At three o'clock in the morning, there were only scattered lights in the office building, but the door of the conference room on the 12th floor was ajar, and Lin Yan's figure was elongated by the cold light of the projection screen. As the core planner of the project team, the plan book spread out in front of her was densely marked with red pens. The water droplets on the wall of the coffee cup slid down the cup body, leaving a small dark mark on the solid wood grain of the conference table. Two hours ago, Party A suddenly made a request to overturn the original framework. In order to submit a new plan at six o'clock in the morning, she stood alone with the information left by the team - the sound of keyboard tapping occasionally broke the silence. More often, she just stared at the jumping cursor on the screen, unconsciously rubbing the penholder with her fingertips. The red blood in her eyes hid her obsession with the implementation of the project, and her unwillingness to let down her trust in the team.
