Wang Xiaoliang entered Xiao Mo's office building neatly dressed. Wei Zijin was setting out to build her career, and he couldn't let his image as her "personal assistant" hold her back.
Just like yesterday, the office building was utterly silent.
Unlike yesterday, there wasn't a single person awake.
Wang Xiaoliang stood in the hallway for a while without seeing a soul. The livestreaming rooms from yesterday were all tightly shut, without a sound coming from inside. These livestreamers kept the opposite hours from normal people.
He wandered around. The hallway was a complete mess. Delivery boxes lay on the floor, along with several unfinished cups of milk tea, their tapioca pearls soaked pale. A pile of samples filled a corner: shampoo, snacks, and some oddly shaped products he couldn't identify.
Without giving it much thought, he headed straight for the office Xiao Mo had arranged for them.
Passing the restroom, he noticed a mop, rags, and a basin neatly set out.
Wang Xiaoliang filled half the basin with water and soaked a rag. He returned to the office, and before long, it looked completely different, clean and tidy.
No one was around, and it was quiet. With nothing else to do, he simply started cleaning the hallway.
He moved deftly and worked fast. He stacked the scattered shipping slips neatly and put all the empty bottles and trash into large garbage bags. As soon as he cleared an area, he mopped it clean.
It took almost two hours.
He mopped the once-dusty floor until it shone, and a fresh, damp scent filled the hallway.
He sorted the jumble of samples by category and stacked them neatly, with every label facing outward. That was a supermarket stock clerk's specialty.
Looking at the neat rows of products, Wang Xiaoliang felt at ease.