The next day.
A heavy rain came to Magic City.
The sky was gloomy, entirely oppressive.
Since there was no business at Carefree Restaurant, Chen Pingsheng sat at the entrance and watched the busy street pedestrians.
Chen An'an was still beside him, propping her jaws with both hands. She had made three little wishes yesterday, and she still didn't know whether they would be fulfilled.
Due to the heavy rain, it seemed like the construction site was forced to halt.
Guo Shuai's father, a peasant worker, came over with his coworkers, his face filled with joy.
This morning his son had received an acceptance letter from Tengying Group.
This was incredibly unexpected, and he felt that his son was so distinguished that only a big group like Tengying deserved his son's years of effort.
In Magic City, who didn't know Tengying? A real major corporation.
The old father's face cleared of its usual haze, and he even called his coworkers over to specifically have a few drinks.
