Early this morning,
Boss Zhou sat in his usual seat,
the Sun,
the newspaper,
the coffee,
ge You,
the salted fish,
Boss Zhou's Day began just like that.
Even though he had a lot of things to do yesterday, Zhou Ze still threw them all to the back of his mind after he got up and enjoyed the vitality of his morning.
Bai Yingying sat next to him, staring blankly at a pile of small pieces. She looked a little down.
The old Daoist walked past her and glanced at her:
"Is this the mirror that was blown away by Boss's handsomeness yesterday?"
When he said this, the old Daoist deliberately raised his voice, afraid that boss would not hear him.
Bai Yingying raised her head and pouted,
she held it in for a long time,
she still burst out laughing.
