Chapter 211: Hard to Escape
Shen Hanxing’s heart felt warm, and she was full of confidence again.
After Ji Yan company’s PR department had released a public announcement that the commercial street in S City would be opening on the 15th day of the first lunar month, the news spread like wildfire. Many people expressed their interest in visiting the commercial street.
Painting a mural on the wall was not easy. On the morning of the 15th, Shen Hanxing stayed alone in the warehouse and painted the last stroke of paint. Ji Mo was chased home by her to get some sleep a few hours ago. Shen Hanxing had not slept for two days and two nights, so she was extremely tired.
After carefully locking the door of the warehouse, Shen Hanxing wrapped her coat tightly around herself and walked through the long alley. She planned to eat a bowl of hot wonton at the wonton shop that she had visited before. Then, she would go to the hotel to change her clothes. Activities on the commercial street were going to start at eight in the morning.
It was a cold morning before dawn, the streets and alleys on the west side of the city were all quiet. Only the crisp sound of her heels landing on the ground could be heard. Shen Hanxing was forced to stop when she had just walked past a corner.
Scarlet specks of light lit up in front of her, then dimmed after a short while. It was someone leaning against the wall and smoking. Hearing the movement, that person turned his head and looked over. Then, several specks of light appeared beside him, like pairs of blood-red eyes lighting up in a dark bat cave.
Shen Hanxing had a bad premonition. She wanted to retreat, but her path of retreat was unknowingly blocked by someone. These people were here for her.
"Miss Shen." The man in front of the rest approached Shen Hanxing with a cigarette in his mouth. He took a deep breath and spew out the smoke from his mouth onto Shen Hanxing’s face. The nicotine mixed with the man’s tone when he spoke was disgusting. Shen Hanxing, whose mind was muddled, came back to her senses. She asked cautiously, "What are all of you planning to do?"
"Miss Shen, you’re too insensible. So, someone wants to teach you a lesson." The man played with the lighter and suddenly lit it up with a click. A small flame lit up the man’s face which was full of viciousness. He continued, "I hope you will be more sensible in the future, Miss Shen. Women should stay at home to take care of the children, clean the house, and cook. You shouldn’t involve yourself with these things. It’s tiring and dangerous. Why bother?"
Shen Hanxing’s eyes suddenly became sharp. She looked at the man coldly through the dim morning air. She replied, "I don’t like what you’re saying."