"Three days later," Fang Ze muttered the time again, then circled the date on the calendar on his desk.
All fates would be unveiled on that day.
The grand spectacle was about to begin its prelude...
....
At night, after a hard day's work, Fang Ze continued to stay in his office without going out.
That day, for meals, he would either go to the mentor's cafeteria, have Bai Ling bring them to him, or ask Nan Yi to go out and buy something for him.
As for drinks, there were plenty at the training center, even a variety of beverages were available.
If there was official business, he dealt with it; once finished, he borrowed strength, then began to slowly repay it.
Although he couldn't leave the Security Bureau, Fang Ze felt that such life wasn't hard to endure for a homebody like himself; in fact, it was quite fulfilling.
And so, it came to late at night.
He closed and locked every door of the office.
