Han Zhifan went to the office early in the morning.
He opened his laptop in hopes of getting his mind off things and focusing on work, but he stared at the wall of text on the laptop screen for a long time without reading a single word.
At eight, the secretary reminded him he had an early morning meeting.
He wasn't sure if it was because he hadn't slept all night or what, but as he sat in the meeting room of company employees talking non-stop for an hour, he didn't take in a single word.
After the meeting was over, he walked back to the office. Han Zhifan drank a cup of coffee and felt a little more comfortable albeit with much difficulty. He opened a file, wanting to give it a read, but he ended up barely reading two pages before slamming the file on the table. Then he angrily ruffled his hair, grabbed the landline, and gave his house a call.
The person who picked up the call was the housekeeper.
