Ji Fang's mind was clear as a mirror, ignoring anyone with impure intentions. No matter how much they tried to please him, he wouldn't dare to act contrary to his loyalty. Despite the Deputy Director being very good to him, he never took advantage of his favor to lose perspective on what was important.
"Ji Fang, you're here."
The break room housed about a dozen people, most of whom were young, around Ji Fang's age, a third of them women.
Upon seeing Ji Fang enter, Zhao Wei, sporting large braids, greeted him with a radiant smile, her demeanor warm and natural.
"I just heard you were called away to take a phone call and was wondering when you'd be back. Didn't expect it to be so soon," Zhao Wei said. Though her name might sound male, she was a bona fide beauty.
With almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks, her long, black, glossy hair styled into the most fashionable double braids made her the center of attention wherever she went.
