Feng Jun had his tricks, but there was no way he could explain them. He could only give a dry laugh. "Mining is hard physical work. It wears on both body and mind. Do it for a while, and it's hard not to lose weight."
Red Sister's eyes shifted. "Then you should be able to come up with an effective fitness program, right?"
"My dear Red Sister, that's my job," Feng Jun replied with a laugh of exasperation. "Working out in a gym and mining in the wilderness—how can they be compared? Besides, I'm not good at summarizing things."
"You have Dual Degree, even better than a master's student. How could you possibly lack even that much ability?" Red Sister said with a smile. "Modesty is a virtue. Excessive modesty is hypocrisy."
Wang Haifeng was dumbfounded. "Red Sister, you remembered all that so clearly? I always thought you never paid attention to Feng Jun... I didn't expect you'd set your sights on him so early."
"You're no good!" Red Sister shot him a fierce glare, then lifted her teacup and took a light sip before speaking slowly.
"My memory has always been good. I just couldn't be bothered to let you know... If I remember correctly, when Feng Jun got his first paycheck, he was still eating an ice pop. Then he got into an argument with Zhao Qi."
Damn, Feng Jun actually sucked in a cold breath. "Red Sister, that memory of yours... it's incredible. I really never noticed before."
Red Sister set down her teacup and spoke leisurely. "Why would I let you notice? A boss has to maintain some distance from her employees. That counts as management art, doesn't it? Being a boss isn't easy these days. Keep people too far away and they resent you; keep