Qin Jian's work partner Jian Ying said with a laugh, "Qin Jian has really made a name for himself recently. Before, everyone knew we had a 'perennial ice mountain' in our department, someone who's uncompromising in work, disregards personal feelings, and has strict standards. But now, it's spread all throughout the institute that our Mr. Qin is a pretty boy! Now his nickname has changed, he's become 'White-faced Mr. Qin'."
"Hahahaha!" Zhang Jianguo laughed uproariously, his face wrinkles deepening, "Qin Jian is indeed handsome! No wonder people talk about him!"
Jian Ying continued with a laugh in agreement, "Yeah! The guy is just too good-looking. I mean, in our design institute, there really aren't many who are more pleasing to the eye than him. When we go out, the young ladies all sneak glances at him, as if they wish they could glue their eyeballs to him."
