July 5th, Friday.
Zhao Haiquan glanced at the time; it was already 4:55 PM.
As a standard nine-to-five company, Nitiandang Game's quitting time is generally punctual, which is commendable.
Though the base salary is lower than elsewhere, the workload is light, and one can even get involved in successful projects—an excellent stepping stone for job-hopping.
With only five minutes left until quitting time, a sense of restlessness began to surge within Zhao Haiquan.
Mainly because he had arranged to dine with friends that evening.
Capital City's traffic is notoriously congested, especially on Fridays, and with one friend in the North Fifth Ring and another in the East Fifth Ring, even meeting halfway would take at least an hour.
If he left even slightly late and hit the early rush hour, that would spell trouble.
However, just at that moment, Gu Fan stood up: "Everyone, please hold on a second, I'll need five minutes of your time to discuss two matters," he said.
