A day went by.
Song Zhizhi reviewed her work out of habit, ensured nothing was omitted before saving all her work, setting a password, and shutting down the computer.
She stretched lazily.
It was only half-past seven, just the right time.
She bent over to pick up a set of clothes kept under the desk.
She had deliberately arranged for Luo Xiaolang to bring it over from her home.
Considering Ji Baijian's heartfelt invitation for dinner, she felt it appropriate to make a gesture in response, didn't she?!
Holding the clothes, she walked into the ladies' restroom in the company.
The office was gradually emptying out at this time.
The restroom was nearly empty.