At 5:30 in the morning, the biological clock woke up Xing Ruiwen on time. It was just dawn outside the window and the city was still sleeping, but she had already stood up gently and walked into the cloakroom - the wardrobe was full of neatly tailored business clothes, dark grey, navy blue, and off-white. The only bright color was a light pink shirt, which was a "stress relief gift" forced on her by her subordinates on her birthday last year.
