A new post-00s student just joined the company—he’s a 1.75-meter-tall male university student.
One female coworker joked in public: “If you’re not under 1.8 meters, it’s not easy to find a girlfriend, you know.”
A few high-quality leftover single women nearby exchanged glances and gave a restrained, shallow smile.
The guy didn’t even turn his head back—he just replied coolly: “Don’t feel like you have to look down on my height. Because I won’t become your husband—or your friend?”
“I heard that the cold war has already ended. So why does our company still have so many cold-war leftover goods stacked up?”
The group of people who had been laughing just a moment ago fell silent instantly.
One female coworker joked in public: “If you’re not under 1.8 meters, it’s not easy to find a girlfriend, you know.”
A few high-quality leftover single women nearby exchanged glances and gave a restrained, shallow smile.
The guy didn’t even turn his head back—he just replied coolly: “Don’t feel like you have to look down on my height. Because I won’t become your husband—or your friend?”
“I heard that the cold war has already ended. So why does our company still have so many cold-war leftover goods stacked up?”
The group of people who had been laughing just a moment ago fell silent instantly.