The rain was so heavy that it felt like there was a hole in the sky.
When I ran to the company holding an umbrella, most of my body was already wet. Heavy rains in the suburbs of Beijing in August come at a moment's notice. Within half an hour, half a foot of water accumulated on the road.
"An Xiaoyu, are you here? The Gu Group's contract must be delivered tonight. Can you afford it if it's late?" The voice of the supervisor, Sister Chen, burst out from the phone, and even the current could not block the bitterness.
I looked at the time on my phone, it was 9:30 pm.
"Sister Chen, I'm already on my way -"
"Don't tell me this! Mr. Gu will read the documents early tomorrow morning. If you are delayed, get out of here tomorrow!"
The phone was hung up.
I clutched my phone and took a deep breath. This is my life. I am twenty-three years old, graduated from Beijing University, and work as a receptionist and handyman in a small company. I earn 4,500 yuan a month. I rent a partitioned room in a village in the city, and I am called here and there every day. Who told me that it doesn't matter if I don't have a background? What else can I do except endure it?
