It was the scent of mint from that herbal pouch she smelled every day.
In a flash, something lit up in An Ziqi's mind, connecting all those clue fragments clearly.
"Madam, send another one."
"Send another one."
The staff around were still laughing and shouting lively.
Seeing An Ziqi dazing, Hai Tang gently pushed her, "Sister Ziqi?"
An Ziqi came back to her senses and smiled at her and the staff around, "Are you ready?"
"Ready."
"Ready."
...
The crowd around laughed and shouted eagerly.
The sound of Whatsapp dinged continuously as An Ziqi sent out ten big red packets in a row this time.
The group below cheered, almost poking holes in their phone screens with their fingers.
Although these people weren't afraid of An Ziqi, they knew their limits. After causing a commotion twice, they laughed and thanked An Ziqi, then returned to their desks to work.
An Ziqi looked up at Hai Tang and stepped directly over to her, lowered her head, and sniffed her.
