She had never been interested in him before, had been too lazy to ask about him, and simply hadn't cared.
But now, she had to at least know what he did for a living, right?
"If you want to know, let's have lunch together. I'll come pick you up right away."
...
"Miss, if you don't eat some more 'crap,' your brain's going to conk out. Did you know that? The brain might not be big, but it demands thirty percent of the body's energy. Eat well, get smart."
Yan Xixi was also hungry and, after a moment's hesitation, agreed.
The food at this restaurant was delicious. Yan Xixi was famished, so she ate and drank heartily. Finally, full and satisfied, she stared at him. "Alright, you lout," she said, "spill it. What exactly do you do?"
"Guess."
Wan Donglin laughed heartily. "Silly girl, are you finally interested in my job?"
"I highly doubt you even have a proper job."
Wan Donglin ignored her provocation. "Miss, have you heard of an industry called finance?"
"Of course, I have."
