Bright and early on Monday morning, Yang Chen had formed the habit of leaving home half an hour early. He would visit the western district market, grab breakfast, and then manage to arrive at the office right on time before the roads got congested.
As he stepped into the lobby of the Public Relations Department, a group of well-dressed and attractive female colleagues was already eagerly awaiting him. They looked at Yang Chen as if a group of hungry tigresses had spotted a plump sheep.
"Yang ge, you finally made it! I've been feeling so empty without the breakfast you bring!" exclaimed one of the girls.
"Quick, give it to me! My soup dumplings!" chimed in another.
Several of the ladies had already learned to come forward to take Yang Chen's breakfast. This made Yang Chen quite pleased. Being surrounded by a group of fragrant women was a delightful treatment that not every man could enjoy.
