Inside the restroom stall, Ni Yuexi cried silently as the women from the company rubbished her while they did their makeup by the mirror.

"Why is my life so difficult! Why?!"

Tear fell unrestrained as she reached for the toilet roll to wipe her privates. Bundling up wads upon wads of the flimsy b.u.t.t wiper, she made them into a makes.h.i.+ft sanitary pad for her monthly visitor.

Nothing from that day had gone right for the temporary worker at Ziaomi, from boxes falling over to being at the center of harsh criticism and gossip. She felt that life could not get any worse than it was for her at the moment.

The more she stood behind the door of the toilet, the weaker she grew from the insults that kept coming at her.

"She's so fast on her feet! Why didn't she use that talent of hers to get a permanent position the right way! Someone like her cannot be ordinary, that's a given!"

The women made faces at the mirror, pouting and angling their body from side to side to see the effect of their newly applied makeup.

"I give her a year! People like her would get replaced in no time!"