Chapter 94 Do you know why the team leader just talked to me... why...

"Wen Yue, come to my office for a moment." The team leader walked to Wen Yue's workstation with a stern expression and knocked on her desk.

"Okay." Wen Yue paused her work and followed the team leader to her office.

The team leader is usually a gentle person, always with a faint smile on his face when facing his subordinates, but today he looked serious. "Do you know what I just did?"

Wen Yue lowered her head and didn't reply. The team leader's words seemed like a question, but they didn't actually need an answer. Whatever she had just done had upset her, and it was definitely related to her.

"I just went to a meeting." The team leader sat down in his seat, but didn't ask Wen Yue to sit down. "Because the content you reviewed was reported, and the report was successful."

It's common for videos to be reported, but a successful report will deduct points from the reviewers' scores. Wen Yue suddenly looked up, "Which one?"

Team leader: "It's not just one, it's dozens over a period of time."

So absurd was it that Wen Yue's mind hadn't even had time to process it before she blurted out a disjointed question: "Why?"

The team leader said coldly, "You're asking me why? I got scolded by my superior for no reason today, and I'd like to ask you why too!"

It's common for videos to be reported, and it's also common for reports to focus on a particular type of video. But it's strange to focus on a particular reviewer's videos from a specific period of time. Wen Yue suddenly thought of the upcoming quality inspection competition, but she doubted that it was true. Wen Yue murmured, "I don't know."

The team leader also thought of this: "You have a very good chance of being selected for the quality inspection position recently. I suspect that someone is trying to use this method to pull you down and take the position for themselves. But no matter what others do, it is a fact that the content you reviewed has problems."

After her initial shock, Wen Yue gradually calmed down. The team leader had just said that she had been reported for dozens of videos from a certain period of time, and that the report had been successful.

Is it possible? Wen Yue might have doubted that making one or two mistakes was due to her carelessness or limited knowledge, but she was confident that it was impossible for her to make dozens of mistakes at once.

"Team leader, can I see the data and content of the report?" Wen Yue asked.

The team leader was still holding the documents she had just brought back from the meeting when she threw them directly onto the table in front of Wen Yue: "Take a look for yourself."

Wen Yue picked up the documents and flipped through them page by page. There were more than a hundred videos that had been reported, but not all of them were hers. However, hers were the most numerous, with more than forty that she had reviewed. Three of them were successfully reported. One of them involved a blogger who stole someone else's artwork but vaguely claimed that it was their own. The other two were related to policies that had been popular recently. One was a live stream recording in which the host used fruits and vegetables to subtly criticize the policies of leaders that were intended to harm certain groups. The other was the use of abbreviations to replace prohibited words in the text. Wen Yue pursed her lips and stared at the documents in her hands in silence for a long time.

It's the end of the year, and this kind of thing suddenly happened. Not only did she get a scolding from her boss, but all her hard work for the year was wasted. The team leader was so angry that she blamed everything on Wen Yue. Now, looking at Wen Yue standing there stiffly and silently, she felt a pang of guilt. Wen Yue had always performed exceptionally well at work, and she had won almost all the team's honors. This incident was clearly a malicious report from an insider. Insiders know the rules well; it's already quite remarkable that only three out of dozens of reports were successful. Almost everyone else who was reported had their reports succeed. It's just that Wen Yue's reports had a much larger number of successful reports.

The company policy stipulates that employees must resign if they make more than three mistakes in a month. The team leader guessed that Wen Yue had already thought of this. She looked at Wen Yue with some regret and said, "Don't worry too much. It's the end of the year, and it's hard for the company to recruit new people. Everyone is on holiday, and the number of videos posted and uploaded has increased exponentially. We can't do without reviewers. I'll talk to the manager again tomorrow and see if we can make an exception for this."

This week, Wen Yue was working from 6 PM to 2 AM. Her team leader contacted her at 6:40 PM, meaning she had just returned from a meeting. This implies that the leaders, who normally leave at 5:30 PM, were working overtime for this matter. Wen Yue didn't think that if her team leader said a few words, the higher-ups would make an exception.

Wen Yue returned the documents to her team leader without expressing gratitude for his help. She silently returned to her workstation and continued working.

The night shift's break time is from 10 pm to 11 pm. Although it's nighttime, the work intensity is high and it consumes a lot of energy. Many people will eat some late-night snacks to replenish their energy during this time. Wen Yue will also bring some homemade snacks to eat during her break.

As soon as the break was over, Lin Yuanyuan excitedly asked from behind, "Wen Yue, what did you bring today?"

Although Wen Yue learned her cooking skills online, the food she made was not bad, and even looked quite presentable. She used to eat alone, but after she became closer to Lin Yuanyuan, she would bring some for Lin Yuanyuan as well. So recently, Lin Yuanyuan has gotten into the habit of asking Wen Yue for food as soon as her break time arrives.

Wen Yue stood up from her seat only after approving the long video in her hand. She turned around and, without answering Lin Yuanyuan's question, said, "Do you know why the team leader just called me out?" (Statement)

Lin Yuanyuan's excited expression was still on her face when she suddenly froze and asked, "Why...why?"

Wen Yue: "You didn't ask me right away, weren't you curious?"

Pressed for questions, Lin Yuanyuan had no choice but to ask again, "Why did the team leader call you in?"

Wen Yue: "She said that the videos I reviewed were maliciously reported, dozens of times in a row."

The other two people in the office sat quietly in their seats after hearing what Wen Yue said, probably to listen to the gossip. However, Wen Yue didn't intend to hide it; once she was fired, she wouldn't be able to keep it a secret.

"Huh? How is that possible? The report was successful?" Lin Yuanyuan stared wide-eyed at Wen Yue in disbelief. "I thought the team leader was talking to you about the competition."

"You should have known the three criteria for success long ago, so why pretend to be surprised?" After calming down for two or three hours, Wen Yue's tone was now completely even.

"No? You suspect that I maliciously reported your mother?" Lin Yuanyuan's eyes instantly filled with tears, her voice trembling as she sounded extremely aggrieved. "How could you suspect me? I didn't ask the team leader why he contacted you because I thought he was talking to you privately to encourage you to compete for the position. I... I know I'm not capable, but you're so outstanding that I couldn't help feeling a little jealous, which is why I avoided talking about it. How could you think that way? We're friends, don't you trust me at all?"

Wen Yue didn't say anything more. She picked up her lunchbox and left the office. Before she left, she heard Xu Xin's gloating voice.

Many days later, Wen Yue once again brought a lunchbox to the fire escape staircase. Perhaps the fire door was not closed, but the wind in the staircase was particularly strong today. As soon as Wen Yue entered, she was greeted by a gust of cold wind, which made her shiver.

She tightened her down jacket, found a corner where the wind was less blowing, and sat down, opening her lunchbox.

She brought lemon chicken feet today. Lin Yuanyuan said that she hadn't been able to get a good takeout from that restaurant lately because she was working night shifts and felt like her mouth was tasteless, so Wen Yue specially made it for her.

Lin Yuanyuan loves spicy food, so Wen Yue added a lot of small red chilies. She herself can't really handle spicy food, so she now regrets adding too many chilies. Those chicken feet chopped off freshly killed chickens are quite expensive, averaging two yuan each. Wen Yue didn't want to waste them, so she decided to eat all the chicken feet.

It took Wen Yue almost an hour to finish eating. After finishing, she returned to her workstation to continue working, and as soon as it was time to leave work, she immediately ran home.

The night bus stops precisely at the bus stop downstairs from the company at 2:10 a.m. every day. Wen Yue rushes onto the bus the moment it stops, swipes her card, and goes straight to the last seat. Then, a few more people get on one after another. Wen Min guesses they are all colleagues, but she doesn't recognize them.

Once everyone was on board, the bus doors closed and it started moving. Then, Wen Yue saw Ning Zheng rushing out of the company gate with a worried expression through the bus window.

Wen Yue suddenly realized that Ning Zheng seemed to be able to catch up with her forever. Even though they got off work at the same time, he always left the company a few minutes later than Wen Yue.

The phone screen lit up, and Wen Yue knew it was Ning sending her a message. He would only ever send WeChat messages and never even make a phone call, no matter how urgent it was.

Wen Yue put her phone in her pocket and turned her head to look at the streets outside the car window in the dead of night.

The streets were deserted, but Wen Yue enjoyed looking at them. She loved watching everything outside the car window—not just people, but also bare trees, dim lights, and food bags fluttering in the wind.

Forty minutes later, Wen Yue got off the bus. She took her phone out of her down jacket pocket and put it in her pants pocket, which was covered by the mid-length down jacket for added security.

Wen Yue doesn't bring a bag to work the night shift because she's afraid of being robbed. She puts her stainless steel lunchbox in a transparent plastic bag, thinking that this way others can see at a glance that the person in front of her has nothing, and won't covet it.

It takes fifteen minutes to walk back to her rented room from the bus stop. Wen Yue carried the plastic bag and walked slowly against the cold wind. It wasn't that she didn't want to get home quickly, but her stomach was hurting so badly.

She didn't know if it was because she ate too many cold and spicy chicken feet that night, or because her period was about to start, but her stomach started to hurt after she got on the bus. She works irregular hours and her period is usually out of control, with no regularity and stomach pains every time, but today the pain was particularly bad.

Wen Yue put her hands in her pockets and held her stomach, trying to warm it up, but because her hands were also cold, it didn't work.

After walking several hundred meters, Wen Yue was already drenched in cold sweat, and the pain in her stomach made her breathless. She saw a tree by the roadside, walked over to it, and slowly squatted down against its leeward side. She needed to rest for a while.

There were two trash cans not far from the tree. The sanitation workers hadn't started work yet, and the area around the trash cans was littered with garbage. Most of the garbage was food packaging bags, which were very light and would fly away or run away when the wind blew. Only one dirty plush toy lay there, motionless.

Wen Yue couldn't see what the plush toy looked like, but she remembered a small plush penguin she had picked up from a trash can when she was a child.