Bab 173: Some people are like cement

Zhang Qingqing's originally cheerful mood instantly turned into a tangled mess.

Lin Tang?

That's right, she'd heard that the new clerk at the Broadcasting Station was named Lin Tang.

Not only that, but the one in the newspaper was also named Lin Tang.

Zhang Qingqing had assumed it was just someone with the same name, but who would have known it was the Lin Tang she knew.

Most importantly, wasn't Lin Tang "ruined"?

What was going on now?

A female worker who had come to use the restroom saw Zhang Qingqing standing motionless at the door for a long time, her mouth twitching.

Her gaze towards her was becoming somewhat strange.

Did someone actually like that smell?

Zhang Qingqing snapped back to her senses and met the woman's quirky, amused expression.

Already furious, she became absolutely livid at being looked at like that.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it before?"

After venting her anger, she quickly walked toward the performance hall.