"Brother Zhang, you're here. Help me sort out the gifts."
These were the first words of Feng Xi after she opened the door of her dorm room to her assistant. "Gifts?"
"Um. Sent by fans. It's the new year ne. Suddenly I got a pile of things and don't know what to do with them ah." Feng Xi moved aside and the sight behind her was revealed. A few tens of pieces of paper and some parcels covered in colorful gift wrappers were revealed. It was obvious that someone had already tried to sort them out somehow.
"I was going to do this alone. But it's too much!" The young woman looked a little embarrassed as she pushed aside a pile of torn wrappers and some empty cardboard boxes.
"You should have called me earlier!"
"Hehe."
