"Brother Zhao, is President Sang working overtime today?"
Assistant Xiao Zhao had just come out of the boss's office after delivering some documents when a colleague immediately pulled him aside.
"He's still looking at reports. Doesn't seem like he's leaving."
Knowing why he was asking, Xiao Zhao leaned in and whispered in his ear.
The colleague immediately sent a crying emoji in the group chat, and soon, the screen was flooded with them.
Obviously, everyone was waiting for news.
It was like the boss had taken the wrong medicine or something. For the past few months, he'd been acting as if the company were on the verge of bankruptcy. Not only did he wear a stern expression all day, but he'd also started staying at the office at the drop of a hat, working late every night. It was inhuman!
With the boss burning the midnight oil like that, how could the employees dare to leave early?
They had no choice but to get swept up in the grind.
