After coming out of the Luo family courtyard, Yue Qinghui raised his eyebrows and asked, "Shuangyu, what do you think of my two friends?"
Dong Shuangyu put his hands in his sleeves, exhaled as if he was afraid of the cold, and then said slowly: "They are all extraordinary and equally talented people."
Yue Qinghui didn't let him dismiss him. He smiled and hugged Dong Shuangyu's shoulders, and kept bumping his shoulders against Dong Shuangyu's back: "What's so special about it? I know you have a way of judging people. Tell me about it."
Dong Shuangyu raised his eyes and sighed as if he was helpless about Yue Qinghui.
"Let's talk about Mr. Han first. You and I changed at least ten different topics during our chat, and he not only kept up with them all, but also knew them quite well. He was definitely not an amateur trying to show off."
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