He was dressed in a tailored business outfit, which clearly clashed with the surroundings, yet he fit into the environment perfectly.
Quickly, a familiar figure appeared in sight.
Just like the past days, Qian Lele sat quietly on a small stool, dressed in simple clothes, listening to Sister Wen gossiping about entertainment and the troubles at work.
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"I tell you, Lele, our damn director is so shameless, asking me to bring her lunch at noon without paying even a penny!"
"Damn, a leader who earns over ten thousand a month, taking advantage of my four-thousand-a-month salary, it's really annoying!"
Qian Lele thought for a moment and said softly, "Sister Wen, I've encountered this kind of situation before, and the solution is quite simple. Just bring your own lunch at noon."
"Oh, it's just too much trouble." Sister Wen shrugged helplessly, "By the way, Lele, the weather is so nice today, why hasn't Tang Song come to sit here?"
