Synthetic Life: Counterattack from Being Transparent in the Workplace

In June in Jiangcheng, the air was filled with indestructible heat and humidity, like cotton wool soaked in water, which stuck to people's faces and made them feel stuffy. Qiao Xu stood in the lobby of the "Dingsheng Group" office building. The cold touch of the glass door was still on his fingertips, but the sweat on the back of his neck had slipped down his spine and into the collar of his shirt, leaving a small dark mark.