Before Song Qingchun had the chance to respond, Su Zhinian hung up on her. Song Qingchun's mind was still blurry since she had only just woken up. She allowed her phone's busy tone to continue as she was once more claimed by sleep. It was until two consecutive message alerts came from her phone that Song Qingchun pulled her phone to the front of her face and forced her eyes open to look at it. The messages were sent from the same number that had just called her.
The first message contained six numbers. The second only contained one word: password.
Like the phone call, the messages were short and to the point. Song Qingchun studied the messages for a few seconds as reality slowly dawned on her. She glanced at the date on her phone; it was 1st December, the day her contract with Su Zhinian officially came into effect.
