At 7:45 in the morning on Monday, Lu Qiwu was squeezed into the subway line 3 by the crowd as usual. The carriage was filled with a mixture of body odor, cheap perfume and the greasy smell of breakfast buns. Everyone was like fish in a sardine can, clinging to each other and unable to move. Lu Qiwu took out his phone with difficulty. On the screen was a dense collection of unread work group messages. The top one was sent by his supervisor, Manager Wang, ten minutes ago: "8:30, big conference room. Everyone must be on time. Those who are late will bear the consequences.
