"Work, work," Shen Jingchuan furrowed his brows, "Is that all you know, huh?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Wenyan reached out to poke the crease between Shen Jingchuan's eyebrows.
Shen Jingchuan dodged at first but then realized her intention was harmless and simply let her do as she wished.
"What, am I wrong?"
"Of course, you're wrong! Actually, both you and I, I think we're both very lucky. At the very least, we've chosen our own jobs, and they're ones we're interested in, with decent incomes, not out of necessity. Of course, you haven't started making a profit yet, but when you do, won't you be miles ahead of the average person in minutes?