Shen Jing, when tired, would flip through her old social media accounts. The number of her followers had neither increased nor decreased. She hadn't deleted the photos of Yunding's house or Yunding's cat. Even the candid shots of Zhou Luchen's hand and suit jacket were still in her videos.
Her days passed, ordinary and plain. She was alone, without worries, spending money and swiping her card, occasionally splurging a whole 1,800.
It was a pity that the price of these stockings had suddenly gone up.
Up to 2,200.
In June, there was a closed-door financial regulation seminar. Shen Jing finally managed to get a ticket and went abroad to New York. She focused on her studies and, naturally, did not encounter the so-called president of United Bank.
She was in Upper Town, while United Bank was in downtown Manhattan, the world's most expensive land.
