The busy atmospheres at the office felt murky. Almost as if an egg was left outside in the soaring heat, sitting for hours as its started cooking. Everyone was running back and forward. Wang Yi-An was the Art Director with a lot on her plate.
As the air conditioner turned on high, not much of a different could be felt by the employees as they rushed around like headless chickens. One and a half week, with only just enough time with no room for errors.
For the staffs in Yang Corps, some would panic while others could only wait until it’s finally their turn to continue the chain of commands. Double checking and triple checking. Everything little details needs to be 200% certain before it gets it’s final approval stamp and sent to President Yang to sign. Everything seems to be rushed, howev
