If you don't perform well, you could really have a heart attack.
"That's true,"
Jiang Chuan got up and packed his things; it was already 20 minutes past the end of the workday.
The employees have all left.
"I need to admit that I have a prejudice against magical girls, but during yesterday's work, I realized that I shouldn't have made such a conclusion."
"Also, at first I really didn't want to do anything extra. I'm a selfish person, I just want to do what I can do well."
"Unnecessary? But isn't this helping others?" the count asked, puzzled.
In His theoretical education, He taught that humans can be inclined to help others because it helps them achieve self-realization.
According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory.
“Yes, it is indeed a way to help others, but… I will consider more factors…” Jiang Chuan did not elaborate on this aspect, but finally gave his conclusion: “The premise of helping others is to protect yourself.”
This protection has many layers of meaning.
This was the first time the Earl had met someone so frank. From his perspective, Jiang Chuan was a very proud person, otherwise he wouldn't have rejected him time and time again.
Proud people find it difficult to frankly admit their mistakes.
Although this may not be classified as the wrong area, it is just a misunderstanding.
Furthermore, it's about dissecting oneself in front of a completely unfamiliar creature...
The count thought this might be due to his elegant feline appearance: "I don't understand how you can be so honest?"
"Perhaps it's because we're not the same kind of people."
Jiang Chuan started the car. In his subconscious, it was better to express his inner thoughts to those who were not of the same kind.
"Furthermore, we are all adults, so let's not create misunderstandings because of some trivial insistence. Unnecessary communication costs can easily lead to divergent goals."
The count seemed to understand, but not quite.
...
Chen Rui had no idea that his dark past nightmare was far from over.
Ever since he trended on Weibo for being molested by two burly men on the subway, and then faced a storm of controversy on short video platforms...
Chen Rui never left the house.
He looked at his unshaven self in the mirror, wondering how dashing and handsome he used to be.
Damn it, he's made me a bit afraid of men.
He could easily imagine the labels people around him would probably give him, like "company CEO" or "mature and family-oriented," all of which would become the so-called "gay heartthrob" from the moment that video appeared.
Chen Rui's name has changed from Chen Rui to "ideal man".
This world is fucking outrageous.
Chen Rui has already started considering whether to expand the business abroad; the company's future shouldn't be confined to such a small city.
"Honey, come eat!"
In the kitchen, his wife called out in her usual gentle and considerate manner.
Chen Rui couldn't look his gentle and considerate wife in the eye. He had been unwilling to go out or see anyone for the past few days because seeing anyone reminded him of his past, which the woman in front of him probably already knew about.
Including his own wife.
Where is the man's masculinity? Where is the boss's authoritative image?
He still remembers the strange look his wife gave him when he got home after leaving the police station.
The past is too painful to recall; I don't want to see anyone.
The scope of this social death is ridiculously broad.
Weibo? That's an app used by hundreds of millions of young people.
This short video platform has an even more outrageous user base, ranging from elementary school students to the elderly... Everyone has to die, but it's best not to die in society.
Chen Rui had certainly thought about telling his beloved wife about his feelings about living in Bengbu, but his wife wouldn't quite understand.
She always felt that it was just a little molestation, what's the big deal? You're a grown man, it's not like you'll lose a piece of your flesh.
They even told Chen Rui not to feel "victim shame," but that the two criminals should be ashamed.
If Chen Rui remains obsessed with his dark past and refuses to come out of it, his wife will inevitably come over and talk to him.
"Who told you to use overtime as an excuse not to come home every day? Now you know how dangerous it is outside at night. In this day and age, men aren't safe either. And you always say I'm afraid of nothing..." His wife was about to launch into another tirade, but seeing Chen Rui's expression, she finally swallowed her words.
Well, things have come to this point...
She should just bear with it a little longer.
"If you don't come to eat soon, I'm not going to wait for you. I'm going to eat first."
Chen Rui was completely oblivious to the fact that this was his retribution. He shuffled to the dining table, feeling terrible but still wolfing down his rice.
After eating, I lay on the bed and continued to slump.
As I lay there, the drowsiness that comes with a full stomach washed over me.
Chen Rui didn't want to face reality either, so he simply fell asleep.
In a hazy dream, I opened my eyes to find myself...lying there, not knowing what to do.
The lights were swaying, and he was lying down, so he couldn't see the faces of the people around him clearly. He only knew that there was a group of people surrounding him.
It's like a team building activity.
The atmosphere was lively, and some people were even calling his name.
Can you hear yourself being called, and then encourage yourself to do something?
Chen Rui was getting impatient. He was always the one who got his word in the company, and no one ever asked him to do anything. He wanted to speak up and reprimand these people, but he couldn't get the words out.
Then a man walked out from the crowd—
Chen Rui shivered and almost woke up in fright. He couldn't bear to see anyone who was the same gender as him.
The most outrageous thing was that the man walked over and actually lay on top of her.
Although there was no physical contact between them, the man simply placed his hands on either side of his head and supported himself.
Chen Rui is still... Yue, help, what the hell is Yue?
The main problem is that the distance is too close.
He's dreaming right now, and his mind isn't working properly; he can't remember anything about the icebreaker game he wanted the new employee, Xiaolin, to play during the team-building activity.
At first, he just held on, but with the encouragement of those around him, the man had no choice but to bend down.
The distance between them naturally drew closer to Chen Rui.
The legendary face-to-face push-ups that Chen Rui used to really like.
Chen Rui: Damn it, don't even get involved, Yue—I was internally vomiting like crazy, I was completely devastated.
Chen Rui reacted instinctively, and in her panic, she was finally able to move. She immediately reached out and pressed her hand against the man's face. In layman's terms, she slapped him down and pushed his face up.
The game, naturally, ended badly in the dream.
Chen Rui was finally able to stand up again.
As a result, there were people next to him who kept grumbling, saying things like, "It's just a game, why are you making such a big deal out of it?"
"Isn't not cooperating with team-building games a sign of not fitting in with the team?"
"Why is it that everyone else can do it, but you're so fussy?"
Hearing all this, Chen Rui was furious. What kind of game is this? It's infuriating! Isn't this sexual harassment?
They even grandly call it a team-building game.
Go to hell!
Chen Rui still couldn't recall ever doing that himself. He wasn't the kind of person who could put himself in others' shoes; if he could, he wouldn't have forced Xiao Lin to play games at the dinner table.
This bizarre and fantastical dream is far from over.
Someone was spinning a bottle, and Chen Rui watched helplessly as the bottle's neck came right up to him.
He looked around the room.
Although he couldn't see other people's faces clearly, Chen Rui was particularly sensitive to the gazes that were focused on him.
That wasn't a friendly look.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable being surrounded by these blatant gazes, Chen Rui was a little annoyed.
Someone even had the audacity to come up to him and ask, "Chen Rui, when was your first time?"
Clearly, this so-called "first time" carries a special kind of ambiguity.
Chen Rui's face darkened.
If someone is mentally ill, they can get treatment. Although he owns a foreign trade company, he is still very conservative in his thinking.
Is it appropriate to bring such private matters into the open?
Open up, open up, it seems these people have really let their brains run wild.
With that question raised, the power of discourse shifted, and Chen Rui was finally able to speak!
He had been bottling up his anger for the past ten minutes or so, and now that he could finally speak, he was about to unleash a torrent of abuse—
Then he woke up.
Yes, I'm awake.
A similar example is when you're playing a game and you get into an argument with your teammates because of poor teamwork.
Then he finished rambling on and on, spewing a bunch of profanities and insults at you.
It's finally your turn.
As a result, the other party simply cut off your microphone.
Feeling constipated with only half a bowel movement, Chen Rui almost cried from anger; he was genuinely furious. His first reaction upon waking was to immediately close his eyes, ready to return to that dream and wreak havoc.
As a result, I found myself wide awake and unable to fall asleep at all.
Why did I get even angrier?
Aa ...
Who invented this stupid game? Who invented team building? Are you crazy? Can't this kind of thing just stay out of his dreams?
That's disgusting.
I didn't yell back! Damn it, I didn't yell back!
When the wife came in, she saw her withdrawn husband sitting on the bed, furiously hitting the pillow.
Wife: ...Never mind, things have come to this point...
She should just bear with it a little longer.
The mastermind behind this whole affair was Jiang Chuan. He couldn't interfere too much with real-world events, so he could only manipulate things by changing certain factors and conditions.
So today I plan to try other methods.
He's wearing the same skin he wore before tonight.
This greatly displeased the count.
When has our Magical Girl Management Bureau ever had an employee wear clothes they've already worn before? We're all about flashy, colorful outfits. Can someone who always wears the same clothes be called a magical girl?
That's tasteless.
However, Jiang Chuan insisted because he didn't want to try other men's clothing.
What if you open some outrageous blind box...
This self-isolating suit is already outrageous. It wasn't described before, but it does have a background music when it flies, and its whole body emits a faint light, as if it's afraid others won't see it.
The fact that nothing could be seen when the large hood was on perfectly suited his taste.
Jiang Chuan had actually considered Chen Rui's second reformation, but ultimately chose this harmless dream education.
They forced this long-serving CEO to put himself in someone else's shoes.
In fact, Jiang Chuan's profession is very special; it does not have law enforcement or judicial power.
Jiang Chuan has always been a law-abiding and exemplary citizen, and he still is, even in a different world.
So while racking his brains about how to legally modify Chen Rui, Jiang Chuan saw three words that gave him a flash of inspiration—Cthulhu.
As employees on the magical side, we shouldn't interfere too much with the real world and our own lives.
But the spirit, this concept of transcendence.
Who can define it accurately?
So Jiang Chuan once again chose an unusual fighting style—yes, the legendary mental pollution.
Currently, dreams are the most effective method.
Perhaps more unique things will be developed in the future.
The Earl, meanwhile, was recording Jiang Chuan's good deeds.
This behavior is somewhat epoch-making, and I feel like I'm missing out if I don't record it. Maybe my notes will even be included in the textbooks of the Magical Girl Administration Bureau in the future.
The count envisioned a bright future.
Jiang Chuan has completed his main task for tonight. He has never liked wandering around outside, even in such a special way as flying.
Therefore, unlike other magical girls, they rarely haven't had enough fun and continue to look for new missions.
In general, Jiang Chuan is not fussy at work and does not do anything unnecessary.
However, I brought some other props with me today.
Jiang Chuan raised his modern technological gadget and aimed it at the throngs of people under the streetlights.
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