Chen Ze stood in the kitchen, suddenly feeling a bit regretful, after all, there's no way he could finish this breakfast, Betty did munch on some bread, but there were still quite a lot of pickles and smoked salted fish left.
"What's the best way to deal with these?" Chen Ze felt he lost a few more strands of hair, with the sensation that he was on the fast track to baldness.
Every man resists the notion of balding, and there's also the saying, "Only a bald head is the true test of a handsome man."
"Um... Manager..." Betty approached cautiously, eyeing the pickles and salted fish still on the table, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
This was definitely not because she was hungry or wanted to eat, but purely out of fear.
"What's up? Do you want to eat them?" Chen Ze certainly noticed Betty's gaze and asked effortlessly.
If Betty was willing to eat it all, Chen Ze wouldn't mind scratching off a couple of items from his little notebook.
