The atmosphere at Capital City's BBC Broadcasting Station this morning was eerily quiet.
Normally bustling with noise and activity, the office level was unusually calm today. As soon as anyone arrived and saw the person sitting inside, they became as if tongue-tied, bowing their heads and quietly scurrying back to their own desks.
Wei Ting arrived at the company just in time for clock-in, as usual.
She had dressed herself up especially dazzlingly today, even spritzing on a bit more perfume. She was in a cheerful mood, all smiles as she chatted with her friends about the events of yesterday afternoon, "Hey, did anyone discover that woman this morning?"
"Don't know, some people went to the restroom, so they should have found her, I guess. Anyway, I'm sure no one discovered her last night."
"Haha, she had it coming! Who told her to be so arrogant? And to openly say bad things about Sister Wei Ting. Hah, so arrogant, she can't blame us for dealing with her!"
