sick leave
Zhou Min was late again today, and the reason was difficult to summarize in words.
She was wearing a French high-necked shirt, a young lady's style. She covered her neck with her hands and almost trotted to her workstation. As soon as she sat down, she noticed the inquiring gazes beside her.
Zhou Min pulled his collar with his hands and turned his head carefully, and saw that Huang Peiyi had darker dark circles under her eyes than yesterday and red bloodshot on the whites of her eyes.
Why is the work still so hard even without an evil client like Zhou Min?
Thinking of this, Zhou Min suddenly felt guilty and looked away. He was very self-aware and did not ask too many questions, so as not to upset his good colleague.
Huang Peiyi couldn't help but speak first, asking in a seemingly curious but actually teasing tone: "Xiao Min, what's wrong with your neck?"
It was over, she knew it couldn't be covered at all. Zhou Min completely gave up, and with a desperate move, he loosened his grip on his shirt collar, letting the marks on his neck show a little.
Bite marks, finger marks, strangulation marks...
Zhou Min's fragile neck had endured too much.
She forced a stiff smile and made up a story in a stiff tone: "If I say I fell, would you believe me?"
When Zhou Min lowered her hand, Huang Peiyi noticed the embroidered surname on her sleeve. To vent her long-held anger, she said in a moderately loud voice, "Oh, it must have fallen at Miss Zhou's house, right?"
Huang Peiyi thought of Zhou Min's inexplicable yet meaningful hint that day, combined with the faint marks on her neck, and suddenly realized that there was someone else who was tortured "in this way or that way".
Retribution in this life.
Zhou Min was speechless and shrank back in his seat, using the back of the chair and the display screen in front of the table to block the curious glances from those around him.
Only after those colleagues who had taken time out of their busy schedules to gossip returned to work did Zhou Min raise his hand and press the leather collar through the fabric of his collar, his expression becoming increasingly complicated.
In the morning, after placing one end of the chain around her neck in Zhou Qiting's palm, Zhou Min tried to persuade the hard-hearted young lady but failed to get her to take off the collar.
Instead, it made Zhou Qiting more interested...
Damn it! Zhou... Zhou Min!
Although these marks were caused by Zhou Qiting, considering that Zhou Min actually enjoyed it, she could only blame herself and scold herself in her heart for her incompetence.
Zhou Min thought that if he had to work overtime at the eldest lady's place every night after get off work like he had done in the past two days, he probably couldn't expect to complete the assassination mission before the transaction was completed.
She couldn't waste her time like this any longer. Even as dedicated as Zhou Min was, she still hadn't had time to open the information Huang Peiyi gave her.
What excuse could he use to refuse overtime? Zhou Min rested his chin on one hand in frustration, his other hand reaching into the inner pocket of his bag, his eyes lowered as he furtively checked the messages on his work phone, which he hadn't opened in days.
The rare repeat customer came to her again and sent messages to Zhou Min tirelessly for several days, expressing his concern for her safety and asking about her work progress, which really made Zhou Min flattered.
「Abnormal」:「「Link」
「Pervert」: “Have you seen this news?”
"abnormal":"?"
「Pervert」: "Dead?"
"Pervert": "You're not going to quit, are you?"
Based on the principle of proximity, Zhou Min first replied to the message sent by the perverted middleman last night.
Zhou Min: "Fuck. (Not a swear word)"
Zhou Min quoted the first message: "Don't click on links from unknown sources."
Zhou Min was speechless: "Are you waiting for me to write a proposal for you instead of sending it directly? Smile.jpg"
There was no need to spend extra money, so Zhou Min couldn't help but be tough and started to be picky about his work.
The most important thing is that to accept orders, one has to take leave or use weekends, which means reporting to the eldest lady. Reporting means lying. Lying means that there is a high probability that the eldest lady, who is very observant, will find out. If found out, Zhou Min will be in trouble again.
After sorting out his thoughts, Zhou Min suddenly became enlightened.
If there's an order, take it. It's just a punishment, and she can handle it no matter how severe it is. Zhou Min sucked the pain off his tongue, then took out his other phone and sent a message to Zhou Qiting.
Zhou Min cautiously tested the edge of danger: "I have something to do in the next few days."
Time passed by minute by minute, and just when Zhou Min was about to give up and was about to add a sentence "Actually, it's okay", the other party finally replied.
"What's up?"
Zhou Min sweated profusely, carefully choosing his words, and then carefully typed and sent: "This is confidential, so I can't disclose it."
"Um."
So easy to talk to? Zhou Min sat up straight, his expression becoming increasingly serious.
Based on his experience of getting along with Zhou Qiting during this period, Zhou Min always felt that things were not that simple and couldn't help but think more.
On the day he met Chen Shu, after Zhou Min lied, Zhou Qiting simply replied "Yeah" on the phone.
Did he realize that he had lied again, or did he not realize it?
Zhou Min decided to try again.
"Zhou Qiting——"
"Um?"
"Is your phone screen broken so you can only type a few words?"
"Busy."
It was reasonable to reply with only one word. Zhou Min felt relieved and was about to turn off the screen when his phone vibrated.
"You lied to me?"
Click.
Zhou Min's hand trembled and her phone fell on the table. Just as she was trying to remain calm and was about to say "no", another message came from the other party.
"You lied to me."
The same sentence changes from a question mark to a period, which seems to carry a sense of certainty.
Zhou Min broke out in a sweat, unable to understand how Zhou Qiting had discovered this. After a few internal struggles, he decided to give up resistance as soon as possible and wondered, "How did you know?"
"I didn't know that."
What this means is that Zhou Min was fooled again.
I got fooled again!
She immediately decided that even if her lies were exposed, she would continue to be stubborn, otherwise she would never know which of Zhou Qiting's words were true and which were lies.
Feeling guilty, Zhou Min felt the collar around his neck tighten. He angrily excused himself, "I really have something to worry about. I'm not sure about the time, so I've been talking for a few more days."
Zhou Yiting did not reply.
It was Huang Peiyi who sent a message.
Huang Peiyi: "I've thought about what you said before. I need to know what the specific opportunity you're talking about is."
Huang Peiyi: "Shall we go to the stairwell and talk?"
Mobile phone conversations have the risk of being monitored, so it is safer to explain things in person.
It was not until just now that Huang Peiyi realized that what Zhou Min was going to do must be more difficult than what she had done, which was why she had to endure humiliation to such an extent and was even willing to sell... her body to achieve her goal.
He is willing to sacrifice himself to join the game, and is a person worthy of further cooperation.
Thinking of this, she quickly turned her head and glanced at the marks on Zhou Min's neck, filled with awe.
He is truly a role model for our generation.
After seeing the news, Zhou Min fell silent and did not notice Huang Peiyi's sympathetic gaze.
Didn't her good colleague realize that she had revealed her secret in the stairwell? Zhou Min couldn't help but sigh. In their line of work, some people have survived to this day thanks to their abilities, while others rely on luck.
Huang Peiyi is one of those people who is extremely lucky.
Thinking of this, she slowly turned her head and looked at Huang Peiyi, who was unaware of it, for several times with awe.
It's simply an industry benchmark.
Zhou Min, who always had bad luck, naturally didn't dare to take the risk of openly plotting in the stairwell. She sent a message rather helplessly: "Let's talk somewhere else after get off work."
Unfortunately, Zhou Min didn't get to wait until the normal working hours ended, and her leader, who had little presence, reappeared and walked in front of her.
"Xiao Wu, why are you still coming to work even though you're sick?"
When did I get sick again? Zhou Min looked up in confusion and met his leader's concerned gaze.
"If you feel unwell, go home and have a good rest for a few days. There is no rush about work." The leader looked very considerate.
Of course he's not in a hurry. Zhou Min has been slacking off since the day he started working, so how could he have any work to do?
After some hesitation, Zhou Min asked the leader who seemed to be cursing her the question in her heart: "Sick?"
The leader’s next words hit Zhou Min hard.
"Pack up and go home early to rest. Mr. Zheng said Miss Zhou has taken three days of sick leave for you."
Three days, plus the weekend makes five days.
Is this too much of an exaggeration? What kind of dire situation could have caused Zhou Min to be ill for so many days?
Even wearing a high-necked shirt, Zhou Min still felt a little cold on his neck.
Outside the elevator, Zhou Min grabbed his bag, took a deep breath, and did some simple stretching, hoping to increase his chances of a successful escape.
Fortunately, I was wearing long pants instead of a long skirt today, so I didn’t have to bother with tucking up the hem of my skirt.
Zhou Min's anxious expression was vaguely reflected on the stainless steel elevator door. As the door slowly opened, she took a half step back.
Seeing that there was no one in the elevator, she felt relieved for the moment, walked in, and pressed the buttons for the tenth floor, seventh floor, fourth floor, and first floor.
Although Zhenbang Group is part of the Zheng family's business, Miss Zhou might get so angry that she would send bodyguards to block the elevator.
Some time had passed since her leader informed Zhou Min that she was on sick leave. She did not dare to relax and decided to get out of the elevator on the seventh floor and then go downstairs through the fire escape, which would increase her chances of escape.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Min walked cautiously all the way to the outside of the building, but no one came to catch her.
Zhou Min was now even more worried. Judging from his two previous experiences of being blocked, Zhou Qiting was always cunning and would set traps in unexpected places.
Full of doubts, Zhou Min observed the surrounding environment while taking out his mobile phone and calling Zhou Qiting to inquire about the news.
Zhou Min feigned sincerity and threw out a bunch of questions: "Zhou Qiting, I'm downstairs at the company. Should I go back home or yours? Should I take a ride home first?"
There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone, followed by a sentence with no emotion.
"I'll send someone to pick you up."
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