Today was Saturday.
It just so happened that Liu Jiayang was on duty at the customs.
At that moment, he was sitting behind his desk.
Standing by his side was a young woman in a customs uniform, reporting her work.
Liu Jiayang seemed to be listening intently, but his eyes continuously swept over the woman's burgeoning chest.
The woman continued to speak.
Liu Jiayang interrupted her, smiling slyly as he asked, "Comrade Jiawen, how long have you been working here?"
The woman's name was Li Jiawen.
She smoothed her disheveled bangs and replied, "Reporting, Chief, I've been here for 7 months."
"Oh, seven months, you haven't been made permanent yet?"
"Not yet."
Understanding the situation, Liu Jiayang said, "Comrade Jiawen, in your batch, there were 8 interns, but there are only 6 permanent positions available. That means two people will be eliminated. Do you have any thoughts on this?"
Li Jiawen was a clever woman.
A very clever woman.
