Choi Man-sik had just finished a day's work and bowed and left amid the teasing of his seniors.

After three months of work, Choi Man-sik still felt that he didn't fit in with the other people in the company.

Each of them looks exceptionally exquisite.

Every day they dress themselves like the elite men and women in the movies, and the topics they discuss are also very high-level.

Various financial terms, Wall Street oligarchs, global investment giants...

They talk about it almost all the time, as if only in this way can they prove that they are investment banking elites.

Coffee, foreign wine, western food...

Choi Man-sik feels that instant noodles and radish kimchi are more suitable for him.

Otherwise...noodle soup is also fine.

Cui Wanzhi suddenly missed the roadside stall beside the river bank.

Looking up at the snowy sky, Choi Man-sik couldn't help but think, "How nice it would be if I could have a bowl of hot noodle soup at this time!"

"Look, it's the first snow." Choi Wan-sik realized belatedly that this was the first snow of the new year.

First snow, a romantic day for confessing love.

It is said that if you confess your love to your loved one on this day, you will definitely succeed.

But Choi Wan-sik didn't believe it at all because he was rejected on the day of the first snow.

He still remembers...

Her refusal that day was so decisive. She had a beautiful innocent smile on her face, but her words were as sharp as a knife.

From then on, Choi Man-sik knew that the "first snow" was all a lie.

Only by making a name for yourself can you be taken seriously.

For some reason, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was thinking of something happy.

Choi Wan-sik quickened his pace and strode towards the dormitory assigned to him by the company.

Zizi~ As soon as he opened the door, Choi Wan-sik smelled a familiar smell.

"This is..." Choi Wan-sik took off his shoes and trotted to the kitchen, where he saw the food on the table.

Two servings of steaming noodle soups, with a plate of thick-cut radish kimchi in the middle, and the chili sauce on top is evenly applied, which makes people drool at the first sight.

"Oppa, you're back. Were you tired today?" A delicate face with no makeup appeared from the corner of the kitchen, looked at him happily and asked.

"Yeah? Why did you think of eating noodle soup?" Choi Wan-sik sat down at the dining table, looking a little impatient.

"You said you missed the noodle soup made by the old man on the river bank. In this kind of weather, I think a bowl of hot noodle soup must be very warm."

Choi Man-sik, who was sitting at the table, just nodded and asked urgently, "Anything else?"

"Here it comes." The pickled dried fish was served on the table, and Lin Xiuyan took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator.

"It's time to have a drink."

He opened the beer with a beaming smile, placed it next to his hand, and then sat down opposite him.

"cheers!"

Seeing the beer in front of him, Choi Man-sik simply grabbed the beer and clinked it with hers.

“???” Lin Xiuyan’s head was full of question marks.

that's all……

"Shouldn't you say something?" Lin Xiuyan tried to remind him that today was a special day.

She had been preparing for this day for three months.

From the day I moved into this dormitory, it was all for this moment...

Choi Man-sik picked up a piece of noodles and put it into his mouth. He put the noodles back into the bowl with some regret, "What are you talking about... Are you leaving?"

He suddenly remembered that Lin Xiuyan said she was only staying temporarily and would leave once she found a suitable job.

When he thought of this possibility, Choi Wan-sik felt a little disappointed.

During this time, he has become accustomed to having someone waiting at home every day.

This feels so good...

"Ah!" Lin Xiuyan slammed the table angrily and asked, "Do you really want to drive me away?"

"No, I don't...what is that, you know my...mouth is stupid, I can't speak."

Lin Xiuyan held her head helplessly, rolled her eyes and said, "First snow, first snow!"

"Think about what the first snow should do. Think carefully about it." Lin Xiuyan looked at him expectantly.

Choi Man-sik is just a little naive, not stupid.

He understood Lin Xiuyan's hint, but he was not quite sure.

Besides, he didn't think his current situation was suitable for having one more person.

Even if, under the premise that he is very nostalgic for the time they spent together.

"First snow... time to celebrate. Also, Happy New Year." Choi Man-sik grabbed the beer again and clinked glasses with her again.

"Hey~" Lin Xiuyan gave up completely. This idiot didn't understand at all, or was he pretending to be stupid.

No matter which one it is, anyway...

It's impossible for him to say what you want to hear, oh~ shit.

"Choi Man-sik, are you happy during this period?"

"Inside."

"You like being with me. When you come home every day, there's someone to welcome you... someone to wash your clothes and prepare delicious meals for you. You like that, right?"

"Inside~"

"Then..." Lin Xiuyan smiled confidently: "Let's date!"

"No." Choi Wan-sik refused without any hesitation.

So after he finished speaking, Lin Xiuyan naturally thought that he agreed.

"Well, we'll stay like this from now on. I'll be in charge of the family... huh?!"

Lin Xiuyan frowned and looked at him uncertainly: "What did you say?"

"No." Choi Wan-sik answered firmly again.

Then he grabbed the chopsticks and buried his head in the rice bowl, eating with relish.

"Ah~" Lin Xiuyan grabbed the bowl and took it away.

Seeing that the noodle soup he only had time to eat was taken away, Choi Man-sik felt regretful, but still said stubbornly: "No, I still have a family to support... Miyane."

Lin Xiuyan did not expect Choi Man-sik's decisiveness and certainty.

How could he answer so confidently? Was there something about me that made him dissatisfied? Putting down his chopsticks, Choi Wan-sik stood up with the help of the table and said indifferently, "You can continue to live here. I won't drive you away... Good night."

"stop."

Lin Xiuyan bit her lower lip and glared at him unwillingly: "Well, it's ready. Eat it before you leave."

Looking at the soup noodles being pushed back in front of him, Choi Wan-sik was struggling internally.

He wanted to leave, but deep down he didn't really want her to go, fearing that it would be too much to just walk away.

After hesitating for a long time, Choi Wan-sik sat back in his seat and quietly finished his noodle soup.

"Kang Sangmida, I'm going back first."

Without turning on the lights, Choi Wan-sik just sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

"Wuwu~" The faint sobbing sound came into my ears through the door.

Cui Wanzhi felt inexplicably flustered. He stood up, sat down, stood up again, and sat down again, at a loss.

In the end, he was tortured and walked out of the room.

Looking at Lin Xiuyan lying on the dining table with her shoulders shaking, Choi Wan-sik didn't know what to say.

Comfort~ How to comfort, how do you say those words, hey, Xibala...

Walking to the dining table cautiously, Choi Wan-sik raised his hand and hesitantly placed it on her shoulder.

Then he patted her shoulder gently as if he was coaxing a child.

Just doing this seemed to have exhausted all his life's energy.

At this moment, Lin Xiuyan, who was lying on the table sobbing, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth into a beautiful arc.

…

Jiangnan, a newly opened electronic music nightclub.

Zhao Yingjun was jumping up and down on the dance floor like a madman.

He was dressed in high-end clothes and holding a bottle of Dom Perignon in his hand. He was very popular, and the women around him were hot and charming.

Press your sexy back against him and dance wildly.

"Woo woo~" After howling like a ghost to vent his excess excitement, Zhao Yingjun reached his hand into his arms.

"Take it, grab it, it's all yours."

The flying banknotes brought the atmosphere to a climax.

The fashionable and sexy women were lying on the ground without any image, taking as many banknotes as possible within their sight.

When Zhao Yingjun came back, he had two conjoined twins hanging from his arms.

Pure looks, devilish figure, sexy sequined hip skirt, very pure and sexy.

"Brother, how is it?" Zhao Yingjun fell into the sofa and looked at the two girls beside him with raised eyebrows.

"Brother, what are you standing there for?"

"Oppa~" The damn sound of the clip almost broke Li Zhenyu's defense.

Maybe Zhao Yingjun really enjoys this kind of coquettish girl with a hint of tea.

I think this is a kind of cute way of acting coquettish, which makes my heart melt.

But Li Zhenyu didn't think so. He wanted to give the other party two big slaps to make her shut up.

"Have you had enough of the trouble?" Knowing that he had been tense during this period, Li Zhenyu agreed to accompany him to relax.

But is it time to end it now? There are still many things waiting for them.

"Ok, you have the final say." Zhao Yingjun sat up straight and placed the bottle of wine on the table.

"Now, where do we go?"

Zhao Yingjun went to the hotel with his two hot girls, hoping that he could still stand up in the morning.

Li Zhenyu drove back to Jinwu, and his cell phone kept ringing on the central control panel, all of which were messages from Shu Minxiu.

Now that she finally had some free time, she was eager to find someone to share her joy and success with.

Zizi~ As soon as I pressed the doorbell, the door opened.

The next moment, a white arm grabbed his belt and dragged him into the room violently.

"Minxiu, congratulations..."

"Shh, don't talk. It's banana time now, I need to say hello to it first... Hey, are you okay?"

The next morning, when Li Zhenyu opened his eyes, the place beside him was no longer warm.

This gave him a strange feeling that he had become a tool.

However, when he thought of the battle scene last night, Li Zhenyu regained his confidence.

here……

It is still his home ground.

No one could get out of bed standing up, no one...

After rinsing himself off, Li Zhenyu put on his clothes, making sure nothing was left behind.

Close the door gently and leave.

On TV, Suk Min-soo, standing next to the party representatives as she announced her inauguration, was sacred and inviolable.

"President, all crew members need to be present for tomorrow's premiere, which will be at 2:05 pm."

"What else are you planning?"

"Tomorrow morning, Universal Investment will have an investment proposal meeting."

"Your friend called and wants to meet you."

"Wanzhi? When?"

"Today's schedule is full. After the celebration banquet tomorrow night..."

Under Li Zhenyu's gaze, Xia Zhuxi regarded the tedious social activities after the celebration banquet as "free time."

(End of this chapter)