Today is Friday, the Mid-Autumn Festival. As soon as the working hours ended, the building of Four Seasons Ritual was almost instantly emptied of employees.
Only the CEO's office on the top floor remained; the boss hadn't left work, and two secretaries stayed on duty.
In the CEO's office, two wall-mounted televisions were still on, each separately displaying today's stock market closing information; one showed the Shanghai market, the other the U.S. market, both muted, with only visuals and no sound.
But the desk was empty.
The sound of movement came from the lounge.
For more than a month recently, Oliver Bloom had hardly gone home, staying overnight at the company whenever he was tired. He had moved many clothes and accessories from home, especially since his son lived at West Hill, giving him even less reason to return to Capital Institute.
Before leaving work, Oliver Bloom received a call from Marian Bloom, inviting him for a reunion dinner.
