「The last day before winter break.」
The air was a bit heavy. As Tang Ran and Qiao Lan reached the Melt Star Association building, they glanced up at the sky. "Oh, it's snowing."
Qiao Lan nodded. "Let's hurry. We shouldn't keep the Chairman waiting."
Tang Ran was speechless. "Secretary-General Qiao, you really don't have a romantic bone in your body, do you? This is the first snow of the year! Have you never heard the romantic legend of the first snow?!"
"All I know is that we have to give the Chairman our summary report today." Qiao Lan pushed open the door, her expression impassive.
Right as they walked in, they saw two people holding up a pair of couplets, debating whether they should be hung on the Chairman's door.
"Of course we have to hang them! This is the Chairman's first New Year with us, so we have to treat it as a big deal!"
