Beijing and Hong Kong kiss

I opened the curtains, and the sunlight poured in, sprinkling on my face, and a little warmth spread out.

Lin You held Hu Baoer and lay on the windowsill. After smoothing its fur, he took a photo with his mobile phone.

The copywriter only wrote one sentence, "Great Cat Demon God, please grant me the power of rebirth."

The interview was held on the weekend, saving her the trouble of asking for leave from the company.

Lin You went out in formal attire, and before leaving, he gave the Cat Demon God some more cat food.

The company I interviewed for is called "Jie", which specializes in gardening design. The company is of average size. Although it cannot compare with the top companies, it is cost-effective and has room for development.

Contrary to Lin You's expectations, there were quite a few people interviewed today.

There were seven or eight people sitting in the waiting room, both men and women, all very young. Two of them looked like they had just graduated from college and were still timidly memorizing their scripts.

Lin You was drawn to be interviewed number three, which was a fairly lucky number, neither too early nor too late.

She sat quietly and waited for less than half an hour before a staff member entered the meeting room.

She took two deep breaths, then walked in with her head held high.

The interviewers sat in a row, six in total, headed by a middle-aged woman wearing black-framed glasses in the middle.

On the right hand side of the examiner, there was a girl with ordinary looks but brightly dressed, who looked to be only in her twenties.

When Lin You entered, the girl was sending messages. After Lin You sat down, she looked up and glanced at him.

She didn’t know if it was Lin You’s illusion, but when the girl looked in her direction just now, she felt a vague sense of malice.

Her fingertips trembled as she remembered what Shi Jingyuan had said to her in the hospital.

She has been targeted, and she can't hide in Jinggang City.

The girl quickly looked away and continued playing with her phone.

The examiner coughed to remind the girl, but the girl pouted and gave the examiner a blank look, without showing any sign of restraint.

The examiner curled his lips in embarrassment and simply ignored her and started asking interview questions.

They were all routine questions and discussions on the development direction of gardening design, which were not difficult for Lin You.

After the ten-minute interview, the examiner's smile to Lin You became even more genuine.

After Lin You left the interview meeting room, the next thing he had to do was wait for the interview results.

She has done her best, and the rest is up to God.

But if nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen.

Before she even walked out of the company, she was stopped by someone.

A staff member trotted over to stop her and explained his purpose.

"Ms. Lin You, the examiner thinks you are excellent and meets our company's recruitment requirements. She also wants to know more about your design experience. Would it be convenient for you to talk to her privately after the interview is over?"

Lin You hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The staff took her to a separate small meeting room and carefully served her a cup of hot coffee.

Lin You sat in the sofa area and waited.

Half an hour later, the sound of high heels was heard outside the meeting room.

The door was opened and several people walked in.

However, the person who came in was not the examiner, but the young girl who had been sitting next to the examiner.

Behind her, there were three or four girls, all of whom were about the same age as her, in their early twenties.

The girl asked the people behind her, "Lock the door. Is the surveillance turned off?"

Someone answered, "Don't worry, it's all ready, I guarantee no news will get out."

Even if Lin You was slow to react, she understood what these people wanted to do to her.

She was holding the cell phone in her hand and had already entered the number to call the police, but the girls were obviously wary of her and her phone was snatched away before she could make the call.

The girl in the lead sat down in the sofa area, crossed her legs and gave instructions to the other people.

"One person filmed the video while the others took off her clothes first, then mixed some condiments into her drink, such as coffee, hot water, cold water, or even garbage water."

The girls seemed to be very experienced in this kind of thing and started to act with a clear division of labor.

One of them even said to the girl in the lead: "An An, why do you have to explain it to us in so much detail? We didn't do these things enough when we were in school, did we?"

The girl in the lead, who was called An An, had a sad expression when she heard this, as if she was reminiscing about the past.

"That's true. If my family hadn't sent me abroad to study at university, I would have been able to play for a few more years in China. This kind of game is the most interesting. I like the angry but helpless expressions of these toys the most."

Another girl agreed: "We also like this kind of toy. Insulting their spirit is much more fun than torturing them physically."

Lin You heard the conversation between several people and his face became paler and paler.

She stepped back step by step, staring at these people coldly, with anger in her eyes that was difficult to contain.

Several girls approached her step by step, and one of them pulled her clothes while laughing.

"An An, look at her skin, it's so white, whiter than ours!"

"You know better than me. That won't do. Fortunately, I have foresight. I brought ink. We'll strip her naked later and paint her black."

"Wow, where did you find this antique? I haven't seen ink in hundreds of years."

"What do you know? My lawyer said that ink is safe to use. Even if there's a fight later, and I say I accidentally spilled the ink, can they still arrest me?"

A few people surrounded Lin You while talking to each other.

This conference room is at the end of the corridor and has excellent sound insulation. Nothing that happens in the conference room can be heard outside.

Lin You has always been resisting.

Only this time, her post-traumatic stress disorder did not kick in, and she remembered everything clearly from beginning to end.

She clearly remembered these people holding down her hands and feet and pouring coffee on her face.

I remember they took off her clothes and put ink on her from the neck down.

I remember they pushed her into a corner and everyone came up to her and spit on her.

I remember they piled garbage of unknown material on her body.

I remember they were filming with their phones, shining the flashlight into her eyes...

The girls were tired of playing and looked through the video they had already taken. They seemed very satisfied and then threw Lin You's clothes back to her.

An An squatted down in front of Lin You and raised her hand to pat her cheek.

"Look, even if you have been wronged, as long as you don't have any obvious injuries on your body, even if you sue us, our legal team will help us get away with it."

"You have no evidence, you can't do anything to us."

"If you are smart, just keep silent. If you want to fight to the death with us, think about your family."

"Believe me, we can find your family and send the video we took to your family to watch, or let your family experience it too?"

She seemed to have used these words many times, and they worked well every time, so after she finished speaking, she proudly left with her sisters.