On Saturday, her shift worked overtime, with the promise of a day off on Sunday. But at the end of the Saturday shift, the supervisors decided they were falling too far behind on the new product, and told them they would have to work overtime on Sunday as well, if the company was to meet the American launch date. She hadn’t forgotten her promise to Min to find out when Kai’s meeting was going to be held. She’d been thinking hard about how to get in touch with him, apart from going to the Internet café and hoping to run into him. But with working overtime all weekend, she didn’t even have time to do that. By Monday, Laiping had worked eight days of eleven-hour shifts, without a day off. She was so tired that she went for long periods in factory working like a brainless robot, so when on Tuesday evening following marching exercises Mr. Wu approached her, she was nervous. “You, come with me,” he said. His expression was grim, and frightened Laiping.
