He always felt that interacting with others should be pleasant, not oppressive.
"Where do you want to start?"
Bai Zhi was drinking lemon tea as she looked towards the journalist.
The journalist was startled—it wasn't said that they would start after they finished eating hotpot.
"How about we start with the topic of me sending my parents to prison? Actually, I think you should get a voice recorder; otherwise, how are you going to record everything?"
Although Bai Zhi had agreed to the interview, the journalist had no intention of recording a video. She thought he probably did that to protect her. He really was a good "little brother."
The hotpot had already been served, and the journalist had ordered a lot of dishes, as if he feared that there wouldn't be enough to eat for the two of them.
Two small hotpots confused both Bai Zhi and the journalist. The waiter informed them that it was customary to use small hotpots here, one for each person.
