ANTICIPATE DANGER IN TIMES OF PEACE THE MEETING DID NOT LAST AS LONG AS YINGHUI HAD EXPECTED. The banker was Singaporean, a woman a couple of years younger than Yinghui who, it turned out, had been at university at the same time as she (they vaguely remembered each other from the Malaysian and Singaporean Students’ Association’s monthly meeting). She had moved back to Singapore after graduation and worked there for a few years for a local bank before being transferred to Shanghai recently—about a year ago. “That’s a long time for Shanghai,” Yinghui remarked. “Some people don’t last more than a couple of months. How are you finding it?” “Um, okay,” she replied. “Not bad. A bit stressful.” The corners of her mouth and eyes were pinched, sleep-deprived, despite the veneer of a professional smile and discreet makeup. Yinghui recognized a restlessness in the banker’s face, a mixture of excitement and apprehension that people exhibited when still new in Shanghai, in search of something, even though they could not articulate what that something was.
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