A table full of skewers, Wang Xiaoya only drank, refusing to eat.
Long Fei devoured a grilled chicken leg and made Wang Xiaoya laugh heartily. She asked him, "You're about to lose your job, how come you still have such a good appetite?"
Long Fei laughed, "The body is the capital of revolution; only by eating well, can one continue the revolution!"
"Smooth talker!"
Wang Xiaoya giggled, brushing her bangs aside, and began to scold him, "Things like this happen every day at the company. Let them talk; as long as my conscience is clear, I don't mind. Today, you were like a bull-headed mule, unstoppable. Now look, you've lost your job. I wonder what you'll eat in the future!"
Long Fei joked back, "With looks as handsome as mine, if I can't earn my keep, I could always live off others! If I can't find a job, I might as well look for a wealthy lady to support me!"
Wang Xiaoya glared at him, "I dare you!"
