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“Panda, where do you see yourself in five years?”
“Well,” he sips his tea, jasmine, like always, “I’ve always liked the idea of running a quaint little bed and breakfast in the countryside-- with my wife, of course.”
He tacked that last part on very hastily, like he was desperate to clarify he could and would be married in five years; desperate to prove something to someone. He masked this with an awkward chuckle.
“Very interesting!” The interviewer says after a beat.
The same question would be asked to his older and younger brother respectively, but Panda missed their answers.