CEO, Why Are You So Annoying?

It was another ordinary, unremarkable day. Traffic flowed endlessly along the roads, with the occasional minor jam.

As the traffic lights flashed, cars of every price range continued moving in orderly fashion, while traffic police directed them through the intersections.

Sunlight spilled across the land, bringing warmth and light, and filling everything with life.

"Sunday, February 28, 20XX, the seventeenth day of the first lunar month."

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.