Profound Candle Prefecture, Youth Newspaper Agency.
It was already quitting time, and the setting sun was sinking. Qing Lan wore the melancholy expression of a pretty widow, forcing herself to cheerfully greet the editors.
With Jing Zhengwei, the gatekeeper, absent, the bootlicker Mu Qingmei could finally show off her skills. She followed Qing Lan around, calling her "Big Sister" this and "Big Sister" that, and even invited Qing Lan to a date on Damen Stone Street, hoping to break through their superior-subordinate relationship and become best friends.
Qing Lan did not refuse. After all, there would be no one to eat with when she went home.
As the two of them left the agency and got into the car, they suddenly heard a commotion coming from the main road. Curiously, Qing Lan asked, "What happened?"
The female driver, Mi Die, glanced over. "It seems the Heyang Army has entered the city? Young Madam, do you need more details?"
"I'll go take a look!" Mu Qingmei volunteered, skillfully pulling out paper and a pen before getting out and running toward the main road like a seasoned paparazzo.
Her skill did not come from frequently conducting interviews—the Youth Newspaper was entirely fabricated, so there was no need for interviews—but from training herself by spying on and observing Jing Zhengwei and Qing Lan.
If Qing Lan ever got a look at her notebook, she would definitely be furious enough to order Mu Qingmei to wear white stockings, glasses, and a maid uniform to work from then on. Don't ask why it had to be white stockings, glasses, and a maid uniform. Qing Lan had never worn them, anyway.
At that moment, Qing Lan rubbed her hands together like a fly and awkwardly looked at Mi Die in the rearview mirror. "Um, Sister Mi..."