At 8 o'clock, employees of the Mingya Advertising Company began to clock in one after another, starting another mundane and tedious day.
"Hey, guess what I saw at the entrance just now?"
"Mercedes? BMW?" A girl from the neighboring desk replied with a playful grin while having breakfast.
"Can't you be less cliché? Let's think more luxurious."
"Land Rover? Porsche?"
The woman extended her index finger and gestured, "Close, but think even fancier."
"Lamborghini?"
"Close to that level. But the correct answer is a Maserati GranCabrio, in a flashy red color, a four-seater convertible sports car."
"Is it expensive?"
The woman gestured with her fingers to indicate the price. "Impressive, right?"
The girl took a bite of her toast and vigorously nodded. "Enough to cover my salary for twenty years, not to mention deductions for social security and other expenses."
