As the saying goes, it's better to have fun together than alone!
Song Cailian made a call to her husband, Huang Yide.
She talked about this matter.
As soon as Huang Yide heard it, his mouth gradually formed an "o" shape.
After a few seconds of surprise,
a smile appeared on his face, looking quite pleased: "Great! Great! Great! As expected from my good son, truly impressive!"
With his son's success, he, as a father, was naturally very happy.
"Hey, Old Huang, what's making you so happy?" His colleague, Lin Zhenwei, who was sitting diagonally opposite, couldn't help but ask out of curiosity after seeing him smile uncontrollably after hanging up the phone.
"Good news!"
Huang Yide smiled slightly and seemingly offhandedly said, "Oh, by the way, a new store just opened on West City Old Street, selling pan-fried buns and preserved egg and lean meat porridge, have you heard?"
"Oh... that! I've heard my daughter mention it. Her in-laws live nearby, and they say it tastes great."
