Her girlfriend carried a slightly warped frying pan to the wobbly, chipped wooden table and placed a fried egg on top of some minced meat. Then she sat down.,The next morning, Lin Qi simply washed up. Katherine had already left, leaving a box of cereal and a bottle of milk on the table.,Every person standing in Lynch's position now would have a sense of ambition and grandeur, because most of them can grasp the pulse of the future.。