- Catch this bun, and you won’t have to worry about a piece of bread anymore.- This bun has already escaped the fox twice. I'm afraid that the third time all that will be left of her is bones. Besides, I love my job.***It seems that I am doomed to love him. He was my first love. Then he became my first man, but still he didn’t choose me. Now we have a third chance, but my career and business reputation are on the other side of the scale...