To call it an office is a stretch; it's just a place for a few guys watching the site to rest. The door is covered in graffiti, and once you push it open, the inside is smoky with cigarette butts and beer bottles scattered on the floor. A few shirtless men are playing mahjong, while others are watching TV or playing on the computer.
"Hey girl, tired from playing?" At the mahjong table, a sturdy man with flames tattooed on his arm and a buzz cut glanced at the doorway.
"Dog Bro, I'm not tired, I was just thinking about you!" Bai Jie said coquettishly, then walked over to the mahjong table and hugged "Dog Bro" from behind.
"Tsk tsk, university students really know how to talk, one sentence just lights up a room."
Dog Bro laughed heartily and picked up another mahjong tile, his eyes brightened instantly as he pushed his tiles forward, "I win! Pay up, pay up!"
