At this moment, the alarm clock set by Cheng Ye rang.
Jingle Bell……
Jingle Bell……
Endlessly.
Cheng Ye had no choice but to take out his phone and turn off the alarm clock, which he had set before arriving in order to return to the company before lunch was over.
Although he guessed that Wei Sheng'an would contact them at night.
It was quiet at that time and no one disturbed me.
But, who knows.
After all, Wei Sheng'an is not an individual.
To be on the safe side, he decided to stay in the cafeteria during non-meal hours, waiting for his "call" at any time.
Cheng Ye sighed, looked in the direction of his daughter again, and then called for a speed car.
It seems that he can only have time to see his daughter after seeing Wei Sheng'an and gaining greater authority.
Or the seven days given after the copy is completed.
Since Cheng Ye guessed that Wei Sheng'an was trapped, he accelerated his search for him.
He can basically determine Wei Sheng'an's situation.
Naturally we know that time is life.
This is the first time their team has encountered a level that requires mutual trust.
So, he must do it well.
More than twenty minutes later, Cheng Ye returned to the company.
The cafeteria was already empty.
He ignored the aunts in the window and walked into the workroom with a calm smile.
The workshop on the fourth floor is much cleaner than the one on the third floor. The ingredients are neatly placed on the shelves, and the fresh produce is placed in the freezer.
It looks like the chef of a five-star hotel.
Cheng Ye looked around as usual and found nothing special.
But there is a red phone at the door.
Cheng Ye stared at the red phone for a long time, guessing that it was the bridge between Wei Sheng'an and them.
Cheng Ye simply pulled out a chair and sat leisurely at the door.
Because the fourth floor is a place specifically for middle-level employees to eat, none of the aunties at the window left.
They sit and chat, waiting for employees who don’t come to eat during meal times.
Did their conversation drift into Cheng Ye's ears?
"When did Fatty go out?"
"I don't know. By the way, isn't their cook not allowed to leave the canteen?"
"How do you know? Isn't the agreement confidential?"
"I have been working here for so long that I must know it. And didn't you see there is a bed behind the workroom?"
...with a bed?
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows, stood up, and came to the back of the room again.
Behind the wooden shelves hanging various kitchen supplies, is a resting place?
Cheng Ye pushed.
Sure enough, a fairly comfortable room appeared in front of him.
At this moment, Cheng Ye became more convinced of his guess.
This copy is the space limit.
This is also a hint, which means that his guess about the missing employee is correct to a certain extent.
Regarding the missing employee, he believed that Fatty would bring him additional information after get off work today.
In this way, Cheng Ye waited from afternoon to night.
Fatty got off work earlier today.
He tiredly said to Cheng Ye: "Boss, this job is really not done by humans."
Cheng Ye smiled: "As expected, our main mission will be updated after today."
"You already know how to find Weisheng'an?" the fat man said in surprise.
Cheng Ye nodded: "It's a bit of a guess. What time is it now?"
The fat man looked at the time: "It's already half past nine in the evening."
Cheng Ye: "That should be soon."
The fat man pulled out the chair next to him and said, "Based on your prompts, I asked about the family situations of the people around me."
"You would never guess that they are either orphans, have left their hometowns and have little contact with their families, or their parents have died and they are working hard here alone."
Cheng Yetong trembled slightly.
Guessed it.
When he was looking at the information of Chen Xinran, the original owner's sister, this was the most surprising thing.
At the bottom of the information about family members, Chen Xinran filled in: None.
She clearly has a brother, but she filled in the form as "none".
If this is a piece of information, what is its purpose?
At that time, Cheng Ye began to speculate whether this might be related to the disappearance of the employees.
Just like there is one less homeless person on the street, to be honest, no one cares too much, and they don't even notice that there is one missing person.
Just like now.
No one discovered that there should be an office of 84 people, only 63 people.
They couldn't even notice that their colleagues were disappearing every day.
"What about the missing employees?" Cheng Ye asked.
"I also asked about this. Qin Bangming asked me to try not to discuss this in the company. He said that they discovered this, but it may not be true. It may be that the memory is wrong."
"In short, they have been working in this company for a long time, and naturally they will have a small group of friends who will become friends. And then they also had a small group before, in his impression."
"But I don't know why, the number of people in the small group has been decreasing, and there are fewer people one after another."
"Sometimes he feels that there are fewer people, and sometimes he suspects that there is something wrong with his memory."
"Then, he lost his own small group. And he didn't feel much strange. Instead, he felt that this was the way it was. He had always been alone."
"He said that he always likes to stick to me because he is too lonely alone, and he is afraid that one day he will suddenly...disappear."
Cheng Ye frowned.
The gray puzzle piece seemed to have had its gray layer wiped away at this moment.
Become dazzling.
There is one more clue about the missing employee.
He believed that Qin Bangming definitely didn't just make up a story to entertain the fat man.
This must be a true story that he experienced personally.
Because he is a player and he knows that employees in this company are really disappearing.
"Besides him, does anyone else feel this way?" Cheng Ye pondered for a while and asked.
The fat man clapped his hands: "Don't say anything. When Qin Bangming and I were discussing this, there was a little girl next to me who also heard it, and then she also said something."
"She felt as if she had lost the first good friend she met in this city, but she also felt that it was a fantasy caused by loneliness."
Cheng Ye nodded: "The information you brought is very useful. I will also share some of my findings with you."
Cheng Ye began to talk about some of the information he had summarized.
The two chatted and shared the clues they discovered, filling the content of this copy more fully.
As we talked, it got dark.
Cheng Ye suddenly said: "Look, I have information about patients and people who are about to become patients, and you have information about the secrets of the dishes in the cafeteria on the third floor, so the most critical information is Wei Sheng Anna."
The fat man is quick to answer: "Medicine."
"Yes, the main business of this company is selling medicine." Cheng Ye said.
Fatty worked hard to put all the information together, and just then, the phone rang.
Cheng Ye motioned to the fat man to pick him up.
"Hello, this is the "God" concierge. The distinguished guest needs a piece of king crab. "
"Please prepare all meals before ten o'clock and call the waiter to deliver them to Room 101 on the 93rd floor of our building."
Fatty's expression gradually changed from excitement to fright.
Then he froze there and replied: "Okay."
Cheng Ye observed the fat man's expression with interest.
The space was only so big, and it was quiet at night. Cheng Ye heard every word of what was said on the other end of the phone.
Cheng Ye: "What do you think?"
Fatty: "I want to die."
Without meeting each other, Cheng Ye had already guessed that Wei Sheng'an was on the other side.
It is estimated that he has been looking for them for two days, but with no results, so from his perspective, he can only try to make things difficult for the cook as much as possible to get the cook to pay attention, thereby discovering clues.
This also shows that Wei Sheng'an is impatient at the moment. He is probably still scolding them silently in his heart: pig brains.
Cheng Ye thought it was funny and interesting, and patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Do it."
The fat man cried sadly: "Where did the king crab come from? What the hell is Jiuzhi?"
Cheng Ye was delighted to hear this and pointed to the fresh food in the freezer: "There is really a king crab, but it's cooked and frozen."
Fatty: "..." Damn Wei Sheng'an.
