Yunfan Stadium.
At the entrance, a giant inflatable arch welcomed everyone with bold letters:
"Warmly congratulate Steel Cup T-Shirt Factory and Horny Princess Interactive for holding their grand employee sports festival."
Passersby stopped to stare.
"Whoa, who are these companies?" one muttered. "Throwing a sports day this fancy?"
"No clue. All I know is the same guy owns both."
"Same guy? Must be loaded. Look—referees, cleaners, security guards. All hired just for this."
"Imagine blowing that much money so your employees can play tug-of-war."
Two hired hosts—a sharply dressed husband-and-wife team—waited at the gate. Ye Feng, the husband, looked at the arriving buses nervously.
"So… which one of these people is the boss again?"
"No idea," his wife, Chen Xuan, whispered back. "They just told us 'the boss is surnamed Kim.' Very helpful."
The first bus arrived: employees from Horny Princess Interactive filed out, lined up, and unfurled their banners.
