The riverside wind was cold, but there were still plenty of pedestrians. Some braved the wind on power walks, some strolled with their hands in their pockets, and others, perhaps struck by a sudden whim, went running along the river at night.
The retractable dog and cat leashes had been let out quite far. A-Mao and A-Gou jogged ahead, their leads tangled around each other several times. Naturally, A-Gou was leading the way. He usually went on early-morning runs with Wang Yan and had seen plenty of people, so he was not afraid of strangers. A-Mao was much worse in that regard. Once outside, she stayed close to A-Gou, completely forgetting how she bullied him at home—a little cat who was only fierce in her own territory.
Wei Lan was bundled up tightly, with a hat on her head, a mask over her face, and a scarf around her neck. Her hands were tucked into her pockets as she slowly walked beside Wang Yan.
"Sun Yi mentioned the New Year just now, and it reminded me. When is our company taking its holiday? And what about year-end benefits? Should we hold an annual party or something?"
"What do you think?"
"Let them off a few days early. When I used to work, the New Year was always a headache. Leave was hard to request, tickets were hard to get, and there were people everywhere. Making the round trip twice was more exhausting than working. Now that we run our own company and made quite a bit this year, we don't have clients to answer to or performance pressure. We can earn some goodwill from the employees too. Why not? What was that saying online? Oh, right—because you've been caught in the rain yourself, you want to hold an umbrella for