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Breaking the Cocoon: Transformation of Deceit
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"Ding ding ding—"
The harsh sound of the alarm clock shattered the morning tranquility. I fumbled to turn off my phone, the 6:30 AM glow glaring in the dim room. Today was my first day at work. Taking a deep breath, I threw off the covers and sat up.
Outside, the sycamore tree swayed in the morning light, its dappled shadow casting over the cover of "Principles of Finance" on my desk. I reached out to touch the spine, feeling its subtle ridges beneath my fingertips. This book had accompanied me through countless nights of studying for the CPA exam, and now it was finally going to be put to use.
As I washed up, I looked at my reflection in the mirror: a white shirt and black trousers, the standard attire for a newcomer in the workplace. The tie was a Windsor knot I had practiced over a dozen times last night; it was still a bit crooked but hopefully not too noticeable.
The subway was packed with commuters during rush hour, and I clutched tightly to my folder containing my resume and identification. My phone vibrated— a message from my mom: "Good luck on your first day! Don’t forget to have breakfast." It dawned on me that I had been so nervous that I forgot to buy breakfast.
Stepping out of the subway station, the financial district rose high around me, glass facades reflecting golden sunlight. I looked up at the tallest building among them—Hengsheng Group headquarters—my heart racing involuntarily.
"Hello, I'm here to report as an intern," I tried to keep my voice steady.
The receptionist greeted me with a professional smile. "Please show me your ID and offer letter."
Just then, hurried footsteps approached from behind. "Excuse me!" A woman in a Chanel suit rushed past, clutching a stack of documents; her high heels clicked sharply against the floor. I instinctively stepped aside but still felt her shoulder bump against mine.
Documents scattered everywhere, and I quickly bent down to help gather them. "I’m sorry, I'm in a hurry," she said impatiently but froze when she looked up and saw me.
I froze too.
It was a face I knew all too well—Lin Yue, my high school deskmate. Memories flooded back: she always sat by the window in class, sunlight illuminating her profile as she focused intently on her work, and on graduation day when she tearfully announced her plans to study abroad...
"Su Wan?" she called out my name first.
"Long time no see," I managed a smile as I handed her the documents I'd picked up.
She took them from me, her gaze lingering on my name badge for a moment. "You’re also at Hengsheng? Which department?"
"Investment Department; today is my first day..."
"Investment Department?" She raised an eyebrow. "Perfect timing; I'll take you up."
In the elevator, neither of us spoke. The Lin Yue from my memories always wore her hair in a ponytail and donned a school uniform; now she stood before me looking polished and commanding—a true professional.
"Ding," the elevator chimed as it stopped on the 28th floor. She turned to me and said, "The Investment Department is on the 30th floor; you can go up yourself. By the way," she paused, " manager Lu will be inspecting today, so... be careful."
I didn’t have time to ask why before the elevator doors closed.
Pushing open the glass door to the Investment Department, I found it already filled with people. My workstation was by the window, adorned with a potted pothos plant whose leaves glistened with droplets of water—it had clearly just been watered.
"New here?" A guy from the adjacent desk leaned over. "I’m Chen Mo; I've been here for a week."
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