Chapter 9: Almost exposed. Something is extremely wrong...
Qi Yu stayed at home all day. When he went to throw away the trash at the back door on Monday morning, the trash can was clean. He must have thought that the bag of clothes he threw away had been taken away by the cleaning lady yesterday.
Compared to weekdays, weekends almost fly by.
After changing into his familiar black, white and gray business suit, Qi Yu took the elevator downstairs and got into his boss's car as usual.
After a day of digesting it, Qi Yu was able to barely forget the embarrassment and tried his best to focus on his work.
The new project of the Technical Department has been approved. As usual, the workload of several departments will increase exponentially in the next month.
The mobile phone project is the foundation of the company, and every time there is any movement, it is taken very seriously internally. If nothing unexpected happens, Qi Yu will also start to get busy in the next few months.
It is common to stay up all night when there is a new project. Qi Yu is ready to drink three cups of coffee every morning, noon and evening.
In the early stages of project preparation, the most meetings were held. During these weeks, most of the time was spent in the meeting room. Ideas and plans were changed over and over again. Qi Yu felt a little annoyed when he heard the word "meeting".
As it was getting close to the end of the get off work day, Qi Yu, who had just come out of the conference room, poured himself a cup of coffee to wake himself up, and took two more hours of overtime pay before going home.
Fengshi has been moving forward steadily this year. In addition to basic cooperation, its main focus is maintaining existing products. Before this project came out, Qiyu had not held meetings so frequently for a long time.
The workload is gradually increasing, and it would be a lie to say that I am not tired.
But sometimes, the more tired you are, the more energetic you feel.
Originally, after finishing a day's work, taking a shower, changing into clean pajamas, and lying in bed to prepare for sleep, it should be the most relaxing moment. However, he didn't know whether it was the lingering effect of the cup of coffee he had when he got off work, or for some other reason, but even after lighting calming incense, Qi Yu tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Seeing that it was already early morning, he simply sat up from the bed and ran to swallow a melatonin pill.
He had just bought this bottle of melatonin, a new brand, and it was his first time taking it, so he didn't know how effective it would be.
But with the help of the medicine, he finally fell asleep slowly, but it was a very restless sleep.
Qi Yu dreamed that he was drunk and unconscious, broke into Feng Ji's house and burned all of his underwear. Then he dreamed that Feng Ji was furious and took all of his underwear for himself.
The battle for underwear went on in his mind all night.
When woken up by the alarm clock, Qi Yu covered his head and sat up in bed, feeling more tired than if he had not slept at all.
The continuous dreams throughout the night and the light sleep state of being half asleep and half awake made the already tired body even worse.
The first thing Qi Yu did when he got up was to throw the bottle of melatonin back into the cabinet.
This brand is not suitable for him. It gives him nightmares after eating it.
Qi Yu's condition was obviously a little bad today, and Feng Ji noticed it as soon as he got into the car.
"Are you sick?"
As the car started, a man's voice was heard.
Qi Yu pinched his brows and said, "No, I just didn't sleep well last night. It's nothing serious."
"I remember you usually sleep well." Feng Ji was very concerned about his listless appearance. He did not hastily brush the subject off and continued to ask, "Did you have a nightmare, or are you too tired from the heavy workload recently?"
"I had a nightmare. I'm fine, Mr. Feng. I'll be able to adjust in the next few days. It won't affect my work."
Qi Yu didn't want to drag on this topic for too long, as he was afraid that Feng Ji would ask about the specific content of the nightmare.
He couldn't say that he dreamed that he got drunk and burned all of his boss's underwear. It sounded like he had been holding a grudge against Feng Ji and even burned his boss's underwear in his dream.
"I'm not worried about you affecting your work." Feng Ji frowned. Seeing that he didn't want to say more, he had to remind him, "You know your own body well. If you feel unwell, tell me at any time and I'll have the driver take you back to rest."
Qi Yu nodded, but did not take this sentence to heart.
He has been working for so long and is not always in top form. It's not a big deal if he just didn't sleep well once.
However, his daily work did not decrease much due to his lack of sleep. Instead, it became even busier because many details had been confirmed and the new project was officially on track.
Qi Yu had trouble sleeping more and more often, so he changed the health supplements he took before bed from melatonin to magnesium tablets, but the effect was not significant.
In order to stay awake during the day, I have to increase my coffee intake.
This kind of life went on for a while, and although Qi Yu was still doing his job perfectly, he always felt like he was floating in the air.
Naturally, his changes did not escape Feng Ji's eyes.
"The project is going smoothly. No one should work overtime tonight. All project teams should be cleared out before 7:30. Have a good rest this weekend."
Qi Yu didn't even raise his head and replied, "Okay, Mr. Feng."
The project was indeed progressing smoothly, and a little overtime wouldn't affect the progress. He quickly sent a message to the project group and tagged everyone. Not long after, the heads of various departments responded one after another.
After sending the message, Qi Yu did not get up, but continued to sit at his workstation typing away, until a large hand with thin calluses appeared in his field of vision. The index finger was bent, and the knuckles knocked twice on the desk.
Qi Yu looked up. The man had walked up to his desk without him noticing. Although his posture was condescending, his tone was filled with helplessness. "It's time to get off work."
“…” He got off work at exactly six o’clock, and a flash of surprise crossed Qi Yu’s eyes.
Although Feng Ji is the boss, no employee would disagree that he is the most career-oriented person in the entire Feng Group. The person who loves to work overtime the most is the boss himself. During the project progress, he actually wants to leave work on time?
Having known each other for three years, Feng Ji knew what Qi Yu was thinking by looking at his expression, and he didn't explain too much. "Let's go, the driver is here."
Qi Yu got off work early today, and it was just after seven o'clock when he got home after dinner, so he had plenty of time.
Feng Ji ordered him to have a good rest tonight, so Qi Yu did not open his work emails. After taking a comfortable shower, he had the rare interest to clean out the useless clutter in the room that he was reluctant to throw away.
Perhaps it was because he couldn't buy anything when he had no money before, but now that his living standards have risen sharply, Qi Yu likes to buy some small things and keep them. He may not use them, but they satisfy his urge to shop.
But he bought too much and it looked too messy, so he began to regret placing the order on impulse.
Many things were still new and it would be a pity to throw them away. Thinking that the cleaning lady would usually pick out the clean and undamaged items discarded by the owners and take them home, Qi Yu put the few relatively practical tools on the top layer of the cardboard box and left the room.
Holding a box of miscellaneous items, Qi Yu thought it was quite heavy and quickened his pace towards the back door.
The trash can at the back door is a square trash can customized by the property. It has no lid and is placed flat on the ground. It is convenient for owners to throw away large garbage and for cleaning staff to collect it. Therefore, the box is very low, and bending over to put heavy objects is a necessary step.
Qi Yu walked to the trash can in slippers, bent down and put the cardboard box into the box.
However, at the moment he bent down and stood up, the blood in his body seemed to stagnate for a moment.
Then, the world began to spin.
Before Qi Yu could grab the wall, his vision went dark and he fell straight in front of the fire escape.
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There is only a vague shadow in front of my eyes, everything is blurry.
I can still smell a faint smell of disinfectant in my nose.
I could vaguely hear the intermittent conversation, which was sometimes far away and sometimes close, and it was hard to make out clearly.
"My physical condition is too poor...I need to go to the hospital first."
"We need someone to watch over us..."
"...Ring the bell anytime if you need anything...I can wake up tomorrow..."
Qi Yu seemed to have had a very deep sleep. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a vast expanse of white in front of him.
The bed and walls were snow-white, but the person sitting in front of the bed was wearing clothes of a different color.
Qi Yu struggled to open his eyes, and it took him a while to see the environment he was in. He had an IV drip in his hand, and a heart rate monitor was on the bedside table beside him. The person sitting in front of the bed was Feng Ji.
He woke up without making any noise, but the man who was originally replying to the message with his head down noticed that he had woken up.
"You're awake. How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Qi Yu shook his head, indicating that everything was fine. He looked around and asked softly, "Boss Feng, why am I here?"
Feng Ji's eyes were still slightly dark, and it was obvious that he hadn't slept much the whole night. "You fainted at the back door last night, did you forget?"
After he was reminded of this, Qi Yu's memories of the previous night slowly returned. He recalled the last thing he saw before he lost consciousness: the Yulongwan Property Management logo on the side of a trash can.
It was night when he fainted. Now he turned around to look at the sky outside the window. It was already bright daylight. Looking at the fatigue that could not be concealed on Feng Ji's face, Qi Yu could not help but wonder who had been guarding him all night.
The young man's face was pale, and his voice was light and airy, "I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, for causing you trouble again."
He got drunk twice, and this time he fainted, and it was Feng Ji who cleaned up the mess for him.
Feng Ji didn't say anything. Under Qi Yu's gaze, he suddenly raised his hand and hit him on the head.
Qi Yu had one hand receiving an IV drip and the other hand was pressed under the quilt, so he couldn't use his hand to cover his aching forehead. He was so suddenly hit that he didn't react at all and stared at Feng Ji blankly.
The man withdrew his hand and whispered, "Qi Yu, from now on, please use the word 'trouble' less often in front of me. I don't think you're causing me any trouble, so don't label yourself that way."
Qi Yu remained speechless after being hit on the head. Feng Ji didn't expect him to answer immediately, so he continued, "You're too tense. This fainting should serve as a wake-up call for all of us."
"Also, I'm going to have the Human Resources Department hire an assistant for you, separate from the secretarial department, to work specifically for you."
Qi Yu was stunned. "Why so sudden?"
Feng Ji: "It should have been done earlier. It's my negligence. You are my only assistant. The company has more and more projects. Your workload is no less than others. I will let my assistant do some of the trivial matters from now on."
Qi Yu suddenly fell into a coma this time because, firstly, his physical condition was not good. He had only recovered a little in recent years, but he did not take good care of himself. Instead, he often overdrew his energy, leaving behind inducements. Secondly, he suddenly stayed up late to work overtime, and the long period of lack of sleep caused his body to not get enough rest. Once he relaxed, he suddenly fell ill.
No matter from which point of view, the workload placed on Qi Yu alone must be appropriately distributed.
Faced with his boss's sudden decision, Qi Yu couldn't find any reason to refute it. This time, he suddenly fainted at the back door, a place where almost no one came. Fortunately, Feng Ji took him to the hospital. But if this happened a second time, he might not be so lucky again...
etc…
back door…?
Qi Yu frowned, realizing that something seemed a little wrong.
He fainted at the back door, not at Feng Ji's house. How did Feng Ji find out?
Qi Yu couldn't figure it out, so he raised his head and looked at the tall man in front of him, wanting to say something but stopping himself, "Boss Feng..."
Feng Ji: "There's no room for negotiation regarding the assistant."
Qi Yu: "It's not the assistant's question. I want to ask, how did you find out when I fainted at the back door?"
Feng Ji: “…”
Feng Ji: “…”
In the ward, the air suddenly became silent.
The author has something to say:
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The clever assistant Qi found the point. Fortunately, our boss Feng is more stubborn than a chicken [rainbow fart]
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