"The more enchanting something is, the more fragile its vitality... Aren't flowers like that, and aren't people the same? In reality, those who are shameless and ruthless often live to a ripe old age... Yet, those who are upright and honest always have a hard time..."
Yan Xixi was silent, thinking, otherwise, why would people invent the word 'smooth'?
It's simple, in this world, people like to deceive themselves or others. Everyone prefers to hear kind lies rather than accept the cruel truth.
In fact, everyone has a fragile heart.
"Xixi, what plans do you have for work after graduation?"
Yan Xixi was frank: "I received several offers before, but they were all from foreign institutions. Since I didn't think I'd return to China so soon, I don't know the domestic market yet, or if there's a suitable opportunity."
Wan Donglin replied: "You don't need to worry about that, there are quite a few positions suitable for you."
