"Thank you..." He was slightly out of breath, and then stood up with Xiao Jin's help.
Xiao Jin let go of him: "Be careful next time."
Without saying a word, everyone quickly left the office.
But they didn't notice that a tall, slender figure slowly emerged in the darkness of the office.
The man was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, his feet resting on shattered glass, his gaze coldly fixed on the direction they had left.
"The game... has only just begun." The deep voice echoed in the empty office before disappearing without a trace.
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The corridor was still dimly lit. Xiao Jin walked at the back, her gaze sweeping over the walls on both sides of the corridor, when she suddenly felt a chill.
I have a feeling... that something was watching them just now.
Xiao Jin did not rush to investigate, but silently gripped the long sword.
"Let's go back to the 33rd floor first." Zhan Wenzhen pushed up his glasses and spoke softly, so softly that only Xiao Jin, who was closest to him, could hear him.
Xiao Jin did not answer, and sure enough, Zhan Wenchen also sensed it.
Back on the 33rd floor, everyone returned to their respective workstations; there were still less than two hours until the end of the workday.
According to the employee handbook, night shift workers are not allowed to leave their workstations unless they have a task to complete.
Moreover, we have no idea what's going on here.
Even though it's a summer morning and some cities get light very early, when Xiao Jin looked up, it was still pitch black outside.
Everyone sat in front of their computers, each doing their own thing, but no one could calm down.
Nie Shuangshuang had already stuffed the damaged props into her backpack and was lying back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest. Xiao Bin and Wang Bing were staring at each other.
Xu Qing pulled out a large, foldable metal box from somewhere. When opened, it was full of metal tools and parts.
Cui Mingyang was in a daze, seemingly still unable to shake off what had just happened.
"Who exactly is that person...? Is he the so-called company general manager?" Xiao Jin murmured to herself, still bothered by the look she had received earlier.
"Wen Jin." Zhan Wenchen's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting her thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Jin looked up.
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