"Griffin Jones is dead, and there aren't any other assignments for now, so you might as well take a few days off. You've all had a tiring few days."
After celebrating with Yang Bowen and the others at noon, Xia Xu announced another piece of good news.
Yet this good news, which employees at other companies would have begged for, was rather pointless to Yang Bowen and the others.
After all, Nine Suns Consulting had no clock-in requirements. Whether they came in was entirely up to them. A network specialist like Meng Bochao might not drop by even once a month, while Yang Bowen and He Qing merely took turns staying for a while.
Besides, their workload wasn't heavy. Their only routine assignment had been keeping an eye on Griffin Jones, and now even that was gone.
"Forget it. It's already afternoon anyway. I'll take the rest of today off too."
After leaving Nine Suns Consulting, Xia Xu had intended to return to Star Sea Biotech to oversee things. But on second thought, it was already afternoon, and another half day wouldn't make much difference. Star Sea Biotech had its own management team, and unless something major went wrong, there was no need for a hands-off boss like him.
Thus, he cheerfully decided to give himself another half day off.
First, Griffin Jones had hired someone to assassinate him. Then, barely out of the Police Station, he had been besieged by enhanced werewolves without a moment's respite. That had been followed by public opinion spiraling out of control and wrangling with the Special Department, all while he had to handle the loose ends involving the Superbrain Drug and deal with people from Carroll Pharmaceuticals. To be honest, he had been feeling rather mentally and emotionally drained lately.
Being mentally and