The weather was very good today. The haze that had been lingering in the sky of Yinjiang City had finally cleared up after three or four days of wind and rain. The sky was clear and blue, like an overexposed landscape photo.
The air conditioner in the office was set to low, and the humidity was also low. The air conditioner next to the upper right corner of the window was spitting out large clouds of white mist like a dry ice machine. The pot of four-season red on the windowsill could not withstand such low temperatures. It was drooping, listlessly, with its arms hanging down and its head lowered, without the slightest bit of vitality that flowers should show in summer.
Qiao Shishi knocked on the door, and after getting permission, she pushed it open. She was immediately startled by the cold air that was incompatible with the season. She stood at the door and shook off the goose bumps on her body before walking in.
"Boss, are you really not cold?"
Qiao Shishi stood in front of the desk and looked at him as he asked questions sincerely.
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