Personality Test

The harsh winter had passed, but the air in the night was still full of chill. Under the dim illumination of the streetlights, a few sparrows were fluttering and flying, braving the chill to seek food to alleviate their hunger.

Right as his cigarette burned out, a black Mercedes Benz drove fast and quickly stopped in front of Tang Xiu's car. A sturdy man came out and opened the rear door, as Chen Zixue came out and tightened his black windproof overcoat while carrying a roll of papers and going toward Tang Xiu's car.

"Hello, Mr. Tang."

Chen Zixue realized that Tang Xiu did not have the intention to get off the car, thus he had no choice but to bow and say.

Tang Xiu wore an expressionless expression. He threw the cigarette butt from the window and saw Chen Zixue's face slightly change, then said indifferently, "If you have something to say, then say it quickly. The weather is cold, and sleeping on the bed is much more comfortable than outside."