"Hey, Julie, who's that handsome guy who just came to the corner desk?"
Inside Naughty Dog Company, a Latin American woman nudged Julie and asked in a low voice.
Julie glanced toward the corner and shook her head in confusion. "That spot... isn't that where Ryan sits?"
"Who's Ryan?" the Latin American beauty asked, stunned.
"It's... An Shunwang. Don't you remember?" Julie frowned.
"Oh... you mean that Chinese kid?" The beauty looked puzzled. "Huh? You're right. Isn't he usually there? Why did they replace him with such a handsome guy?"
Julie's expression darkened. So looks really are justice, huh? They're both Chinese, but someone's presence here is practically incomparable...
At the same time, worry welled up inside her. After work yesterday, one of An Shunwang's friends had come looking for him and gotten into an argument with Boke. Boke had been thoroughly beaten up. Although An Shunwang himself hadn't done it, this could very well provoke Boke's revenge. Once he complained, their supervisor Pichai would definitely take his side. Julie knew that these Indians loved excluding outsiders and protecting their own, especially when it came to bullying Chinese employees.
Could it be... An Shunwang has already been fired?
Julie thought of the man who worked diligently, seeming honest and low-key, yet with eyes bright as the stars. The thought of him being forced out by someone as despicable as Boke made her feel uncomfortable.
With that thought, she glanced at Boke, whose face was bruised and swollen not far away...
Boke noticed Julie's gaze, and smugness immediately rose in his heart. He recalled what his uncle had told him yesterday: when pursuing local beauties, one should appropriately display one's strengths and let these white people know the status of Indian descendants. In American society today, the average wealth of Indian