It was Monday in Qiantan, Haicheng.
Source Code Technology's office was busy and chaotic.
They were moving.
The previous week, Deputy District Chief Chen of Pudong New Area had come bearing incentives and policy support. He had promised them a standalone office building of more than 20,000 square meters in Zhangjiang High-Tech Park and said they could move in within a month.
The park's management committee had come through even faster. It fast-tracked the process, assigned people to watch the progress around the clock, and had several construction crews working in three shifts. After a week of laying network cables, installing workstations, and passing the preliminary fire inspection, it notified Su Niannian that they could begin moving in batches.
The five-story office building could accommodate around four hundred people on each floor.
Source Code and Source Intelligence Technology had fewer than two hundred employees combined. To be honest, it was more space than they needed.
But Source Code had several product lines growing at once, and nearly a hundred positions advertised.
Its headcount could surge again soon.
Between Source Code's employees and the movers, they had nearly cleared the twelfth floor of the Qiantan office building in two hours.
Su Niannian stood in the hallway in a women's suit, still holding a roll of packing tape.
She watched everyone bustle around, carrying things with infectious energy, and felt a strange mix of emotions.
Source Code Technology had been founded less than a year ago, and this was already its third move.
From Han Luyi's rented apartment to a shared office building in Zhangjiang, then to an office tower in Qiantan—she had never expected them to move back to Zhangjiang.
She was still reflecting on it when her phone rang. She picked it up and saw Han Luyi's name.
Su Niannian