C69 Zhao Jie's Office

When I walked into the building, people were coming and going. It was supposed to be time to get off work, and since my skin color didn't match theirs, it attracted a lot of strange looks, but I was used to it. I was often stared at by Indians, and after a while I became numb.

Then a fat man in a uniform appeared at the door, looked at me with that deep look