48 System Hours later.
Pierpoint.
On the bustling commercial street, the collaborative makeup line "Evening Primrose" by the famous singer Miss Robin occupied several of the most prominent advertising spots.
On a bench outside a café, Topaz crossed her dazzlingly pale legs. As she stroked the napping Numby, she checked the project financial reports from the past week.
Before long, a shadow blocked the sunlight in front of Topaz.
Then, a cup of coffee was placed beside her.
Along with a bag of little treats prepared for Numby.
"Thanks." Topaz thanked him, looked up at the sunglasses on Bai Heng's face, and smiled. "Bai Scumbag, what shameful thing have you been up to lately that you need sunglasses to hide your identity?"
Bai Heng smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Now everyone in Pierpoint knows I've become a candidate director for the company's board. I can only keep a low profile when I'm out, lest someone kidnaps me halfway there."
As he spoke, he glanced at the financial report in Topaz's hand.
"I really don't understand you people in the Strategic Investment Department. Do you even have to work through your lunch break?"
Topaz took a sip of her richly aromatic hand-drip coffee and said leisurely,
"You'll understand soon enough. After all, didn't you also agree to Diamond's offer to join the Strategic Investment Department?"
"There's still a difference. I'm management; you're an executor." Bai Heng suddenly jabbed at her.
Topaz's mouth twitched, and the coffee in her hand suddenly seemed far less fragrant.
"Management my ass. Only once the Penacony project ends smoothly can Diamond get promoted, and only then can you take over his position."
The more Topaz spoke, the more powerless she felt.
How long had it even been?
This guy Bai Heng had only come to work in Pierpoint two