Zhou Ze sent this crowdfunding message to Lin Wanqiu on wechat,
after ten minutes, Lin Wanqiu replied with a message:
"Got it."
Then...
it was gone..
These three simple words made Boss Zhou feel that this morning's cat feces coffee didn't even have the slightest taste of feces,
everything seemed a little dull.
"Boss, What's Wrong?"Yingying, who had just woken up, asked the old man.
"Those who are loved have nothing to fear. Those who can't get will always be in turmoil. Now that I've flipped it, I'm not used to it."
"Why do you speak so strangely?"Yingying couldn't understand.
"You're still young. You'll understand when you grow up,"the old man said while stroking his goatee.
"You're older than me?"
"You're still cold. You'll understand when you get warmer."