Zhao Guangran and Gong Jiaxin had driven a business car early to pick someone up, and they waited for a long time at the airport pickup point.
"Why haven't they come out yet?" Gong Jiaxin, waiting for a long time without seeing anyone, couldn't help but start to panic.
Though Zhao Guangran was also anxious, he couldn't show it. "They must be waiting for their luggage," he suggested.
Well, waiting for luggage shouldn't take this long. Gong Jiaxin recalled the unfriendly customs officer she encountered last time she entered the country.
"Could Ni Zi and the others have met someone like that too?" In over a year here, Gong Jiaxin had encountered many people.
Some were friendly to her, others were unfriendly or even hostile, but Gong Jiaxin had grown more indifferent and didn't bother wondering why anyone might dislike her so much.
To her, spending time thinking about these things was better spent figuring out how to learn effectively, as that was her priority.
