At ten past nine in the morning, all the office workers in the city were busy working.

At this time, if a peeper with a telescope got a brainwave and aimed the lens at the middle of the 32nd floor of Skytel, he would see a naked woman through the transparent glass wall.

People on the 32nd floor were no different from those on the other floors. They had lots of work to deal with.

They were like the parts of a clock, and they must complete the tasks on the list conscientiously, or they would be fired.

However, there were always some people who were inclined to be lazy....