Chapter 507 Me and My Men 1

Ning Yan was busy at her workstation when the team leader brought in a new employee.

He was wearing a black hoodie, completely wrapped up in the clothes, with even the drawstring of the hoodie tied up, only revealing half of his face and his beautiful eyes.

The team leader introduced the newcomer as Tan Weifeng, saying he has some communication difficulties and is new, so everyone should take good care of him.

After the team leader left, Ning Yan continued working on her reports. Once she finished these tasks, she could go home.

As for the overtime work in the office, she couldn't do any of it. Anyway, she had been working on time for a week. If the boss wanted to fire her, he could just fire her and she could leave with N+1.

The original owner interned at this company during college. She is 29 years old this year and has worked there for eight years. If she were to receive N+1 compensation, she would be overjoyed. Perhaps she could earn even more at another company.

The sky remained overcast throughout the afternoon, and it started raining around four o'clock.

Ning Yan touched her bag; her mother had put an umbrella in it that morning.

"Ning Yan, you're off work right on time again." It was Sister Xu who spoke, a long-time employee of the company.

Ning Yan slowly packed away the things on the desk, and uploaded the file five minutes before the end of the workday.

"Yes, I've finished the work my supervisor assigned me, so I definitely need to go home."

"I really envy you. You can go home on time every day. I still have more than half of my work to finish."

She didn't work properly during the day; she spent it all reading novels. Overtime pay is double, plus late-night snacks and taxi benefits. Only a fool would leave early.

Moreover, she had worked there longer than the original owner, was the best at pleasing the leaders, and was also the best at taking advantage of the company. Fortunately, she wasn't a bad person and even taught the original owner how to exploit the company.

When the original owner heard this, she realized that she was already twenty-nine and still hadn't found a boyfriend.

Ning Yan is different. Money is very important to her, but she can spend more when she has more and less when she has less.

A monthly salary of over 15,000 yuan is already quite a lot; there's no need to spend all day without seeing the sun just to earn more.

I remember a joke online about an office worker who went to buy a house. He asked a lot of very professional questions because the down payment was earned by him and his wife through hard work and overtime every day. He didn't want to regret it after buying the house.

The real estate agent listened patiently the whole time, and only said after they finished asking their questions: "Sir, you see the sun very little of the year, so don't worry about natural light."

Is it worth it to work from dawn till dusk, barely getting any sun, just for that little bit of overtime pay?

At five o'clock sharp, Ning Yan immediately picked up her bag, took out her umbrella, and clocked out.

As they reached the building entrance, a torrential downpour began. Ning Yan actually loved rainy days. She had even once splashed in puddles with her friends during a heavy downpour. Of course, that was during the hottest days of the year, the dog days of summer. Getting soaked in the rain and then taking a hot shower felt really good.

But not today.

Taxis were hard to find, there was a long line of people, and it was raining heavily. If you waited at the bus stop, you would be soaked to the bone in just a few minutes.

Just as she was about to turn back to her office, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the deafening thunder seemed to shake the eardrums of the deaf.

Someone grabbed the hem of her shirt, and the person was pressed tightly against her back, trembling.

Ning Yan turned her head and saw Tan Weifeng, a new colleague at the company.

She had only glanced at him twice in the office before and hadn't paid much attention, but now she thought he was so tall, probably almost 1.9 meters. When she looked up, she found that his eyes were closed, his face was full of fear, and he seemed to be muttering something, but no sound came out.

Are you afraid of thunder?

The man didn't answer, but the hand gripping the hem of her shirt seemed to tighten even more.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we'll rest in the lobby's rest area for a while and go out again when the rain stops."

Ning Yan was sure he heard her, but he didn't move when she pulled him.

He didn't say anything, just stood there, trying to get as close to her as possible.

Ning Yan could only be thankful that everyone in her company loved to work overtime, and none of them were out at the moment, otherwise, it would have been so awkward.

"You were standing at the door, did you call a taxi in advance?"

This time, Tan Weifeng finally reacted and nodded.

Ning Yan had no choice but to turn around and let him stand on her left. However, another clap of thunder followed, and Tan Weifeng grabbed Ning Yan's waist. This time he trembled even more violently, and tears even welled up in his eyes.

This isn't about taking advantage of her, nor is it an act; it's because I'm genuinely afraid of being taken advantage of, so much so that I seek a sense of security in a complete stranger I've only just met.

"Hey, take it easy. I'm looking for a boyfriend. If you keep crying, people will think I've done something to you."

The man's body stiffened, but the next second he tightened his grip on Ning Yan's arms.

Ning Yan: ...This awful weather, she swore she would never like rainy days again.

Fortunately, the taxi arrived quickly.

The car stopped directly not far from the two of them. Tan Weifeng pulled Ning Yan and rushed into the rain and mist. Fortunately, Ning Yan was holding an umbrella the whole time, because it was windy and she was afraid that the rain would get on her.

But after rushing into the car, his trouser legs inevitably got wet.

In just over an hour, the ground was already flooded.

"Hey, why did you pull me over here? This is the taxi you hailed."

Even after Tan Weifeng got into the car, he didn't let go of Ning Yan's shirt hem. He kept his head down, and his hat was still on, so no one could see his expression. His reaction was just like that of an autistic person. No, he probably was.

"I'll take you home."

The driver looked at the two of them through the rearview mirror.

Without saying a word, the car drove away quickly.

Ning Yan: ...Never mind, it's hard to get a taxi anyway, I'll just drop this guy off first before going home, that's fine.

Thunder was still rumbling outside, but perhaps because it was in a confined space, the thunder was much quieter, and Tan Weifeng was less afraid, but he still didn't let go of Ning Yan's clothes.

Ning Yan simply ignored his little actions and started watching videos on her phone. To avoid disturbing him, she specially wore earphones, which she bought on Taobao for 48 yuan a pair. They worked quite well, except for the slightly low volume.

However, the man next to her was staring too obviously, so Ning Yan simply took off one of her earphones and handed it to him. He hesitated for a moment before finally taking the earphone and putting it in his ear. Ning Yan then pushed her phone towards him, and the two watched a video together.

Perhaps because the external sounds were blocked by wearing headphones, the hand that was pulling on Ning Yan's clothes finally let go after watching the video for a while.

Traffic was congested due to the rain, and it took more than 20 minutes to get there even though it wasn't a long distance.

The driver parked the car in the underground parking lot. After Tan Weifeng got out of the car, he saw that Ning Yan did not move and went straight to take her hand, saying, "Get out of the car."

Ning Yan: "Why should I get off the bus? You should get back in; this is your home."