Let alone someone who was already depressed, with this kind of work environment and work pressure, it's normal for them to become depressed directly!
Zhou Junhao looked around and found that there was no one around. The surveillance cameras above him deliberately avoided the big screen. So Zhou Junhao went around to this blind spot of the surveillance cameras and slightly raised the thing in his hand to take a picture.
"That guy—"
A voice suddenly came from inside, startling Zhou Junhao so much that he stood up straight.
What are you still doing standing here?
The guy who walked over was wearing a security guard uniform, but based on Zhou Junhao's observation, this guy should be one of the thugs in their industry.
"No, it's nothing."
Zhou Junhao casually lowered his hand.
The security guard looked Zhou Junhao up and down, his gaze landing on the pen hanging in Zhou Junhao's breast pocket, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You—"
"Hey, security guard over there, come here for a second, Brother Nan is calling you."
Just then, someone walked over from the other side and gave a reminder.
"It looks like the streamer over there has fainted. Aren't you going to go check on her?"
The security guard looked away and turned to look at the person who had entered.
The person was wearing a mask and a hat, with only a small scar visible at the corner of their eye.
"knew."
The security guard turned around and walked in the direction of Brother Nan and his group.
The man silently brushed past Zhou Junhao's shoulder and continued walking forward.
After taking only a few steps, he stopped again: "Aren't you coming?"
Zhou Junhao snapped out of his daze and immediately followed up, "I understand."
The two walked out of the apartment building in silence.
Only after completely leaving that oppressive environment did Zhou Junhao whisper, "Thank you."
The masked man glanced at him, then asked cryptically, "A reporter?"
Zhou Junhao's pupils dilated in shock: !!
How did this person know?
Almost reflexively, Zhou Junhao instinctively jumped back a step, then looked around to prevent anyone from attacking him from behind like last time.
“Don’t worry, I just observed it,” the man said. “Your acting is a bit bad, but it’s enough to fool those guys.”
Our proud infiltration plan was actually rated as "rotten" by this guy?!
Zhou Junhao felt challenged. He looked the man up and down and then realized that the man was the same guy he had met in the corridor when he first came to the company!
He still vividly remembers the scar on the other person's face.
For a moment, Zhou Junhao couldn't tell whether he was good or bad, so he could only remain neutral and say, "I'm sorry, you're terrible at judging people."
The man chuckled softly, a rare moment of agreement on his part: "I did indeed suffer a great loss because I misjudged people. But later... I always had to make up for this fatal flaw."
He removed his mask, revealing a bearded, somewhat weathered face, and said to Zhou Junhao, "I have some evidence that I think you'll be interested in. If you dare to come with me, then come on."
He then took the lead and walked ahead.
Under the bright streetlights, Zhou Junhao was able to see the other person's face clearly.
The face looked so familiar, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.
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