Li Min stormed into Qian Meng's office at six in the evening. "You have a flight and you need to pack," she reminded her.
Qian Meng looked up from her file and wanted to throw a fit. "Shit. I forgot. I just have this file left. It should take me half an hour. Can you drive me back?"
Li Min nodded and didn't protest. Qian Meng focused on her file as she stepped into the elevator. The employees that flocked in at the same time, getting off work at their designated time looked at their boss and wondered if the sun had risen from the West.
She ignored them effectively and stepped into the car. Li Min drove her to the hotel and was about to leave when Yun Qian Meng stopped her.
"Stay here," she ordered. She ran up to her room and returned with her wallet in hand. "Your hundred yuan," she commented, handing the money to Li Min. "Didn't want you to ask for interest."
