The next day, Chen Yansen woke up bright and early. He had a bowl of savory tofu pudding in the cafeteria, then bought a glutinous rice cake and ate it as he walked.
When he reached the intersection, Song Yuncheng was already there, waiting for him in a pink down jacket.
The early winter morning was chilly, and the mist from their breath was clearly visible.
"A sample from Meiters?" Chen Yansen stepped closer, pinching the logo on her jacket and giving her a teasing smile.
Song Yuncheng lowered her head, saying sheepishly, "The hem was damaged during the quality check, so Sister Li just gave it to me."
Sure enough, there was a pink patch on the hem, but it was hard to notice if you weren't looking for it.
Chen Yansen said nothing.
Most samples sent by vendors, aside from the high-value ones, either collected dust in the office or were given away to other students by the category operations team.
