The delicate woman clicked on her high heels, turned around the corridor where the lounge was, and headed towards the front desk.
As soon as she walked over, she clapped her hands on the front desk and said to her colleagues standing behind her: "Isn't there any medicine in the food?"
The receptionist, who was standing behind the counter like a beautiful vase, was asked unexpectedly and responded: "Please add it, I didn't make the tea today."
The front desk sent a message on his mobile phone to ask, and received a positive reply.
The delicate woman frowned in confusion: "That's not right. That person has eaten all the tea and snacks. It's been almost twenty minutes and there's no reaction at all."
Feeling that no one can resist doubling the amount of drugs, the front desk thought for a while and thought they might have bought a fake product.
The receptionist muttered that he would go back to the purchaser to settle the accounts, and then asked what the pretty woman should do now.
The woman at the front desk glanced to the right: "Didn't you say that those two people should be together? Where is that boy An Xiangwen?"
The pretty woman played with her nails and replied: "An Xiangwen's job should be over soon. He is a new employee... ugh, it's so easy to lie. I don't know who recommended him."
"As for the young man who is with him, what is his name?" The pretty woman who had not remembered the name even though she had been chatting with him for a long time glanced at the registration book in front of her, "Bai Su, right? He is unlucky. Being brought to a place like this by a friend... I went to the warehouse to pick up something."
The woman at the front desk raised her head in surprise: "Do I need to use 'that'?"
The delicate woman lost her previous gentleness and rolled her eyes regardless of her appearance: "If we don't use this month's target, we won't be able to meet it. Then the boss will blame me..."
The pretty woman didn't finish her sentence, and the woman at the front desk shrugged helplessly.
Their MLM organization is also divided into upper and lower lines. In this small company like theirs, it is already considered a very low-level line.
Performance and appraisal, no matter if it's a formal company or someone like them who is caught is enough to get into trouble, they can't escape.
The delicate woman silently recited that last month there was a big difference between the amount and the number of heads, but this month it was the other way around, the amount was up to standard but the number of heads was a little off.
"If you want to blame it, blame it on your bad luck." The pretty woman repeated it again as she stood in front of a locked door with the key in her hand.
After she finished speaking, she reached out and used the key to open the door in front of her.
This is a small utility room with messy debris piled up in it. If you turn on the light, you can still see the dust floating in the air.
The delicate woman covered her nose and regretted not bringing a mask.
She waved her other hand, crossed the cardboard boxes on the floor, and walked towards the shelf at the far end of the room.
There are several airplane boxes on the shelf, and the corners of the cardboard boxes are sealed with special tape.
The pretty woman had a clear goal. She picked up one of the brochures and opened it. Inside was a well-printed brochure. Apart from the fact that the date was a bit old, it looked no different from the ones seen everywhere in the company.
The delicate woman carefully took it out and held it in her hands.
"Huh... With this, it should be no problem, right?"
In a place where the human woman could not see, the black-haired young man she was thinking about slowly sat upright.
Bai Su's black eyes turned towards the direction outside the lounge door, and the sleepiness that had been lazily brewing on the surface of his pupils was now gone.
Wow, there's a nasty smell creeping in.
The black pupils shrank little by little, elongating as thin as needles, but when the sound of human footsteps sounded, the strangeness returned to normal.
From the point of view of the pretty woman, she just went to the front desk and the warehouse... Oh, and she also met a colleague at the door of the company who had taken half a day off and said he was feeling unwell in the morning.
The unwell colleague wore a mask and kept coughing, which made people want to come up and express concern. He seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, and was still wrapped in a coat even after entering the room.
The woman at the front desk did ask if he needed another half day off.
Female at the front desk: "Although our company is not a good company, we haven't forced sick people to go to work... You have such a 'life is not long' look on your face. If you suddenly die on the job -"
Their company is about to be shut down in another way.
It doesn’t seem certain. If someone is really dead, it seems that all he needs to do is tell the person above him...
The unwell colleague shook his head, said he was fine, and started a new round of persuasion work.
Capitalists are about to cry when they see the way they work hard despite being sick.
Speaking of the delicate woman, she walked past the front desk and the warehouse and chatted with her sick colleague for a few words. When she returned to the break room, she found that the black-haired young man in front of her who was not interested at all was looking at her with bright eyes. .
With her unpredictable vision, the delicate woman stopped involuntarily.
A second later, she immediately reacted and shook her head to get rid of the unrealistic premonition.
The action she is waiting for will definitely not fail. She has already taken out "that" thing, and she will definitely succeed.
The pretty woman walked in and sat down again, bringing new brochures, new tea and snacks.
But having said that, she was still a little surprised that Bai Su hadn't moved around for so long.
It is important to detain the leader An Xiangwen, but if the target becomes impatient and wants to leave, they also have a backup method - thugs.
After being knocked unconscious, you can naturally stay. When the time comes, you can control your life once the phone is handed over... The delicate woman recalled the characteristics of his friend Bai Su mentioned by An Xiangwen. He lived alone, was self-employed, and had few interpersonal interactions. He could be called Perfect goal.
The perfect target for freelancers is anchors, and humans are also very arrogant about this and think they can solve it.
Isn't it just an anchor? As long as they can control people and add some brainwashing methods, maybe there will be another way for them to take advantage of in the future!
The delicate woman was about to speak when her mouth opened and she blinked.
She thought about it for a long time, and realized belatedly that the focus of the other person's gaze was not on her.
To be precise, from the moment she appeared in the corridor, Bai Su's eyes fell on the booklet she was holding.
Is he interested in this? No, that shouldn't be the case.
It makes no sense that he had no interest ten minutes ago, but when she came back after leaving for ten minutes, his interest changed.
As for the possibility of the booklet in her hand being exposed...she hadn't considered it.
In the perception of pretty women, no one is more powerful than their mysterious online presence, not even the police.
"This...Mr. Bai." The human woman spoke softly, "I'm sorry for making you wait."
Hearing someone's voice, Bai Su reluctantly moved his eyes away from the book in front of him, and raised the corners of his lips.
However, the smile on his lips was fleeting, and the luster in his dark eyes quickly faded.
Bai Su put his hand on the cover before the delicate woman was about to open the book: "Shall I read it myself?"
When she turned it over for others to see, it had the same effect as for the other person to look over it for themselves. The delicate woman hesitated for a moment and let go.
Bai Su picked up the new book brought by the human.
The moment he took it, he noticed something strange. This booklet was heavier than it looked, probably due to the difference in paper.
The special craftsmanship of paper... He has seen it before.
He picked up a piece of paper and twisted it. Bai Su didn't pay attention to what was printed on the paper. He focused all his attention on the layers of the paper.
If you use more force or push your nails through the gap, you should be able to see the same structure as that leaflet.
This is really... it takes no effort at all. Bai Su narrowed his eyes slightly.
Without tearing the book open in front of humans, the black-haired young man flipped through it casually, then handed the book forward and put it back on the low coffee table.
The connection between the earliest Tuochuan, the later Tuochuan Biopharmaceutical Co., Ltd., and the current Tuochuan Technology Co., Ltd. all have a common beginning.
What makes Bai Su feel strange about the group's superiors and its subordinate branches is that if there is a problem in one company, wouldn't everyone be implicated...?
The monster, who still didn't understand the complex relationship between government and businessmen behind human society, thought about it for a few seconds, and then put the problem behind him.
The subsequent conversation became very smooth.
Bai Su changed his previous indifferent attitude and responded to what the delicate woman said.
Even though it’s just a few words of “um, oh, oh”, but at least there’s a response, right?
The delicate woman poured the water enthusiastically, but this time the water was slightly warmer, and when she left, the waterer held down the book on the table.
The black-haired young man tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in the following gesture: "Can you leave this to me?"
The pretty woman who only knew that the booklet was special but didn't know what was special hesitated for a moment.
She thought, there was only so much space in the company, and if people kept an eye on Bai Su, they wouldn't be able to throw away the book.
So she nodded.
When leaving the lounge for the second time, the delicate woman looked back.
The second wave of snacks on the low table in the lounge were also cleared away. The black-haired young man who wiped his hands with a piece of paper still showed no symptoms of discomfort.
They definitely bought a fake.
The pretty woman who angrily went to her colleague to give the seller a bad review never thought that they might find out the truth if someone else tried the drug.
It's not a drug problem, it's a human problem.
After the humans left, Bai Su leaned back on the low sofa, held the booklet above his head, and slowly tore it open in the light.
The extra pages inside were as Bai Su expected.
The round and ruddy arc rings are nested together one after another.
The hands holding the paper were closed, and the sight was out of sight and out of mind.
…
An Xiangwen, who was stopped by his colleagues on the other side, was also in pain.
He didn't know where his colleague could talk so much. He wasn't that familiar with him, right?
Checking the time over and over again, the curly-haired young man said yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, but his mind was elsewhere.
For example, in the case of Brother Bai, he was the one who invited the people over to help him achieve success, so he had to send them back no matter what.
"I……"
"Hey An Xiangwen, let me ask you..."
"that……"
"Do you remember what I just told you? Okay, the next point is..."
"no……"
"Hiss... It seems that I missed something and overstated it earlier. Let me tell you again!"
"wait!"
Unable to bear it, An Xiangwen slammed the table so hard that his palms turned red.
After attracting the young man's attention, An Xiangwen raised his phone and pointed at the time displayed on it, indicating that more than half an hour had passed.
Words and gestures assisted, but the young man pretended not to understand and still smiled.
Young man: "Don't worry, isn't it time to get off work yet?"
An Xiangwen:? You just said it wouldn't be long!
The curly-haired young man who automatically imagined that he could get off work early shut his mouth and sat back depressed.
Come on, it won’t be long before I get off work anyway, so just wait.
Even thinking about it like this, An Xiangwen was still a little restless.
He wanted to send a message to Bai Su but was interrupted frequently. Finally, the young man simply said: "I have invited your friend to the lounge and given him 'tea'."
The emphasis was placed on refreshments.
The original intention was to imply that the tea snacks had added ingredients, but An Xiangwen misunderstood.
When the curly-haired young man heard that his brother Bai had something to eat, he finally sat a little more comfortably and kept repeating, "It's good if there's something to eat."
An Xiangwen sat there, the young man's endless chattering lingering in his ears. Compared with the clarity at the beginning, those words were gradually getting further away.
The pupils of the curly-haired young man began to dilate and collapse. He leaned stiffly against his head and stared blankly ahead.
The outline of the person was blurring a little bit, and An Xiangwen thought in hindsight: The wallpaper on the walls of this room is quite red, and it's full of circles...
In the end, the curly-haired young man's head could no longer hold up, and he drooped, lying on the table in front of him.
The voices in the room also stopped abruptly after a dull sound.
When An Xiangwen woke up again, he couldn't tell the time.
He didn't know whether the dim yellow color was the indoor light or the light outside the window. The scene where the colors were mixed together slowly came into focus after he rubbed his eyes twice.
This is a room for people to rest.
It's more like a hotel than a dormitory.
Two beds were placed on both sides of the small room, one on the left and one on the right, and An Xiangwen was lying on one of the beds.
What's happening here?
Excessive sleep made the mind dizzy. The curly-haired young man put the back of his hand on his forehead. The cold touch stimulated the brain and pulled the person away from the hazy state.
After lying there for about five minutes, An Xiangwen listened to the surrounding environmental sounds more vividly, and heard the sound of pages being turned over.
Before sitting up, he took a step and looked in the direction of the sound.
Then, An Xiangwen saw a black-haired figure flipping through a book.
The other person was sitting on the bed, facing him, holding a page and turning it from left to right.
The black-haired figure is easy to identify. Even if the room is dark and the lights are not turned on, An Xiangwen can recognize that it is his brother Bai.
So the question is, where are he and his brother Bai now? Why was he lying on the bed?
"Because you fell asleep earlier." Bai Su closed the book in his hand, "I haven't seen you come back after waiting for a long time, so I went to ask your colleagues." Before asking, he went to the tea room to clean up. .
An Xiangwen's eyes were dazed: "Huh?"
"Your colleague said that you suddenly collapsed while chatting and couldn't wake up, so they let you rest there."
"Seeing that you are so tired, your colleague asked you to stay here today."
"Then I said yes."
Bai Su calmly informed An Xiangwen about this.
(End of chapter)
