At three o'clock in the morning, the lights on the seventeenth floor of the office building were still on.
The crackling sound of keyboard typing was particularly harsh in the empty office.
"Lin Bei! When will the plan be handed in?"
Department head Zhao Dezhu poked his head out of the office, with a shiny look from staying up late on his fat face: "Mr. Li will ask for it at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. You must finish it tonight. If you don't finish it, your performance will be deducted this month!"
"Got it."
