I moved toward the elevator.
Jang blocked me again.
“This is for executives.”
“I heard you.”
“Then why are you still here?”
“Because I’m going upstairs.”
Her face tightened. “Don’t dirty the elevator.”
I pressed the button.
When the doors opened, I stepped inside.
Jang followed.
“You’re finished,” she said. “I’ll have your internship canceled before lunch.”
I watched her reflection in the mirrored wall.
“Since when does an intern’s future depend on whether she obeys the president’s secretary?”
“Everyone under President Shiao passes my inspection.”
That told me everything
