5 PM.
This time marks the end of the workday for Qingcheng International.
At this moment, the entrance of Qingcheng International is severely congested with traffic, and all the luxury sports cars parked there belong to many young handsome rich men waiting to pick up their girlfriends after work.
The goddesses of Qingcheng International are used to this scene. After all, Qingcheng International attracts all the beauties of Celestial Capital, and at quitting time, it becomes a paradise for men.
Even a dozen traffic police are here to direct traffic, which has become a routine for these officers. They come to the entrance of Qingcheng International every day at this time.
Qingcheng International, Planning Department.
"Tianyu, are you free tonight? How about I treat you to dinner?" Lin Xin's beautiful eyes sparkled.
