Rongcheng, Rainbowlight Software Park, a computer company.
Nan's father sat in his office, reviewing the stack of reports and client requirements awaiting organization before him.
The office was not particularly luxurious. Aside from the reception area for clients, the workspace was decorated in a more practical style; from behind his desk, he could reach most of the tools he used every day with a single stretch of his hand.
And as an executive at a small computer company, Nan's father naturally had no shortage of work to handle.
Even though the sun had set long ago and the sky outside the window had already darkened, Nan's father still did not stop working. Only when he reached for his teacup did he spare another glance at the old photograph in a frame on his desk, its colors already beginning to yellow.
The photo showed a youthful young man in a suit standing beside a quiet young woman, both bathed in the autumn sky full of fluttering ginkgo leaves.
Nan's father's expression paused slightly, but a knock at the door quickly interrupted him.
"President Nan, you're still not off work?" An employee knocked and entered, asking in surprise.
"The client sent over some new requirements. I'm still figuring out how to reply to them. You should head home first. It's getting late today, so you can clock in two hours late tomorrow."
"Got it, thank you, President Nan." The employee beamed and hurriedly thanked him.
Before leaving, however, he turned back to look at Nan's father, who was still bent over his desk in thought. He had wanted to say something more, but could only let his shoulders slump helplessly before gently closing the door and heading toward the company exit.
The office was left with only the sound of keyboard tapping,