16.30PM (normally I get off work at 17.00PM) I don’t know if it’s because of the snow falling outside the window, but the huge office area is full of moisture. Sitting in cubicles with dense water droplets, colleagues feel like their souls are sinking into deep water. The coffee partner, who always liked gossip, stared at the silver powder flowing in the crystal ball for a long time. Minha, who was bored, tapped Jin Zhiyuan's partition with her fingers a few times and made dirty jokes to herself. Jin Zhiyuan stared at Minhe angrily. Minhe lowered his head without daring to look into Jin Zhiyuan's eyes. At this time, supervisor Sun Meiyu walked out of the lounge. She was slender and still wearing tight-fitting work clothes, but her lower body had already changed into a light and luxurious miniskirt. And while she was walking lazily, she was shaking her hair that had just been done last night, trying to make the expensive earrings around her ears shine like a pipa.
"Director Sun, I'm really tired today. The customers who can't leave are like zombies that can't be killed, but they all have the ability to bring back the dead!" the coffee partner said first as if his mouth was full of saliva.
"Who says it's not the case? Customers all rushed in at the same time."
As if eager to tell her close colleagues important information, Min Ha also frequently poked her head towards supervisor Sun Meiyu as if whispering.
"It must have been an appointment in advance. We must meet here." Sun Meiyu used a no-big-deal tone to deal with Minhe and her coffee partner, then sat back to her original position. At this time, Director Sun's husband Shin Jung-hwan showed up uninvited with a look of pride on his ability to reverse the situation.
"I said, isn't this how we all get through it? When we are busy, our toes are chasing the back of our heads. When we are not busy, there are only flies behind our heads."
Zheng Yucheng and Zhou Mingyao didn't think of what to say and didn't speak, but they felt that colleagues from the loan team who were watching the excitement gathered in groups, and the chattering sounds made their ears itchy and their scalps relaxed.
"Besides, you're the only one who knows how to slip, as if all of us have been cursed!" Even if you don't listen, you will know that Sun Meiyu's words, like her frosty face, have caused the entire office area to wander with cameras. Heart-wrenching echo.
Suddenly, the people in the loan team burst into laughter, but no one in the credit team dared to laugh. Because every time Sun Meiyu quarreled with Shin Zhenghuan, she would take a deep breath to boost her insufficient lung capacity, which made her already ugly face even more ferocious and stingy.
"Hey! I'm so tired today!" Sun Meiyu glared at Shen Zhenghuan and sighed, while Shen Zhenghuan looked expressionless. Just when more colleagues started to look forward eagerly, the thing that worried everyone the most happened. Branch manager Cui Inhyuk appeared from the corner with a cold gray face. Before everyone could bow, he He walked toward the door without turning his head.
"Hey, it's you, the branch manager. You haven't had lunch yet! Please condescend to join me today! I heard from Brother Yucheng that a new restaurant has opened nearby and the sushi is great."
The phrase "the earth is round" applies perfectly to Shen Zhenghuan, because no matter what the time or occasion, he will always be like a black shadow that cannot be shaken off and attacks the branch manager crazily and frequently. It's just that today, Choi In-hyuk stubbornly walked with his clumsy and short steps, leaving no chance for Shin Jung-hwan to take advantage of him. Perhaps it was because there was a bar between the two of them.
"Forget it, thinking about such a big rice ball will make you panic."
Staring at Shin Jung-hwan who was hurriedly putting on his coat and scarf and trying to jump off the desk, Choi In-hyuk's shoulders suddenly dropped. At this moment, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Shen Zhenghuan, with a faint smile on his face, was in an extremely dangerous state. But Cui Inhyuk, who was furious, had no intention of attacking at all. Instead, he curled his lips feeling regretful and fascinated.
"Hey! Meal time is time outside of work. Even though I am the leader, why am I so embarrassed to lick my face all the time and trouble everyone here in my private time?"
Jin Zhiyuan seemed to believe that lame lie, and the corners of her lips twitched frequently. However, Son Mi-ok and Lee Seung-mi, who had always been bold and cautious, looked at Shin Jung-hwan with complicated eyes. Their coffee partner and Min-ha lowered their swan necks as if they were confessing and also in agreement. Security guard Kim Jun-myeon and Shin Jung-hwan, who was gently holding Choi In-hyuk's arms, had their eyelids pounding, and their bloodshot eyeballs almost popped out of the frame. Zhou Mingyao and Yucheng were veterans after all. They just looked at each other nervously for a second and then felt relieved. Soon everyone returned to normal, except for Jin Zhiyuan who suddenly pressed her nose inexplicably.
"So from today on, no one should eat with me anymore. Even if I come with a lunch box, don't come to my table again. In my opinion, it's good for everyone to have their own meal!" Cui Inhyuk closed his mouth and sighed. After taking a breath and being lost in thought for a while, while everyone looked at each other again, he continued to add.
"Look at you, how could you suddenly say such heart-wrenching words?!" Shen Zhenghuan sneered, glanced at everyone who was tacitly understanding, and then smiled naturally and pushed Cui Inhyuk's shoulder politely.
Whenever Shin Jung Hwan spoke, Min Ha next to her would touch Sun Mi Ok's hand nervously, and then gently kick Sun Mi Ok's table leg with her foot. But Meiyu just put her hand gently on Minhe's fingers to stop her. Minhe looked up and saw that fear was flowing down Meiyu's cheeks, and there was a vein moving on her neck.
"Come on! Hey! What is this?" Cui Renhe shook Shen Zhenghuan away fiercely and just walked to the door, suddenly turned around and stared at everyone.
"It seems that all of us have to seize the time to find our own way out. Not only are there ruined flowers on the table, and a fish is dying of thirst swimming in the VIP room. Even in the huge lobby, there is no one who can The one who sweeps and mops the floor, right?”
"Please leave this job to me!"
Upon hearing the sound, Shin Zhenghuan ran over like a 100-meter sprint and grabbed the broom that was covered in sweat by Jin Junmian's trembling hands. But then, endless guilt and a tacit sense of joy followed one after another.
"That's right. Seeing how idle you all are, it's time to think about making some extra money. Shen Zhenghuan, just practice hard. If you get there, you can get a few more tickets than them."
Shen Zhenghuan, who had been groveling all the time, looked up and saw Cui Inhyuk glaring at him. Then, without waiting for him to compliment, Cui Inhyuk walked away in a hurry like those cars that only headed towards their destination, leaving only Shen Zhenghuan alone, and The spit that had just been spat out but disappeared into the air before it hit the ground. Shen Zhenghuan turned back to face everyone, but he didn't know what to say, because no matter it was the credit team or the loan team, everyone looked at him with incomprehensible eyes. For a moment, a few black pigeons fluttered. It flew over Shen Zhenghuan's head.
Ten minutes passed. The colleagues sat quietly at their workstations, and no one had any intention of leaving. Only Shen Zhenghuan kept scratching his head or wringing his hands and walking around by the window. The street opposite was dark, with only a faint light from a streetlight at the intersection.
"I can responsibly say that the branch manager is indeed very angry with us. But I just can't figure out the reason. Because Supervisor Sun and I touch the lion's head every day, so why do we all scream so quietly? Get up."
Shin Zhenghuan's original intention was to bring some laughter to everyone, but his colleagues in the office area seemed to be wearing earmuffs, especially his coffee partner who seemed to be watching Zhou Mingyao's mouth movements to guess riddles. Shin Zhenghuan hugged his shoulders and lingered for a while. When he turned to look at everyone again, everyone looked as if nothing had happened. The atmosphere was really like porcelain dolls neatly arranged on the counter. Shen Zhenghuan had no choice but to turn around and continue walking around, but he could feel everyone's eyes wandering around every part of his body.
"I thought about it carefully, nothing happened yesterday! Oh, by the way, hubby, did you beat him in playing cards last night?"
Sun Meiyu looked back at everyone uneasily, and then asked cautiously. Even though the voice was as weak as a mosquito, everyone still looked at Sun Meiyu and his wife.
"Am I crazy? Then think about it, why do I put on such a big show?" Shen Zhenghuan suddenly panicked, and soon he stared into his wife's eyes and shouted righteously.
Sun Meiyu blinked and opened her mouth slightly, but always faced Shen Zhenghuan.
"Of course I lost to him because of nature! Director Sun, if you think about it more deeply, how could you and I sit in such a position without this kind of insight?"
"Then I don't understand. What's the reason? It's really unbelievable!" Sun Meiyu breathed a long sigh of relief and patted her forehead gently. "Then on last week's branch manager evaluation form, none of you wrote anything bad, right?"
Seeing everyone staring at her dumbfounded, Sun Meiyu walked towards the workstation of Min He and her coffee partner. Because since they first joined the company, these three people are not ordinary patients with broken thoughts. Of course, their chances of making mistakes are many times higher than others.
"Of course there is no sister Meiyu. Who would do that unless he was a fool?" As soon as Minhe finished speaking, his coffee partner shook his head in unison.
"Oh my God, I really have a headache." After letting out a long sigh, Sun Meiyu raised her head and stared at the corner of the ceiling and sighed.
"Then what if it's me who expresses my dissatisfaction? Dining out too frequently is like extending working hours."
Jin Zhiyuan took a deep sip of milk tea and walked up to the dejected Sun Miyu and the sweaty Shin Junghwan without thinking. Those eyes that stared silently, if said to be the eyes of a young girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, would be too deep and calm. . For a moment, the two supervisors didn't react, and even their coffee partner and Min He seemed like princesses who had been magicked so they wouldn't get angry. They had always been verbally critical of their colleagues, but they turned out to be as calm as mummies.
"Can't I even complain? If I can't write, why should I set such restrictions?"
Although the two crazy and mischievous supervisors were recognized as terrifying beings in the branch, the stubborn Jin Zhiyuan not only stared directly into their white pupils, but also showed her sharp fangs at the two supervisors at the moment when other colleagues' eyesight temporarily stopped.
Security guard Kim Jun-myeon carefully placed Choi In-hyuk's beloved teapot in the kitchen. When he turned around to get the detergent, Min-ha reached out to touch the teapot diligently, and the teapot immediately fell down. The teapot tipped over and the remaining warm tea was poured out. The three people who were angry immediately stopped and stopped after hearing the sound.
"When people are unlucky, it's hard to swallow cold water." "Honey, what are we going to tell the branch manager tomorrow morning? Everyone in the office knows that all the branch manager's things are antiques."
Shin Zhenghuan and Sun Miyu circled around the coffee kitchen like ants on a hot pot, and occasionally looked at Jin Zhiyuan, and they instantly turned into old parents who hated iron and steel.
"Zhiyuan, that kind of regulation is the Achilles' heel of our branch president, and now it's the Achilles' heel of everyone in our branch. Tell me whether your trouble this time is a big one!"
Seeing Zhou Mingyao's sincere look, Jin Zhiyuan closed her mouth tightly like a schoolgirl being taught a lesson. Ming Yao smiled awkwardly, and then handed a box full of octopus balls warmly to Zhiyuan's hands. Seeing her eating with gusto, he shook his head helplessly.
