Wu Junhao walked with a swift stride, leading the fully equipped patrol and riot squad, knocking on the doors of cubicle spaces in the office building one by one.
Qinghe City's economic industrial level was average. Ever since the collapse of the former pillar industry, Jianyuan Group, related companies have been struggling to survive, and smaller businesses in the city have had it even worse. One by one, they were downsizing to boost efficiency, the result being that office cubicle spaces were getting increasingly cramped.
This office building was no exception. Room next to room, some of the small businesses might only occupy a few dozen square meters, relying on the 5.7-meter ceiling height to build a two-story layout. But with this setup, the space inside felt particularly oppressive.
