"Oh, that email is from the trade union. There's an 80% chance the email is talking about the distribution of labor insurance supplies or changing my working hours." Feng Zi didn't seem to care too much about it.
"Does your union usually send these messages to the entire group of people?" Zhang Heng asked afterward.
"That's how they usually work. What's the matter?" Feng Zi was a little confused by Zhang Heng's question. She looked up, only to discover that almost everyone's bracelets were vibrating right now. Through the bar's glass window, Zhang Heng could see that the Singularity Bar's patrons were looking at their bracelets and checking the email that they just received.
Feng Zi frowned. "What's going on?" She then clicked on the email that she received and instantly froze.
There was a video attached to the email.
