At 7:48 in the morning, outside the glass curtain wall on the 23rd floor of Singularity Group, the city has not yet fully awakened, and the gray-blue skylight cuts diagonally into the corridor.
Lin Xia stood against the wall in the tea room, her fingertips still sore from repeatedly tapping the keyboard when she changed the plan last night.
She turned the pen unconsciously with her left hand, and picked up the cup of oatmeal latte with her right hand - 60 degrees, no more, no less, 30% sugar, fixed formula. The ritual feeling of T1 sales for three consecutive years is hidden in this warm mouthful.
She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall to catch her breath. She clocked in thirty-seven minutes ago and entered the company. This was her first pause today.
The air was filled with the aroma of the coffee machine that had just been started, and the low-frequency hum of the central air conditioner.
But the moment she opened her eyes, her peripheral vision swept across the mirror wall opposite——
Another figure was leaning there in exactly the same posture.
