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The next morning I typed a resignation letter. Before I could send it, Shen Ling'an walked into the office with Zhong Yaoyao. She wore a bright smile and a designer suit. She did not look like a dying woman. "This is our new technical director," Shen Ling'an announced. "Everyone, please welcome her." Li Na, my colleague, looked between us and bowed awkwardly. "Director Zhong." I said nothing and tightened my grip on the resignation letter. Shen Ling'an frowned at me. "Song Mingshuang, everyone greeted the new director. What is your attitude?" Zhong Yaoyao smiled and held out her hand. "We will be working together. Please take care of me." I reached out. Shen Ling'an pulled her hand back. "You are the director. You do not need to give face to every clerk. Come, I will show you around." They walked away. My hand stayed in the air. That afternoon I packed my desk. Six years of work fit into one cardboard box. Li Na helped me carry it to the elevator. "Are you really leaving?" she asked. "Yes." "Where will you go?" "Home," I said. "I am getting married." She stared at me. I smiled. For the first time in days, it did not feel like a lie.0