"If you're scared, I can accompany you." Du Yu said with a smile.
Su Qingyu was worried about whether she could go, rather than being afraid of needing someone to accompany her.
There is no mention of the restricted area in the rules.
The risk is unknown.
Du Yu seemed to have read through her mind and reminded: "Only during working hours can work be considered.
If you don’t want to go to tasks outside of working hours, you don’t have to go. "
"Well, then I won't go." That's what Su Qingyu said, but what she was thinking was something else.
Her identity is that she is an undercover intern reporter at Daystar Beverage Factory. She is not really here to work.
Promotion and salary increase are not the goal, leaving here is the goal.
Her identity as a trainee reporter requires her to take the initiative to explore the truth.
Of course it is safest to stay safe.
But at the same time, it also means that she cannot touch the secrets hidden in this factory.
So, tonight, she had to go to a Hongmen Banquet.
Not only do you have to go, you have to go in advance.
Du Yu was really clingy, like a dog-skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off. He was always by her side, guiding her into the cafeteria with a bright smile.
It’s impossible not to go.
Su Qingyu saw a lot of blood-stained work clothes piled up in the back kitchen of the cafeteria.
There are often missing employees in the factory, and maybe some of them are in the canteen.
There were more people serving food at the common window of the canteen. Su Qingyu glanced at the crowd, and she noticed that there were some familiar faces among these people - employees from the logistics department.
Those people had stiff expressions and dull eyes.
This is a sign of severe pollution.
At the dumpling selling window, employees are still queuing up to buy food.
Su Qingyu simply went to queue to buy dumplings.
The purpose of buying dumplings is not to eat, but to explore for clues.
In the dungeon, some plots can only be triggered in specific scenes.
Du Yu disliked dumplings, so he went to the ordinary window to buy his favorite fried small yellow croaker.
Sure enough, while waiting in line, Su Qingyu heard two people at the back of the line discussing wages.
Keep your ears open and listen carefully.
"How much have you posted this month?" The man's voice revealed excitement.
The woman replied in a low voice: "I gave out a full two thousand nether coins."
The man's voice was light: "I have more money than you, I made two thousand and three."
It's so hard to earn money outside now. We can stay here. It's really a blessing accumulated by our ancestors in eight lifetimes. "
The woman smiled and said: “We should thank the school for the distribution work.
We have been lucky enough to be here since we passed the exam at Daystar High School.
The job content is also very simple, that is, loading red drinks onto the truck every day. "
The man sighed: "It turns out that the red drinks we drank in school all came from here.
After working here for so long, I still don’t know how the red drink is made. "
"Shh-" the woman was a little nervous, "The group said that the method of making the drink is a high-level secret.
Let's not talk about this topic casually. If someone with a heart hears it, we won't be able to live with it. "
…
Su Qingyu turned around and wrote down the names and job numbers written on the work badges of the two people chatting.
Sorry, someone who cares has already heard it.
Su Qingyu sat opposite Du Yu with a plate of dumplings. Du Yu picked up a golden and crispy small yellow croaker with chopsticks and handed it to Su Qingyu.
"Ah~
Open your mouth and I'll feed you. "
Su Qingyu used chopsticks to block the small yellow croaker: "I'm sorry, I'm allergic to fish."
"You're not allergic to fish, you're allergic to me." Du Yu put the small yellow croaker back into his bowl with some depression.
Su Qingyu used chopsticks to peel open the unappetizing dumplings. There were some cabbage dumplings inside.
"When we were waiting in line, there were two people talking about how to make a red drink."
Du Yu threw away his chopsticks and said in an unhappy tone, "Which two people?"
Su Qingyu pointed at the man and woman who had just queued up, and thoughtfully told Du Yu their names and job numbers.
All that's left is to observe Du Yu's reaction.
If he really devours the factory director and takes his place as the factory director.
Then he would never tolerate anyone inquiring into how the red drink was made.
Du Yu took a photo of the two people and sent it to the group.
After a while, the boy who had just been inquiring about how to make the drink took out his mobile phone, looked at the deduction information on it, and let out a painful cry.
“Which bastard reported me!
Let me deduct three hundred hell coins from my salary!
Mudd! Those who make snitches behind their backs will die badly if their intestines are pierced and their stomachs are rotten! "
Su Qingyu smiled and said: "Du Yu, someone scolded you."
Du Yu stuffed the small yellow croaker into his mouth and chewed the fish's head together.
He said without blinking: "Nonsense, I'm obviously criticizing you."
After a while, the man and woman came over carrying dumplings.
Su Qingyu lowered her head with some guilt.
The woman stood by the table and asked in a friendly manner: "Is there anyone across from you?"
Su Qingyu looked at Du Yu, who was sitting opposite him.
"Someone."
The man and woman took the plates and walked away.
Strangely, they seemed to be unable to see Du Yu.
Su Qingyu recalled that when she first came to the factory to register for employment, the administrative lady couldn't seem to see Du Yu.
Weird.
Dinner is over.
Su Qingyu first returned to the staff dormitory accompanied by Du Yu.
After Du Yu left, she sat in the staff dormitory for half an hour before going out secretly.
Dim lights barely illuminated a small section of the corridor.
"Hello~" Du Yu stood in the dark corridor and raised his hand to greet her.
"Damn it, why are you still here?" Su Qingyu frowned.
The corners of Du Yu's lips raised slightly, and his eyes flashed with a cunning light, with a bit of evil intention: "Waiting for you."
Can't get rid of it, can't get rid of it at all.
"You won't always be waiting for me at the door, right?
Or are you installing a monitor on me?
You’re the one who can’t send me emails, right? "
Su Qingyu took a step back and thought about it carefully.
Du Yu snapped his fingers, deliberately scaring Su Qingyu: "Maybe."
"Then I won't go today." Su Qingyu turned around and headed back to the dormitory.
At this time, Chen Manyu came back.
When she saw Su Qingyu, she touched her lips ambiguously: "Did you bring a man back?
I can’t tell, but you are quite open-minded...kakaka..."
Su Qingyu's small head was full of doubts.
