"I heard you got a new job?" Xu Ming set down his phone on the table, sipping on his Coke as he spoke.
"It's in consultancy. Basically, I listen to people talk about their problems and then I help them solve them," Li Yu said.
"Like the All-purpose House in 'Silver Soul'?"
"Kind of."
"Sounds pretty interesting," Xu Ming said. "I'll come to you for help if I face any problems in the future, and I can support your business too."
"You'd better not have too high expectations."
"Why not?"
"Because humans are not gods. No matter how hard we try, there are some difficulties that just can't be resolved," Li Yu said.
"That's such a pessimistic thing to say, doesn't sound like something you would say," Xu Ming was surprised. "What, is the new job not going well?"
"Not really," Li Yu paused. "But there is indeed something that has been troubling me."
The proprietor brought over the cold dishes they ordered—a plate of cold bitter chicory and a plate of sesame paste mixed with gluten.
