Just leave the developments to the big teams in the national server, Chun being overly concerned may not be the best.
It's just about dinner time, say goodbye to the internet café's revelry and go out for a meal.
While eating, the phone rang, it was his wife Xiaoqin: "Chun, have you eaten?"
"I'm eating right now!"
"Tomorrow is Uncle's birthday, lunch at Jinjiang Grand Hotel, can you come back?"
"Sure, sure, I already told the boss in advance."
"Alright, try to come early, take your time eating..."
After the call ended, Chun truly felt the weight of the task at hand, spending six days at the internet café has taken its toll, he still needs to go for a haircut and apply a face mask to tackle the oily skin and dark circles.
No, I'll go tomorrow morning. Otherwise going back to the café all refreshed and glowing, people might think I'm celebrating for something, thinking I've gained great benefits — can't let anyone think that. What does it have to do with me?
