After dinner, the Spring Festival Gala was still playing. Dan Qingze washed some fruits, took some for himself, and put the rest next to Elliot Gu.
The man was browsing on his phone at the table, concentrating so intently that it seemed as if he wanted to be absorbed into the phone.
Avery Shan didn't know what he was doing, and from the sound of it he didn't seem to be playing games.
"Don't you watch TV?" he asked curiously.
"You can see." Elliot Gu stared at the cracked phone screen, "I'll upload my resume."
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