บท 217: Invitations

September 2, 20XX (Monday)

Beijing

Yang was carrying an invitation as he knocked on the door. If this were not a special invitation, he would never step into this room today. Yang had to do this for Mei Li, dammit! He waited for permission to come in, and when the deep voice of his R&D department head sounded, he went inside after gulping fresh air. There would be a lack of odorless air after he goes inside the office, so he had to take as many breathes as he could.

Entering the office, Yang kicked the garbage bag that was falling towards him. Yang scrunched his nose as he smelt the odor of the office. Piles of cans littered beside the couch, and empty pizza boxes, wrapping paper from famous fast food chains, and large paper cups were stock together to form a mid-sized mountain of trash on the center of the room.