Can You Support Qianqian?

"Xiaolu, I didn't expect to meet you here. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"

Lin Qianqian looked at the woman in surprise, a sincere smile on her face.

"I happened to be passing by and was a little hungry, so... I don't usually come to such a high-class restaurant." The woman's smile was a little fake, and she immediately changed the topic. "Is this your boyfriend?"

She was referring to Ye Feng.

Lin Qianqian hurriedly shook her head. "No, he… He's my boss."

The woman's eyes lit up. "Your boss? So young? I remember that you work in property management, right? Is he the boss of your property company?"

Lin Qianqian smiled and shook her head. "No, I'm working in an antique shop now."

The smile on the woman's face immediately faded. "An antique shop? Qianqian, I don't want to criticize you, but why are you getting worse?"

"At least the property management company still has a path to rise. What future does the antique shop have?"