mood."

"Coincidentally, I'm also in a bad mood."

Lin Miaomiao went straight over.

We arrived at Haotian Kitchen.

I saw a couple I knew.

"They've gathered again?"

"Are you working overtime again?" a man asked.

"Heh." Lin Miaomiao chuckled, "This is our own family business."

"Then boss, give me a 50% discount."

"Oh dear, I can't make that decision. Take your time eating," Lin Miaomiao said.

Then they went up to the hotel rooftop.

Jiang Tianhao saw a man drinking beer.

"Are you feeling better?"

"It's alright, want to get a bottle?" Jiang Tianhao said.

"No, how much are you short? Can't you just make up the difference?"

"I was trying to rob Peter to pay Paul, but I ended up tearing down a load-bearing wall."

"The restaurant business is picking up again, isn't it? Can't you just tell them to give us a little more time? Let me tell you, loan sharks are just ruining people."

"Don't talk nonsense. What loan shark? Actually, their interest rate wasn't that high. I thought I could take advantage of the time difference, but I didn't expect to run into the city's road construction. I guess I'm just unlucky. I'll accept the consequences of my gamble."

"How much did you lose?"

"Interest plus renovation costs, five or six years of hard work for nothing," Jiang Tianhao said.

"Sigh, I'm really impressed by you," Lin Miaomiao said.

"Why are you sighing? With the cook here, there's no fear of running out of firewood."

"560 is fine."

"Perfect timing, you're here, so you can fill in as a waiter for me."

"I've lost my mind."

"Oh? You're a shareholder here too, what's wrong with you working as a waiter?"

...

...

imperial capital.

Backstage at the venue.

Deng Xiaoqi stood high on the railing, pressing down on her supple thighs.

That's some serious flexibility.

Sleeping with a dancing girl, you can get 25 cheeses for free.

Zhen Shaoxiang was so eager to try it out that he couldn't wait to do it.

"Here, milk tea."

Deng Xiaoqi smiled at him.

"Thank you."

Then, he pulled his legs back and started drinking.

That's when.

Li Xizhou also came.

175: He's slept with both his boss and his girlfriend.

Li Xizhou's inferiority complex had reached a certain level.

Just seeing Zhen Shaoxiang bring milk tea to Deng Xiaoqi made me extremely uneasy.

He suppressed his inner struggle and forced a smile.

"Xiaoqi, I bought you milk tea too."

"Thank you, please leave it there for now," Deng Xiaoqi said.

"..."

This made Li Xizhou somewhat unhappy.