The next few days were relatively relaxed; I watched pay TV in the evenings and went to sleep.
During the day, I didn't forget that I still had 10,000 followers on Douyin and Toutiao. Using a mirrorless camera, I filmed two or three episodes of footage every day, uploading them directly without editing.
Occasionally, I would ask Ding Jiaqi out for a meal; life was wonderful.
Until Wen Li called, Zhang Jing once again arrived early at 1032 84th Avenue.
Breakfast room.
Zhang Jing secretly glanced at the table: shrimp dumplings, soup dumplings, beef balls, char siu, aged white tea...so plentiful! "Have you had breakfast?" Wen Li asked.
The hotel room included breakfast, a bargain Zhang Jing naturally couldn't pass up. He ate breakfast and went out, but then shook his head.
"Sit down, I
