Fu Qian pushed open the glass door when less than a minute was left until 9:30.
At almost the same time, a collective gaze from the seemingly high-end office whipped towards the door.
However, from the looks on their faces, they were quite accustomed to this punctual clock-in behavior.
"You're ten seconds earlier than yesterday!"
Someone even called out with a teasing tone, laughter in their voice.
Fu Qian didn't respond, knowing that the comment wasn't directed at him but at the female colleague who had entered alongside him.
It was clear that relative to himself, the girl received more attention from the others.
By then, she had already taken off her mask, revealing a carefully made-up face, undeniably beautiful at a glance.
In response to the teasing, she just snorted through her nose and cast an unintentional glance at Fu Qian.
That look seemed to imply, if it weren't for this guy, I would have arrived even earlier.
