Qin Feng finally squeezed into the elevator after entering the office building.
It was rush hour, and all four elevators were packed with people.
The urban white-collar crowd were all stylishly dressed.
Standing next to Qin Feng was a beautiful woman, around thirty, wearing a professional short skirt suit that accentuated her curves, giving her a mature charm.
Behind her stood a sleazy middle-aged man, wearing glasses, a bulging belly, carrying a briefcase, and his eyes were glued to her backside.
Before the elevator started, two or three more people squeezed in, prompting a round of shoving and swearing.
The middle-aged man seized the moment to cover his hand with the briefcase and reached right for the woman's butt.
The woman jumped in fright, put down her mirror, and cried out, "Who? Who touched me?"
The men and women in the elevator stayed stone-faced, afraid the woman would suspect them.
Qin Feng smiled and pointed at the chubby middle-aged guy behind her.
