And So It Begins
In the bustling streets of Shanghai, under the vibrant city lights, a man exuded an air of confidence as he strolled past the checkout counter. Dressed in casual shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, he sported sleek sunglasses and had a well-toned physique, a briefcase clutched firmly in his hand.
His companion, Steven, a slightly shorter man in his 30s, donned a simple t-shirt and pants, struggling under the weight of heavy bags. "Matthew, sir, shouldn't we be elsewhere?" he hesitated, clearly uncertain of their situation.
Matthew, undeterred, brushed off Steven's concern. "No, Steven! We've got a whole week ahead. Waiting around isn't our style," he declared, his tone filled with determination.
As they walked, Matthew couldn't help but notice Steven's burden. "You know, a lifting robot could handle those bags for you," Matthew suggested, raising an eyebrow at his companion.