In the evening, dark clouds traversed the sky, obscuring a crescent moon.
Taoyuan Square was draped in nightfall, devoid of the daytime bustle, with only sparse lights flickering in the buildings, guiding the way for the future of the 996 work slaves.
Thirteenth floor, Skinny Pig Medical Beauty Technology Company.
When Zhang Fan arrived, the lights inside were still on, but no one was visible; by this time, everyone should have left.
"Is anyone there?"
Zhang Fan walked in, glancing around, seeing no response, not entering the lobby, the reception was also deserted.
"Sister Tiantian?"
Zhang Fan called inside, still receiving no reply, took out his phone, sent a voice message to Wang Tiantian, telling her he was already at the door.
Following this, Zhang Fan started wandering around the lobby, the surrounding walls adorned with various success stories: rhinoplasty, breast enhancement, body contouring, etc.
