New York, Manhattan Times Square.
A blonde woman in a professional suit appeared in the crowd, her hair slicked back to her scalp, highlighting her sculpted features, with a dusty rose lipstick that gave her a gentle and approachable demeanor.
Walking among the diverse crowd, she became a figure that one could spot at a glance.
Her name is Julia Perrin, blonde and blue-eyed, a typical German.
A company lobby.
It was still early, and the workday hadn't begun. Upon entering the lobby, she accurately targeted a brown-haired woman sitting properly on the lobby sofa, with fiery red lips and high arched eyebrows—an eye-catching woman.
She walked over quickly and sat down next to her, then smiled and asked the brown-haired woman beside her, "Are you here for the interview too?"
"Hmm?" The brown-haired woman looked at her somewhat surprised, sized her up and down, and said, "Yes."
