At noon, the sun was at its zenith.
There were few people on the street, least of all younger folk.
It was a common sight recently due to migration to the south. Sea City could eventually end up resembling the abandoned towns in the remote Siberian tundras of the former Soviet Union.
Li Xiaochen sighed internally as he looked at Xie Yiren sitting opposite him, youthful and radiant.
Mr. Zheng was indeed lucky to find a scrub nurse like her in this desolate place. Her actual skill notwithstanding, she could definitely make a living off her looks alone.
She was also rich, which made her more difficult to poach.
However, he knew Sea City was a third- or even fourth-tier city in a remote area. How rich could one be? To him, there was no one in this world that he could not recruit. All that mattered was how much money he was willing to spend.
