Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
There is no way, the news brought by Sister Feng is too shocking.
I first got rid of all the messy things in my mind, and then I carefully understood every word Sister Feng said.
First of all, I must determine a premise. Did Sister Feng lie to me?
Is this a story she deliberately made up in order to completely tie me down?
I don't think the chance is high.
Tang Zhenhu's privileges and Masked Buddha's tyranny are well known throughout the park.
Apart from anything else, that's all for managers at the team leader level?
This doesn’t take the boss seriously at all!
As a boss, who wants his subordinates to be better than themselves?
Besides, my identity as a spy was made possible by Sister Feng, so there was absolutely no need for her to lie to me.
After clarifying these, the future direction will be clear.
Take the initiative to approach the Masked Buddha and wait for an opportunity to collect key evidence!
Try to survive this wave of internal fighting safely!
Actually, I still have another way to go, and that is to escape.
The key is that there is really no chance. Even if you climb over the wall, there is a vast wasteland outside. If you run for two hours, the internal security can catch you.
This road is temporarily impassable. If you want to survive, you must stand in line, and you must not stand in the wrong line!
As for which side to take, I think everyone knows how to choose.
He must be the boss of the site!
I didn't tell Da Liu and the others about this matter.
First, I was worried about the risk of information leakage, and second, they couldn't provide me with any ideas.
Meng Qiang was transferred to Building 2 and became a member of my team.
Whether it is management or performance, he is a good hand, and I feel a lot more relaxed.
The next afternoon, I went to Masked Buddha's office.
By coincidence, he happened to be at the company.
"Xiao Tang, it's rare to see you come over on your own initiative. What's wrong?"
I chuckled, "It's okay, I just came here to play ball."
"Come on, I haven't sparred with you for a few days. Let's see if you have improved."
While playing, Masked Buddha asked me: "Do you know what snooker means?"
Of course, this didn't bother me, so I replied casually: "I know, it means defense."
Then, Masked Buddha said something very profound, "Yes, it's defense. Have you seen that I am very good at defense?"
I didn't think much about it at the time and just replied: "I see, you have mastered the essence of snooker, so I lose more and win less."
"Ha ha,"
"You are actually very good at playing football and can switch offense and defense at will. However, you don't want to beat me all the time, so you actively choose to attack and make many mistakes."
I chuckled, "You are the supervisor! If I keep beating you, how can I still work in the company in the future? Also, don't you also hide your strength? You can obviously score many goals, but you choose to defend. , To be honest, I still don’t understand your tactics.”
Having said this, the Masked Buddha stopped and glanced over, and I understood instantly.
Get a cigar and light it for him.
Then he said meaningfully to me, "Do you know why I hit like this?"
I felt that the Masked Buddha had something to say, but I just couldn't figure it out for the moment.
I shook my head, "I don't know."
"That's because the time is running out! What I want is not just one or two balls, but also the victory of the entire table, so I can't be in a hurry!"
When I heard this, combined with the masked Buddha's half-smiling expression, I seemed to think of something!
Then, his face changed instantly!
Damn it!
Does the Masked Buddha know everything?
He is also standing still, waiting for the best time to counterattack?
It must be!
How else could he say he wanted the entire table to win?
Isn’t the desktop the entire company?
Damn, damn, damn!
In this way, it’s hard to say who will win in the balance!
Also, I thought of the most crucial point!
Does the Masked Buddha know everything about me?
That's why you said these insinuations to me.
In that case...for a moment, I felt like I was running out of brains!
"What's wrong? Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?"
My abnormality naturally attracted the attention of Masked Buddha, and then I saw him asking me seemingly very concerned.
"It's okay, it's okay. I've had heart problems since I was a child. I always feel pain for no reason."
"Is it like a needle stick? Can't you take a big breath? Does it hurt when you exert force?"
I was stunned for a moment, I almost forgot, this guy is a fucking doctor!
"Ah, ah, that's pretty much what you said."
Masked Buddha chuckled, "It's caused by vasoconstriction, it's not a big problem. It should be fine when you get older."
I breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I feel much more at ease when you say that."
Then play ball.
"Where did we talk just now? I'm quite interested in that topic."
I said cautiously, "I was just talking about the tactics of playing golf. I asked you why you didn't hit the ball even if it stopped at the hole. You said that you were planning the entire table, not the gains and losses of one or two balls."
"Yes, that's the topic."
Masked Buddha asked me with a smile, "Then what is your strategy?"
My heart was pounding, but on the surface it was still very natural.
I said calmly: "I don't have that much layout ability. As long as I see a good ball, I will hit it in as soon as possible. As for positioning and other things, if I can call for a good ball, I will hit it. If I can't call for a good ball, I will hit it." , just defend one shot."
"Um."
Masked Buddha nodded, "This is also in line with the way you young people play. After all, you all like to see results quickly. When you are older, you may understand the importance of overall planning."
I flattered me shamelessly, "I hope the supervisor can teach me more. I'm still a novice in snooker."
Masked Buddha waved his hand, "What's there to teach you? As long as you fight more, you will naturally gain experience, but..."
The Masked Buddha smiled playfully, "As the saying goes, a true gentleman watches the game but never speaks. If I really teach you, you must not point fingers from the sidelines."
I quickly said, "No, no, no."
By this point, I was pretty much convinced.
Masked Buddha not only knows his own situation, but he also knows my identity as a spy!
Otherwise, why would you say so many puns to me?
If he had no other intention, I would rather twist my head off!
For a moment, I didn’t even think about playing basketball anymore. I just wanted to tell Sister Feng or Tang Zhenhu about this quickly!
However, Masked Buddha never let me leave.
He played two games with me first, and then he went out for a while, letting me play by myself first, and said we would have dinner together later.
There is no way, I can only practice here alone.
When it was almost dark, the Masked Buddha came back and directly invited me to go upstairs for dinner.
His chef and the company canteen are a group of people, and his meals are prepared individually and then delivered to the small building.
Masked Buddha's meals are very luxurious. Even if he is alone, there are at least eight dishes and three soups.
And he especially loves monkey brains and will eat them almost every other day.
This is not the first time I have eaten with Masked Buddha, and there are no fluctuations. I can just eat my own food with peace of mind.
When I was almost full, the Masked Buddha suddenly said: "I'll show you a good show later."
My heart skipped a beat, I knew this pervert so well!
The good show he was talking about was definitely a human tragedy that cannot be looked at directly!
Maybe he invented some kind of torture and wanted to try it on the piglets.
My instinct was to say no, but I couldn't.
He had to nod his head obediently.
Damn it, when will this hard life end?
