The Only Perk

Li Ming nodded, seeming to gain some insight.

"I won't go into the details. After all, this is a game project you're leading. Too much interference would make the game lose its own character."

After offering Li Ming a few words of comfort, Ethan Vale hung up.

Li Ming sat in the dim office, with only the computer screen on his desk casting a pale white glow.

He got up, walked to the door, and turned on the room's lights.

Bright light filled the entire office. Looking at the discarded sheets of paper scattered across the floor, he bent down and picked them up one by one.

The waste paper was covered in drafts of his proposed plans. Every time he had drafted something before, countless thoughts had tangled in his mind, and he never knew where to begin sorting them out.

But now, he unfolded them page by page, then smoothed every sheet flat.

As he looked through them one by one, the chaotic thoughts still made his head ache. Yet this time, enduring the swelling pain in his head, he slowly began organizing what had been written on them.

If Old Thief could do it, then so could he.

Once he started doing it himself, he realized just how tedious all of this was.

Li Ming had no intention of seeking out his coworkers again. He began organizing the documents himself and sorting through all the materials on his own.

Once he had everything ready, he only felt his mind becoming clearer and clearer.

After Li Ming began his seclusion, people in the company would unconsciously lower their voices whenever they passed the small room that served as his office.

Li Ming began arriving early and leaving late. There was even a cot in his office, and sometimes