Stuck on the road of the Imperial Capital's third ring, Liu Zhe, who started his own business but was not much different from office workers, covered his mouth and coughed twice. The girl sitting in his passenger seat, speaking fluent Chinese yet slightly accented, expressed her concern, "Oppa, the air is still so bad today, maybe you shouldn't go to work."
Liu Zhe looked at his Korean girlfriend, who was very pretty, especially with her very fair skin, and said, "This is a critical time for the company. If we can't secure this round of VC funding, the company will fall into financial trouble. But if we can just get through this, your boyfriend could be worth hundreds of millions."
His girlfriend, Liu Xiuzhen, furrowed her brows and said, "But Oppa, you already have a chronic respiratory condition and the poor air quality here in the Imperial Capital will only worsen your condition. I don't care about how much money you make; I just want you to be healthy."