Several interviewers here have happily finalized Catherine, went home to eat and sleep, and the moment she closed her eyes, a meteor suddenly crossed the sky.

The three interviewers woke up the next morning and went to work as usual, only to find that the people around them were looking at them very strangely.

Until she got on the subway, the short-haired woman had just sat down, and a black man next to her looked at her with a disgusted expression.

The short-haired woman frowned, where did she come from such an impolite black monkey?

However, when I got out of the car, I walked to the shop where I usually buy coffee, and several fashionably dressed black girls sitting next to me were watching me whispering and laughing from time to time.

The short-haired woman's face was a little ugly, and when she had ever received this kind of gaze, she always felt a little strange.

After buying coffee, when I passed by the black girls, I heard some ridiculous words.

"Oh my God, she's so white, she looks so unhealthy, I wonder if she's got some kind of disease?"

"I think so, too, and her hair is still brown, it's ugly! It's good that it's not blonde or red, otherwise it's even more ugly!"

"I think she's quite pathetic, and I don't know how long she saved up to buy this cup of coffee, and it's said that white people are paid very little. ”

The short-haired woman was already stunned, she couldn't understand what this black girl said, what skin fiasco, what low salary.

The short-haired woman was a little angry, and just wanted to rush forward to teach them a lesson, but she didn't expect a tall white man in a security guard uniform at the door to come over at this time.

"You, what are you doing?" the white man reprimanded with disgust, "I'll leave after buying coffee, what are you still doing here, be careful that your boss fires you squid!"

"You, how does this person speak?" "The short hair and the woman's face flushed, "I'm a famous French fashion editor-in-chief, who will fire me?"

At this time, a black youth and a yellow youth passed by, and when he heard the words of the short-haired woman, he couldn't help but laugh, "Hahahahaha, what did you hear this white chopping chicken say, she said that she was the fashion editor!?"

His words were echoed by many people in the café.

"That's right, Caucasian people can only do some work as workers, nannies, and drivers, and when can Caucasian people also be fashion editors-in-chief, it's really ridiculous and generous!"

"You.... You—" The short-haired woman seemed to be shocked, and with a look of disbelief on her face, she pushed open the door of the café and rushed to her company.

However, when they arrived at their destination, they saw a familiar figure standing at the gate, wasn't this the black cleaner of their company?

Before the short-haired woman could think about it, she saw the man walking over quickly, "What's the matter with you? Don't you want to do it anymore?"

Then he quickly noticed the coffee in the short-haired woman's hand, and became even more angry, "When can I let you bring coffee to work? Do you have this spare money? Do you have this spare time?"

The short-haired woman was stunned at the moment, and what the black woman in front of her said was what she had said before by mocking the black cleaner.

At this moment, she finally realized that this world was not the world she was originally in.

When I looked around, I saw that the magazine cover models on the front desk were all black and yellow, and the advertising screen opposite the building was all black and yellow, and there were never white people on the screen.

However, the newspaper hung on the newsstand, and the cover used a photo of a white woman crying, and the big headline next to it was, "Poor White Housewife".

All of this seemed to be different from the world that the short-haired woman had been in before.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaoli's family's mood had turned cloudy, and even seeing the short-haired woman's collapsed expression was even more joyful.