The decor inside this building was very plain. To the left, a corridor led to the interior elevator; on the right, a large blackboard hung on the wall, its meaning indecipherable.
There were two rows of benches in the lobby, and a few people in suits stood there talking.
At the center of the first-floor lobby was a four-sided information counter where a fat Black woman was seated, playing on her phone.
"Mmm... I need, uh, to meet with a doctor from the research institute. We had an appointment," Chen Ke coughed and said.
"Do you have his code?" the Black woman looked up at Chen Ke and asked.
"Of course, 0..." Before Chen Ke could finish, the Black woman slid a small keypad and a piece of paper clipped with a ballpoint pen through the window.
"Enter the code, then fill out this form," she said.
Ah... what a hassle.
Chen Ke took the items, first entered 0451, then bent down to fill out the form.
