It was an evening in December. The wind was biting, and lead-gray clouds obscured the sun.
Chen Yansen sat on the sofa by the window, gazing at Building Six diagonally across from him. The glass curtain wall of Pinbei's headquarters was covered in various Christmas decorations, and a Christmas tree over three meters tall stood by the entrance.
He knew perfectly well these people weren't celebrating some damn Christmas; they were just looking for an excuse to have some fun.
Although Pinbei didn't mandate overtime, most employees still put in an extra three hours on workdays. They would even take one day on the weekend to work another six.
There was no helping it. Housing prices in 2012 were already on the rise, and the pressure on young people was immense. They had to earn money for a house and save up for a bride price. How could they get by without working themselves to the bone?
