In front of the building deep inside Zhiquu Alley, there stood two golden wolves, cast in solid gold—gaudy, ostentatious, arrogant. Sunbeams sliced through the leaves and landed on the wolves, reflecting a dazzling radiance that made the whole alley glitter.
These immensely valuable golden wolves were left unguarded out front, yet there wasn't a single soul in the alley. Anyone who caught a glimpse of that golden shine from the entrance seemed desperate to grow wings and fly away, not daring to linger even a second.
This was because it was the headquarters of the Statistical Department in Yanjing.
Anyone foolish enough to touch those tacky wolves had paid a hefty price for their tastelessness, to the point where the wolves became even shinier and slicker over time, becoming the Statistical Department's unofficial mascots for prosperity and good fortune.
