Shen Bijun wasn't really curious; she just felt like she should say something.
Of course, there was a bit of curiosity too.
The girl with the black-framed glasses called her senior instead of directly using her name, which meant she probably worked in the entertainment industry.
Seeing that the girl had plain looks and noticing the thermal container in the back seat, Shen Bijun guessed she could be part of a production crew's logistics or an assistant to a star.
"Are you sure this won't delay your work?" Shen Bijun asked.
The time was within working hours, and the girl's attire made her seem like a student fresh out of college, still youthful. If because of this she were to lose her job, Shen Bijun would feel really sorry.
She suggested, "How about you drop me off at the bus stop at the next intersection?"
There was a sheltered area at the platform where she could wait for a taxi.
