Just when Zhang Fan was excitedly heading to the Armed Department, the Entrepreneurship Center was already seething.
Over two hundred people walked into Building A, leaving a group of security guards dumbfounded.
Good lord, these people don't look like they're here for work at all.
Does anyone bring a brick to work?
Soon, they came to their senses.
Damn, there's trouble!
"Hey, what are you here for!" a security guard shouted.
"Looking for someone!"
"Who?"
"None of your damn business."
With that, the group headed straight to the fifteenth floor.
They didn't take the elevator but climbed the stairs instead.
With so many people, how many rounds would it take with the elevator?
Plus, it was the peak of rush hour, and the elevator area was already packed.
Suddenly, more than two hundred people snaked up the stairwell like a long dragon.
"Fuck, why are there so many people? I'm going to be late."
