Zhang Ziwen felt a little embarrassed. When he first got this job, the first person he wanted to tell was Tang Shu, to let her know he was no longer jobless. However, considering his role was merely an office clerk, he felt somewhat ashamed, yet he was hopeful to make something out of himself. Although his excitement of the first paycheck had him thinking about buying a present for Tang Shu—a little surprise. It appeared that surprise wasn't going to happen for a while.
"So...if you didn't go to work today, would you get fired?" Tang Shu was a little worried for him.
"Who cares? If I get fired, I'll just find another job." Zhang Ziwen nonchalantly said, "Don't let this ruin our good mood. Come, have a drink with me."
