The sweltering afternoon sun was making people drowsy.
In an office in a Capital City high-rise, a cold drink sat on the chairman's desk, beaded with condensation, while the central air conditioning hummed, pumping out cool air.
Hu Weixiao leaned back in her executive chair with her legs crossed, a posture that accentuated her graceful curves. A shame no one was there to appreciate the sight.
Hu Weixiao held her phone, her manicured nails making crisp tapping sounds as she swiped across the screen.
From morning until now, aside from breaks for meals and to use the restroom, Hu Weixiao had remained in this exact position, engrossed in today's "clash of red and yellow."
"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!"
The knocking at the door shattered Hu Weixiao's wandering thoughts.
"Come in!"
A woman in her early thirties walked in, holding a stack of documents.
"Director Liu, is the investigation report ready?"
