Distracted...

Haoran fingers tap on the keyboard of his computer making so many clicks before a second passes by.

The female co-workers in the designing department stare at him from the corner of their eyes in excitement. Some of them even blushing just by looking at the stern, looking man typing so seriously on the keys of the keyboard.

So adorable... Mesmerizing... Beautiful... Handsome... A god!

So many thoughts ran through the minds of most of these women. Some of them just staring at him instead of their work.

The men admires how serious he is. His perfectly chiseled jawline clenches with every word he types.

Gosh, he's so good at this. At distracting others by drawing attention to himself.

"Haoran, please give me a copy of your work" Hoaran stands up having printed a full A-4 paper of some of his ideas and gave it to Bella for a rough screening.

Bella sizes the text up before she started reading.

The whole department is silent, everyone staring at Bella as she reads on.

Haoran analyzes her computer screen and something weird caught his eyes.

She's in a job site? Is she looking for a new job?

Haoran then looks at her wide eyed. Does she want to get a job so fast just because of what happened earlier? Why so fast in concluding like that?

The more Haoran stares, the more furious he becomes. How could she do this?!

Preparing to turn around and angrily walk off to his desk, his eyes traces a scar behind the ear of Bella.

It looks like the same scar he had seen on Zhi Ruo and Mr Bacheng.

It's just the position that is different.

He furrows his eyebrows in confusion and wonder. Is this a secret cult that came up as a company? Not just a company, the best company in Japan?!

He has seen this scar on three people now and it doesn't look good at all.

"Nice piece of work you got here" Bella says handing over to him the paper and looking up at him from her seat.

"Miss Ai Mi will like it, but please put in more effort. The board meeting will be tomorrow evening, by 7pm. All staff and leaders are to be in attendance" Bella lips then curl up into a smile.

"The designing department owe you one if this idea is the next that will be produced. Miss Ai Mi will love this, and so with the board"

"Thank you" Haoran says with a small smile.

"You can continue what you're doing. Do it well"

Just as Haoran sat on his seat, the door to Ai Mi's office creaked open wide as Zhi Ruo made her way out. Her eyes are red and swollen. She makes her way downstairs with all the staff and department leaders staring at her in pity and some, the new workers, in confusion.

Zhi Ruo passes many of the workers with a bad aura around her.

When she noticed that the whole place was silent, she turned around to see many eyes on her, and it pissed her off.

"What are you looking at?! Is that what the company's paying you for?! Get to work! Work!" She screamed!

Many of the workers went to work immediately. Knowing fully well that she can even die out of the screams cause her veins are popping out of her skin and almost everyone can see the stress through her appearance.

Haoran watches from behind his computer, how she bounced off after yelling at some of the workers.

She's really mad...

When she was nowhere to be seen again, Haoran opens another tab in the browser on his computer and typed in the company's name.

He promised himself to do a quick research on the company. He can do that with the free wifi the company provides, they won't mind.

He taps on the first site and saw a long history on how the company came to be.

He rubbed his temples already feeling stressed out before he even starts reading.

This is just too much.

He skims through the beginning, the middle, the end...

Argh!! There's nothing useful here!

He continues reading until his eyes caught an interesting heading.

Truth About Global Japan Products.

Curiosity washes over him as he continues to read.

The company, GJP, is a company that has lasted for over 21 years with its CEO renovating the company every year. The company is known for production of different kinds of products, but the real purpose for the company is to catch criminals by being agents sent to presidential firms, other agencies and so on.

The company's CEO, Miss Ai Mi Bao is----

No, no, no, no, no!

His computer screen went blank and it felt like his world went blank with it!

He looks up to see Bella holding the cord of his computer and the cord of the other computers.

Everyone started carrying their pens and books, leaving the department.

He quickly grabs his and walked side by side with Zhi'ai.

"What's happening?" He asks, completely lost.

"Miss Ai Mi has asked us to meet before the board meeting tomorrow" she says and hurries off. Haoran following closely from behind.

Bella though, passes by them and entered the conference room before them.

Her speed rate made Haoran laugh inside.

But if a meeting is to be held tomorrow, why do they want a meeting held now?

As many workers scurries away into the meeting hall,

Haoran's eyes glues to the scars that also passed by him.

Why do most of them have long scars? Is there a culture in Japan he's not aware of?

Haoran enters into the spacious hall full of almost a thousand workers. The stage that the CEO will stand to make a speech is empty and dark.

Most of the workers talk to each other in harsh tones, signifying the most uncomfortable state they are in by being in this meeting.

"How many times do we have to hold a meeting in this company? It's becoming tiresome" one of them says

"A meeting was held this week before we came?" One of the new employee says

The old workers surrounding her sizes her up with 'You do not know anything, sister' look

Haoran takes his eyes away from them and looks down.

She doesn't seem to mean as they say... Even yesterday, she made him feel okay... After Mei left him.

The pain was... Suppressed by her so, why are people saying things about her like this? Or are they just badmouthing her? Or, is she trying to act soft in front of the company's new employees?

So many things doesn't just feel right.

The thoughts of Haoran melts as the loudspeaker took over the moment.