Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Do you want to crush me to death?
This morning, the group's official account released a new product. Ye Yinuo was scrolling through his phone, muttering to himself, "That's really nice."
The female colleague next to her was making coffee. When the coffee machine was dispensing water, she came over to look at Ye Yinuo's phone and gossiped, "What's so beautiful?"
“I took the photo.”
My female colleague took a quick look and quickly lost interest. The coffee machine just stopped, and she picked up her coffee cup, leaned on the counter in the tea area, and said, "I thought you were looking at something interesting, but it's just the group's official WeChat account. It's boring."
Ye Yinuo glared at her and thought: You know shit! The good stuff is stored in her camera, she will scare you to death if she posts it!
Back in the office, Ye Yinuo went to Wen Yu with the photo to ask for credit. Wen Yu was bent over her desk when Ye Yinuo suddenly appeared, startling her.
Ye Yinuo stared at her suspiciously and said, "What are you doing? Why are you so jumpy?"
"...just like you, a female ghost, okay?"
Ye Yinuo narrowed his eyes and stared at Wen Yu for three seconds, then said with a click of his tongue: "Why are you covering your phone? Is there something wrong?"
Wen Yu stood up, moved Ye Yinuo, who was blocking the way, to the side, and said seriously: "Are we being too ambiguous?"
Ye Yinuo turned his head to look at her back: "Where are you going?"
"bathroom."
Wen Yu walked towards the female bathroom holding his cell phone, but did not go in when he reached the door. He walked around and returned to his workstation.
Ye Yinuo had already returned to his seat, looking down at his phone. Wen Yu also slowly picked up her phone. She hadn't replied to the WeChat message from last night.
She tilted her head to look in Pan Xianchen's direction. The office door was open, and occasionally a colleague came in and out, but no one else was visible.
When adults communicate with each other, pretending to be dead is also a clear answer.
Besides, what reason did he have to send her such a WeChat message? She was no longer a high school girl, and she no longer used filters to beautify some of the opposite sex's behaviors.
Wen Yu sat back in his seat.
I don’t know how much time passed before a hand suddenly reached out from behind.
Wen Yu shuddered.
Ye Yinuo: "..."
"What are you doing? Why are you scared again? Are you really hiding something?"
"There's a female ghost like you."
"What's wrong with me? Did I float in front of you?"
"You stretched out your claws to me!"
Ye Yinuo stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes, then put his arms on Wen Yu's shoulders: "Is that what you mean..."
Wen Yu: “…”
Wen Yu glanced at Ye Yinuo's claws pinching her neck and said, "Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes, I have!"
Ye Yinuo stopped pretending to be a ghost and jumped in front of Wen Yu, saying, "My dining partner, I'm hungry, eat."
They took the elevator together to the staff cafeteria upstairs.
Long lines formed at dozens of cafeteria counters. Ye Yinuo dragged Wen Yu along, choosing the one with the shortest line. The cafeteria was large, but there were many people eating there. Everyone chattered, the noise layered over the noise, and the neat and impressive rows of tables and chairs created a crowded visual and auditory atmosphere.
Even though the air conditioner was on low, it was still hot. Wen Yu was sweating and felt like he had been thrown into a beehive, buzzing, buzzing.
Ye Yinuo was also buzzing in her ear, sometimes asking what dishes were available today, sometimes saying to go buy a bottle of cold drink after eating, and sometimes saying it was almost her turn.
“…”
Wen Yu turned to look at her: "Why don't you say anything?"
Ye Yinuo faced the front of the team and pointed his finger quietly behind him.
There were already other people lined up behind them: two male colleagues from other departments, whom they were unfamiliar with. And behind them, surprisingly, were Pan Xianchen and Yan Zhiwen.
Rare visitor.
The leaders of the group have their own dining room, which ordinary employees cannot enter. Employees at the supervisor level and below all come to this employee cafeteria, so you don’t actually see the bosses during meals.
But occasionally, they would come down to earth to understand the people's sentiments and experience life.
Upon hearing the news, the canteen manager rushed over and said politely, "Boss Yan, Boss Pan, I didn't even know you were coming. Why are you queuing here? I'll open a private room and bring the food over to you."
Yan Zhiwen smiled and said, "I want a private room and I want to eat here?"
Pan Xianchen said, "We'll get our own food and find an empty seat later. Don't worry about us."
"Then I'll take you to the front to get some food—"
Pan Xianchen: "We'll queue up, you go do your thing."
"...Okay then, Mr. Yan, Mr. Pan, I'll be leaving first. You guys enjoy your meal and drinks."
Yan Zhiwen continued to smile, nodded slightly, and continued talking to Pan Xianchen. Their voices were neither too loud nor too low, as if they were just chatting in their own office.
Pan Xianchen mainly listened, laughed, and occasionally responded to Yan Zhiwen's words. His eyes were fixed on the front, and he might have seen Wen Yu, or maybe not. Wen Yu was not sure.
She turned back, pondering for a moment what to order. Behind her, Pan Xianchen's voice and laughter pierced through the thick hum and reached her ears.
"...we talked about you during dinner, and then I called you, but you didn't answer..."
"...I was at a bar with some friends yesterday. I got drunk and lost my mind..."
…
Wen Yu tilted his head and spoke to Ye Yinuo in a casual manner.
He was drunk last night.
He is not in his right mind.
Wen Yu and Ye Yinuo ordered their dishes and started looking for a table. They passed by Pan Xianchen and Yan Zhiwen and greeted them.
Yan Zhiwen looked at the two young faces and smiled kindly, "I remember you. You worked under Xianchen. You gave a report in the lecture hall yesterday, right?"
Wen Yu nodded: "Yes, Mr. Yan, my name is Wen Yu."
Yan Zhiwen: "Oh, Wen Yu."
Yan Zhiwen smiled and nodded at Wen Yu's face. Noticing that they were carrying plates, he said, "Don't stand there. Go eat."
The two said goodbye to the leader and left. Ye Yinuo dragged Wen Yu a few quick steps and sat down. He exhaled and said, "Finally, he left... I felt so stressed talking to such a big boss!"
After patting her chest, she commented on Wen Yu: "You are so calm, you are a talented person!"
Wen Yu smiled, recalling the scene. Yan Zhiwen seemed deeply impressed by her report, his words revealing his admiration for her. Pan Xianchen stood aside, observing calmly, seemingly unconcerned.
She felt she was right not to respond.
In the afternoon, Peng Yan asked several colleagues in the department to write materials, and then handed them over to Wen Yu for summary.
By 4:30, Wen Yu had finished her own section and was receiving submissions from several other colleagues. By then, it was already 5:00. Peng Yan had something urgent to do and had left fifteen minutes earlier. Before leaving, she specifically instructed Wen Yu to submit the summary materials today.
The office gradually emptied out. The last colleague left work and teased Wen Yu as they left, "What a rare sight! Finally one day I leave before you."
Wen Yu looked at his watch: five twenty.
She looked back at Xiao Zheng's seat; it was empty. Wen Yu sent a private message to Xiao Zheng on WeChat: "Xiao Zheng, have you finished your materials? I'm about to turn them in."
Ten minutes later, Xiao Zheng replied: "Sorry, Sister Wenyu, my classmate came to see me from out of town, and I invited him to dinner. I'll be back right after dinner!"
?
Wen Yu was speechless. She was still hungry, and this Xiao Zheng had eaten first?
Moreover, why did he suddenly become normal?
Wen Xiaoyu: Then hurry up! [Handshake]
Wen Yu took out her Bluetooth headphones, put them on, and leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest. After listening to three songs in a row, she opened her eyes to check WeChat, asked if Xiao Zheng had returned, and then closed her eyes to listen again.
After two more songs, she went to the bathroom. When she came back, she found the entire office area was dark, with only a cleaner quietly mopping the floor.
Pan Xianchen hadn't left yet, and the light from his office was pouring down. But that wasn't unusual; he always worked overtime.
Xiao Zheng hasn't come back yet and hasn't replied to my WeChat message.
Wen Yu exited the dialog box with Xiao Zheng and entered the department group.
Wen Xiaoyu: Xiao Zheng, go have dinner with your classmates. You don't have to go back to the office. I'll help you write your part first, I'm afraid the boss can't wait. @小郑不正经
Putting down her phone, Wen Yu began typing away on her computer. A few minutes later, Xiao Zheng privately messaged her: "Sister Wen Yu... I'm back now... And why are you posting in the group? Just send it privately."
Wen Xiaoyu: You didn’t reply to me, I thought your WeChat was broken.
Xiao Zheng is not serious: ...
Xiao Zheng said: I didn’t see it! If I had seen it, I would definitely reply to you!
Wen Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Around seven o'clock, Wen Yu sent the summarized materials to Peng Yan. Peng Yan replied to her: I'm still outside, please send it directly to Mr. Pan.
Wen Yu glanced out the window. It was completely dark. The streetlights were on, and cars were moving slowly along the road, their blood-red taillights forming a continuous line. After confirming the message was sent, Wen Yu took the car keys and headed to the parking lot.
The car was still warm, so she didn't rush to leave. Two minutes later, Pan Xianchen came out of the elevator. His car was parked next to hers. Wen Yu checked and saw that it was an old Volkswagen.
She wanted to drive away before Pan Xianchen approached, but with a creaking sound, the front of her car hit the structural column.
Wen Yu: “…”
Her driving skills aren't that bad. She's just anxious to get off work.
Wen Yu lowered the window halfway to take a peek. She'd parked very close to the left lane that morning, leaving the two spaces on the right empty. The company parking lot always had vacancies, so she hadn't moved the car and had simply left it there. Now there was a car on her right, and she'd over-steered a bit, crashing into the structural column.
She stepped back a little, and Pan Xianchen came over and knocked on her half-open window.
"Mr. Pan."
Pan Xianchen didn't notice the scratches on the front of her car. His eyes were fixed on Wen Yu's face. Wen Yu's professional fake smile was almost broken and her scalp was numb for no reason.
At this time, Pan Xianchen had a sullen face and an aggressive look in his eyes.
He looked at Wen Yu's whitewashed expression, thinking of her working, eating, and working overtime as usual all day, and suddenly found himself amused. It was still funny now. He wanted to be a jackal, a tiger or a leopard? Why would he block a woman at this time and in this place?
The parking lot was completely silent, the air smelling faintly of dust, as if the passage of time had settled here.
Pan Xianchen gradually calmed down. He lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Yu's opening and closing mouth.
"Mr. Pan, what's the matter?"
Pan Xianchen curled his lips and asked, "Why didn't you reply to my WeChat message yesterday?"
“…”
Wen Yu took three seconds to react. She didn't know how to answer. Not only did her scalp tingle, but her heart also tightened.
As soon as my foot loosened, the car drove out, creaking—
The front of the car hit the structural column again, and the small gap that had just been retreated was squeezed again, pressing Pan Xianchen into the sharp angle formed by the front of the car and the structural column.
Wen Yu wanted to remedy the situation, so she turned the steering wheel and the front of the car moved again, but this time there was no room to turn around. The front of her car rubbed back and forth on the structural column, and the same thing happened to the car body on Pan Xianchen.
Pan Xianchen: “…”
Wen Yu: “…”
Pan Xianchen looked at her speechlessly: "Do you want to crush me to death?"
"You go out first..."
Wen Yu stretched his neck to look forward, then turned his head to look behind him.
Pan Xianchen laughed: "How do I get out?"
Wen Yu looked at him. Pan Xianchen was stuck in a unique position.
Wen Yu: “…”
"Why don't you turn back?" Pan Xianchen instructed.
Wen Yu did as she was told, and bang—the rear of her car hit the Volkswagen next to her, causing it to shake twice. Her car was stuck tightly between the left structural pillar and the right Volkswagen.
Wen Yu: “…”
Pan Xianchen: “…”
But Pan Xianchen was able to get out of it.
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