As soon as it hit eight o'clock, the stray dog's WeChat dinged and—damn, someone actually sent him a red envelope.
This time, though, they added a few extra lines, sounding pretty pissed, saying he didn't post enough threads, the content was weak, and it didn't scare people like it was supposed to.
Qin Feng quickly messaged back, promising he'd crank out some high-quality posts the next day.
At the same time, he sent over Lin Nan's photo, telling the guy, "Hey, my girlfriend just graduated—any chance you've got a good job for her?"
Lin Nan was glued to her phone, eyes peeled to see if the other side would take the bait.
After a bit, the guy replied, asking Lin Nan to send him a short video to check whether the photo had been edited.
Lin Nan pouted, a bit annoyed, picked up her phone, threw up a peace sign, puckered up cutely, and said in her sweetest voice, "Brother, I know how to do laundry, cook, and I'm a whiz at coding.
