Two days later.
October 3, Thursday.
Inside Xingwang Garden Community, Huang Wang carried the soy milk and fried dough sticks he bought from the community's entrance to the office of Hell Frontline.
Then, he turned on his computer, browsed the web aimlessly, and ate breakfast.
President Sa evidently had a somewhat different viewpoint regarding national holidays, having required Huang Wang to work as usual during the holiday, though he wasn't strict about the work content.
Huang Wang had also noticed that President Sa seemed to only come to the company at night.
Perhaps he was involved with other industries outside?
In principle, since there were just the two of them in the company, even if Wang didn't show up while President Sa was away, no one would notice.
But Huang Wang didn't dare to take the risk—what if President Sa suddenly decided to drop by for inspection one day?
