Of course, if her work efficiency was high enough and she could complete the task in advance, nobody would talk bad about her if she made a move first.
No matter how fast Qiao Nan rushed, she could only make herself half an hour late.
Worried that the children couldn't wait and would head home themselves first, Qiao Nan sent a short message to the children's headmaster, Teacher Yu, when she went to the washroom. Thankfully, the three children were in the same class. Otherwise, Qiao Nan would have to send out similar messages thrice.
Within half a minute, the children's headmaster agreed to it. Only then did Qiao Nan feel more at ease. She left the washroom in a rush.
Everyone in the office took Qiao Nan's speed seriously. When Qiao Nan finished organizing the information on her hands and wanted to key them into her computer, the crisp sound of typing with the keyboard could be heard. In the quiet office, this sounded even stranger and more attractive.
