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Outside the bus window, the hail was gradually increasing, mixed with raindrops, tapping on the glass. Countless raindrops slid down, flashing through the colorful city lights along the way. Zhou Xingjin's Maybach had long been swallowed up in the hustle and bustle of the traffic, its whereabouts unknown. Shen Zhitong never expected to see Zhou Xingjin again when she returned to the city. After all, the difference in their social statuses was too great. Unless they were in the same company, there would be no chance of meeting. The city was vast, with Ferraris and Maseratis driven by the wealthy juxtaposed with tricycles ridden by commoners. Although both types of vehicles shared the same roads and waited at the same traffic lights at intersections, everyone knew they were not from the same world. The glass windows of their cars, whether luxurious or humble, created an insurmountable class divide, hiding beneath it arrogance and ridiculous pride.

Zhou Xingjin belonged to the former, while Shen Zhitong belonged to the latter. Returning to her cramped rental apartment, Shen Zhitong took off her khaki coat and lay quietly on the sofa. She stared at the ceiling, her cool gaze reflecting even more coldness. She hoped this would be the last time she would encounter him.

The next day, Shen Zhitong and Jiabao stood at the door of the meeting room, knocking. Everyone inside turned to look at them.

"Ally, sorry, we booked this meeting room," Shen Zhitong politely reminded the girl at the front of the room.

Shen Zhitong's company, Blueheart, was a small advertising agency. They didn't have many projects usually, but when there was an urgent case, they could hold meetings eight hundred times a day.

Ally rolled her eyes. "What project are you guys working on?"

"Sweet Chocolate," Shen Zhitong greeted the creative director sitting inside the meeting room. "Potato, we had an appointment with you yesterday. We're here today to discuss the plan for Sweet."

The creative director, a short and stout middle-aged man who resembled a potato, was affectionately called "Potato Teacher" or "Potato Brother" by others.

Potato slapped his forehead. "Oh, I forgot."

Seeing Potato's reaction, Ally quickly coaxed, "Potato, the meeting is already halfway through!"

She turned to Shen Zhitong with arrogance. "Let us use the meeting room for a day, okay? What kind of miscellaneous chocolate do you need to discuss? Just write it yourself."

Potato leaned back in his chair and said to Shen Zhitong, "Send me the proposal for that chocolate later. I'm busy with their project today and don't have time for you guys."

The door closed.

Jiabao stood at the door, her face flushed with anger. "They're just too arrogant! Not only did they snatch our meeting room, but they also snatched our people! Ally is just relying on her relationship with Amy!" Amy was Blueheart's account manager. At only 26 years old, she was already on par with Ellen, managing an entire team for a skincare brand.

Last year, Amy brought a well-known domestic skincare brand resource to Blueheart, supporting half of the company. She was a pivotal figure in the company. It was said that the skincare brand belonged to her fiancé's family, and she only joined Blueheart to gain experience, intending to assist her husband in managing the family brand in the future.

"Despicable!" Jiabao continued to complain. "Alright, let's go back." Shen Zhitong remained calm. "I just can't stand the arrogant faces of Ally and her department!" "Then look at them a little more," Shen Zhitong replied lightly.

Jiabao was taken aback. She walked beside Shen Zhitong, who was half a head taller. She could only look up at her and observe her carefully.

"Shen Zhitong, I've never seen you angry or sad before."

"It seems like you really want to see me angry or sad."

"Yeah! Can you get angry for once?"

The two returned to their workstations, half jokingly.