Zhao Mingfang became more and more excited, her cheeks flushed, eyes sparkling with remarkable light.
The young man calmly said: "I suddenly remembered that I haven't completed a report, can we talk after I finish my work?"
As soon as he spoke, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on Zhao Mingfang's head. She responded with disappointment: "This is our first meeting, don't you really have time? Can't we hang out a bit?"
"Work is important, please understand."
"Alright then."
The two left the restaurant, walking further and further away, leaving behind the mostly uneaten food.
