"Hey," Lin Zhenzhen's voice sounded a little muffled, "Brother Yao, could you come pick me up at the entrance of the community? I... can't get in."

Gong Yao grabbed his coat and ran outside, shouting, "Wait, wait a minute, which door are you at?"

"South Gate," Lin Zhenzhen sniffed, "Hurry up, my phone is almost out of battery."

The sound grew softer and softer, seemingly accompanied by sobs, making Gong Yao's heart tremble with sympathy.

Less than two minutes after the phone call ended, Gong Yao appeared in front of Lin Zhenzhen.

His jacket was unbuttoned and his tie was crooked, which only accentuated his flamboyant handsomeness.

Lin Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment and said, "I forgot my house key."

Gong Yao immediately replied, "It's alright, come to my place for the night, there's room."

Lin Zhenzhen lowered her head, her ears looking a little red.

Gong Yao lives on the 13th floor. His apartment has two bedrooms and a living room. When you open the door, the color scheme is cold, clearly indicating that it is a bachelor's home.

"No one else is coming to the house, so I'm sorry to have to make do with these." Gong Yao was holding a pair of gray men's cotton slippers, which looked like his own usual shoes.

"Thank you," Lin Zhenzhen said, wearing Gong Yao's slippers, which were too big and didn't fit her feet properly, making her look a little comical. Gong Yao, on the other hand, was wearing cotton socks, which made Lin Zhenzhen feel a little embarrassed.

"Do you have shoe covers at home? I can just wear shoe covers."

Gong Yao shook his head: "It's too late today, I'll go buy it tomorrow. I just moved into this apartment, and it doesn't have many things yet."

Lin Zhenzhen said yes, and then casually asked, "Where is your bathroom? I'd like to... take a shower."

Gong Yao was stunned for a moment, and vaguely felt a warm current flowing in his nasal cavity.

Looking into Lin Zhenzhen's big, wet eyes, Gong Yao's Adam's apple bobbed as he pointed to the bathroom.

"There is shampoo and body wash on the shelf, and new towels are in the cabinet on the lower right."

It's unclear whether Lin Zhenzhen heard it or not, but after a while, the faint sound of water came from the bathroom.

Gong Yao silently recited "Amitabha Buddha" three times, turned on his computer, and looked through the projects that the city had contracted out this year.

Since the policy was introduced, many forces have set their sights on Jiangcheng, including industry giants who are throwing money at the problem, trying to seize this lucrative market.

Gong Yao recalled his uncle's words: "In the next twenty years, Tianjin will enter a stage of transformation and development. You must protect this place, and then the sky's the limit for you to soar."

Today, Tianjin is not only a goldmine for countless businessmen, but also the first step for Gong Yao and others to realize their ambitions.

Gong Yao was focused on the project proposal and the collected materials, and for a moment he didn't hear the door open.

"Gong Yao," Lin Zhenzhen called softly, "I couldn't find a towel..."

Gong Yao remained staring at the computer screen, his neck stiff, and his voice sounded somewhat unusual: "It's in the cabinet on the right, can you look for it?"

The door closed, and Gong Yao, like someone suddenly pulled ashore from drowning, was finally able to breathe deeply. If Gong Yao were photographed like this, Hui Zi would definitely scream, "Gong-ge, you're so innocent!"

At this moment, Gong Yao received a long-distance call from his second aunt.

This is a regular weekly phone call, mainly to remind Gong Yao to take care of his health and to chat with him about interesting things that happened at school.

Gong Yao heard the faint sound of a hairdryer coming from the bathroom, and his heart couldn't help but flutter. He hurriedly said a few words to his second aunt and returned to his desk to look at the report he had submitted earlier.

Lin Zhenzhen dried her hair in the bathroom and put everything back in its original state.

She probably wanted to look demure today, wearing a long sweater under her red wool coat and a cotton maxi dress with a Peter Pan collar underneath.

She's currently at Gong Yao's house, wearing the innermost long dress.

When Gong Yao turned around, he saw Lin Zhenzhen wearing Gong Yao's cotton slippers, a white long dress that reached her knees, and her slightly damp hair falling down, unable to hide her even more moist and bright eyes.

So well-behaved, as well-behaved as a porcelain doll.

Are you still busy with work?

"No, just browsing." Gong Yao closed his laptop.

"Oh." Lin Zhenzhen paused for a moment, somewhat hesitant.

"It's late." Lin Zhenzhen smiled sweetly. "Do you want to..."

"how?"

The girl sighed, her tone seemingly regretful: "Never mind, saying something like this on our second meeting seems a bit too casual."

Gong Yao looked at her, a faint fire flickering in his eyes: "It's alright, say whatever you want to say."

Lin Zhenzhen slapped her thigh, "You're not full either, are you? I'm starving! What do you have at home? If not, can we order takeout?"

Gong Yao smiled reservedly: "I didn't expect that a girl like you would enjoy eating late-night snacks."

In the end, Lin Zhenzhen still ordered a seafood congee casserole and expressed her dislike for Gong Yao's refrigerator.

"There's only a bunch of fast food, no fresh vegetables at all, such an unhealthy lifestyle." He then proudly puffed out his chest, holding up the clay pot of porridge in his hand.

Gong Yao defended himself, saying, "I don't usually cook at home, so I'm too lazy to go grocery shopping."

"Yes, that's how young people are. They eat takeout every day, stay up late, and love to drink carbonated beverages. They're practically raising poisonous insects with their own bodies."