This year was approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and one afternoon when I was busy with my work, Chen Dajun suddenly walked up to me with a chattering look.

"Tang Yuyang, are you free at night?"

I shook the wrench in my hand.

"What's the matter?"

"It's not like there's something, I want to invite you to a drink, ...... in the evening

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