In the main office hall of Chesterton Apartment, people were constantly coming and going.
There were over a hundred workstations, with more than half sitting empty.
As an employee responsible for external resources, Harrison Clark didn't often need to report to the office.
But with such a large company and numerous workstations, everyone usually had a designated place to work, and Harrison Clark was no exception.
He usually spent his time idling and browsing the internet on the computer at his workstation.
Right now, Harrison Clark was standing in the office hall with his hands in his pockets, looking extremely disgruntled at what lay ahead.
A young stranger was sitting at his workstation, staring blankly at him.
"Are you new? Who allowed you to sit here? Didn't anyone tell you this was my workstation?"
Harrison Clark snorted and asked.
The young man shook his head, "A senior colleague? Mr. Brown said this workstation was empty and let me sit here."
