From sunrise to sunset, the day had passed in the blink of an eye.
The office at Cloud Summit Culture gradually grew quiet.
The editor-in-chief reached for his water cup, intending to take a sip, only to find it empty.
He lifted his head. It was already dark outside; the city lights were just beginning to twinkle. Only then did he realize an entire day had passed.
"It's dark already? That was too fast, wasn't it?"
The editor-in-chief stretched, moved his body a bit, glanced at the water cup, then shook his head and sighed with a wry smile.
He had never imagined this book would be so captivating; he simply couldn't put it down. Unconsciously, he, the editor-in-chief, had spent the entire day engrossed in a novel, slacking off.
Luckily, he was the editor-in-chief and had his own private office; otherwise, what would others think if they saw him?
He decided against water; his family was probably getting anxious by now.
