Watching Merkel leave, Anna and Victor, who were in Anna's office, poked their heads out and glanced toward Schiller's office.
"Why did Merkel leave?"
As soon as she spoke, the sound of a vacuum cleaner came from Schiller's office. Victor was startled. "What's going on? Don't tell me Schiller is cleaning himself?"
"It's hard to imagine how he planned to do any work while wearing a suit." Anna shook her head and withdrew her gaze, returning to the office. Victor followed behind her, checked his phone, and said, "Nora will bring us lunch later. She packed up some food from that seafood restaurant we went to before."
"Looks like your financial situation isn't quite that bad. You can even still afford a restaurant of that caliber."
"Because that restaurant is about to go out of business." Victor said helplessly, "Their boss is having a huge clearance sale. Since the food is still pretty good, we went there a few more times."
After saying that, he glanced outside again. "Don't you think Professor Schiller has changed a lot? Do you think he would have accepted moving so easily in the past?"
Anna shook her head. The answer was obviously no, because when Schiller had moved from the shared office to a private office before, he had been extremely uncomfortable with it.
For example, every morning when he arrived at school, he still had to stop by the shared office and circle around his original desk. Just like on countless previous mornings, he would first fold up and put away the sheet of paper he had left on the desk the day before, return the pen to the pen holder, turn around to clock in, then come back, pull out the chair, and sit down.
Only afterward, he had to stand up