"Have you finalized both the time and location for the interview?" Gao Liang asked. "Oh! That's still something I haven't figured out yet!" Dong Mengyao had little experience and had never gone through a formal interview before. "Take out the Tokyo city transportation and sightseeing map, brother—help me analyze the route you can take to get there!" Gao Liang encouraged Dong Mengyao to check the map. "Hmm!" Dong Mengyao was surprised at how attentive Gao Liang was, actually helping her plan the public transit route. "Ling, the company's location is quite hard to reach—there's no direct bus, and you'll have to transfer several times. That's not too bad, but once you get off the bus, you'll still need to walk for about 20 minutes to reach the place!" Gao Liang took over the map Dong Mengyao had found, and seemed a bit concerned. "Then what should we do? I'm not familiar with that area!" Dong Mengyao felt stuck. "How about this—" I'll write down the specific bus route for you: first take Bus No. 13 from here all the way to Six Trees Station, then transfer to Bus No. 28 and get off at Wanquanhe Station. After getting off, walk one more block and take Bus No. 47 to Yu Shuyuan Station. From there, walk for about 20 minutes to reach the interview location provided by this foreign trade company. Highlighting and annotating the map, Guangliang carefully explains the route to Dong Mengyao. Dong Mengyao listens intently, as this complex bus journey has never happened before to her. "Sister, as a young woman, you should be careful about your safety. I'm going to handle some business tomorrow—I won't be able to accompany you!" Guangliang reminds her. "Yes!" Dong Mengyao nods gratefully. "Sister, aren't you a bit hungry?" Guangliang asks with concern. "You just mentioned it, and now I really am!" Dong Mengyao agrees. "Then I'll prepare something for you. Just stay at the internet cafe and get ready for tomorrow's interview!" Gao Liang truly seems to care about this young lady. Dong Mengyao is still online as before, feeling very happy, and once again, a classic scene from the film "The Family Homebody" appears in her mind—she's genuinely touched. Soon, the meals are ready, and Gao Liang invites Dong Mengyao to have dinner. What kind of dish is it? Dong Mengyao is surprised—it's a dish she particularly loves: tea tree mushroom stir-fried with beef strips. "Bro! You're cooking for me again! Why are you being so kind to me?" Dong Mengyao expresses her surprise and gratitude at the same time. "I'm your brother!" Gao Liang's answer is simple, which surprises such a beautiful Dong Mengyao. "But I think, even if someone is your actual brother, they might not treat you as well as you're being treated!" Dong Mengyao looks at Gao Liang's handsome face and remarks. Gao Liang doesn't respond—he simply says, "The food has cooled down! Hurry up and eat! I'll rest early today—tomorrow you still have an interview, and I also need to go to work." They said nothing more. After dinner, Gao Liang settled on the fold-out bed—a place he had never lain on before—that he had used for a long time, while Dong Mengyao lay on the large spring mattress that Gao Liang had always been polite enough to let her have. Between them stood a deep green curtain, like a wall, separating the two. With the job search finally underway, Dong Mengyao was thrilled. Though the interview address provided by the foreign trade company was somewhat hard to find, being officially invited for an interview was truly exciting and heartening. After all, it was an opportunity! Having gone through so many job applications and faced repeated setbacks, Dong Mengyao had learned a great deal: if an opportunity arose, one must seize it. Otherwise, regret would come too late. Thus, Dong Mengyao got up at 7 a.m., got ready and dressed up. Naturally beautiful, she's a campus star from the Film Academy—on the streets, she commands a 99% return rate; the remaining 1% are mere dazed or crazy people. Even a light touch of makeup enhances her charm and radiance. Yet Dong Mengyao herself sees this as a rare opportunity to secure a job. She believes that a strong external image is essential—poor first impressions are likely if one's appearance is lacking. Therefore, during job interviews, one should dress neatly and project a refined image and demeanor. This is a fundamental requirement for any job search, especially for a long-anticipated career in foreign trade. Such a beauty leaves even our handsome Gao Liang in awe—let alone others. However, Gao Liang is currently handling his feelings toward Dong Mengyao with a calm and rational mindset. Following Gao Liang's specified transportation route, Dong Mengyao transferred buses several times, asked many people for directions, and finally reached the interview address provided by the foreign trade company. This is a newly commissioned modern office building. Dong Mengyao was about to walk in when a young man stepped out from the lobby on the first floor and said, "Excuse me, miss—is this for an interview?" "Uh-huh," Dong Mengyao nodded. "Which company are you interviewing with?" the young man asked. Dong Mengyao gave the full name of the foreign trade company. "Oh! That's wonderful! I'm actually the interview coordinator for that company! Look—our car has just arrived!" He pointed to a brand-new sedan that had just arrived outside the office building. "Let's go with us!" "But wasn't the interview scheduled right here?" Dong Mengyao asked, puzzled. "Miss, you see, this is a newly constructed building. Our company is temporarily based here, and the interview location has changed slightly. The manager in charge, Xu, hasn't come yet. I'll take you to find him!" The young man explained, showing great enthusiasm. Dong Mengyao stared at the young man, who seemed entirely harmless in his manner and demeanor, and thus believed him. After nearly 20 minutes of winding drives through several turns, the car finally stopped in front of a plain gray building that was hardly noticeable. Was this it? Dong Mengyao felt a bit puzzled—was this the office of an export company? She asked herself. "Hurry up and get off! Mr. Xu has been waiting for us impatiently!" the young man urged. Dong Mengyao said nothing; since she had come, she might as well give it a try. She went up to the second floor, only to find that this wasn't an export company at all, but rather a residential home, messy and disorganized—nothing like a proper office. Dong Mengyao sensed something was wrong, yet she was still pushed and guided into Mr. Xu's office. This is a larger room, featuring a rather unimpressive, slightly worn office desk—on it, there seems to be a telephone, though the cord has been pulled loose. Opposite the desk, against the wall, there's a double leather sofa in a dark grayish hue, somewhat faded and worn, with what looks like bloodstains still on it! Dong Mengyao felt a bit uneasy upon seeing it. What place is this? Dong Mengyao felt a growing sense of panic. A solid middle-aged man with broad shoulders and a rugged facial complexion sat beside the office desk, holding a cigarette between his teeth, puffing and exhaling steadily. His teeth were yellowed, and his eyes were glazed over—Dong Mengyao found him immediately unappealing. "Here's our Xu Manager—he'll be conducting your interview. You'll want to impress him!" The young man from earlier had completely changed his previously pleasant demeanor, now appearing strangely enigmatic, as if plotting some grand scheme. Especially in his final remark—“You'll want to impress him!”—his tone carried a distinctly suggestive, even sensual undertone, which deeply surprised the recently graduated, inexperienced Dong Mengyao. But then Mr. Xu, the manager, asked, "We're hiring public relations officers, at a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan—welcome to join!" He then fixed a rather appreciative gaze on Dong Mengyao's full chest, making her blush. Being stared at by a man with such a keen eye for beauty wasn't easy. "We were supposed to be hiring an overseas trade assistant, weren't we?" Dong Mengyao looked puzzled, since the online job posting clearly stated that. It wasn't public relations officers at all. If it had been, she would have never come. "The positions are already full! Now we're only hiring 'ladies'!" Mr. Xu deliberately emphasized the words "ladies," staring at Dong Mengyao with a clearly flirtatious gaze, making her feel increasingly embarrassed. "Then I'm leaving!" Dong Mengyao finally couldn't take it anymore and decided to walk away. "Not a chance!" Mr. Xu snapped, cracking his teeth. "What do you want from me?" Dong Mengyao asked firmly. "Since you've come today, you're going to stay—and you're going to enjoy yourself!" The Xu manager stared at Dong Mengyao's full, plump breasts, his eyes watering with desire. As he finished speaking, the door was closed from the outside by the young man. With a crack of his teeth, the Xu manager revealed his fierce, lustful nature, pushing Dong Mengyao down onto the worn-out double sofa, like a starving wolf charging in.