The huge clock in the lobby of JT struck five, and the workers of the business tower silently rejoiced. It was yet again the end of the hellish yet worthy day under the Lais. They all felt like they have been slaving themselves to just a small family of three, but they knew it came with grand rewards.
Celebrating the end of the workday was a normal topic among maidens in the hall where Xu Rouguang waited for the files to be collated for him. Even if his eyes were on the door, his senses were on that group of ladies hanging out by the corner. One of them seemed to be stressing about wearing new clothes or at least sporting head-turning accessories.
"Oh... look at my face. This audacious pimple really stands out even from under my concealer." One of the girls kept on checking her cheek on her compact mirror as they gathered in a small circle. She kept on making sobbing noises.
