Another wonderful day had come to an end, and He Minhong got off work in high spirits.
Work had been going smoothly lately. The account she had built herself had started gaining some followers, and the number of fans grew every day. Most importantly, she could slack off at work and write her own articles, so she never felt overly tired. Every day felt like she was getting a bargain, and her life felt quite fulfilling.
Dressed in loose, comfortable clothes and carrying a canvas bag, He Minhong walked out of the company.
Not far ahead of her was her supervisor, Zhang Qian. In high heels and a fitted little business suit, carrying a new Chanel bag, she swayed her hips with every click of her heels, looking utterly seductive.
He Minhong followed Zhang Qian out and reached the roadside with her. She had not paid much attention at first, but as she scanned a shared bike, she spotted a black Audi S8 parked by the curb. She took a closer look at the license plate and immediately wanted to run over and say hello.
But then she saw Zhang Qian pull open the front passenger door. Before getting in, Zhang Qian glanced around and saw her hurrying over.
Zhang Qian asked, "He Minhong, do you need something?"
"Ah... no, no."
"You're so careless. Be safe on your way home." Zhang Qian did not think much of her, but she still gave her a reminder.
She disliked how He Minhong went on all day about how articles needed educational value. She did not like people who could not be coaxed into saying a word, yet could choke her half to death the moment they did speak. Still, He Minhong had changed quite a bit lately. Her articles might not have