The third hour.

There was the clatter of a food cart rolling outside the door, and from the other end of the workplace, there were knocks on the door, but they were not knocks on her door.

Jiang Ji glanced at the time.

It's twelve o'clock, time for lunch.

[Red Eye Building] Article 1 of the work manual.

[TV City provides working meals for employees. Please do not eat any meals that are not on the meal list for the day. You can eat ■■■■■. ]

The rules only mentioned the provision of work meals, but did not mention how many meals there were in total. Jiang Ji could only think based on the general company meal system, that is, a shift from nine in the morning to nine in the evening should have two meals.

Lunch and dinner.

She didn't know where the food list was, and the rules section after "edible" was also contaminated, so she couldn't see what was written.

The rules she had received were too few and incomplete. The only thing Jiang Ji could be sure of was that there was no cafeteria in the Red Eye Building.

So here comes the question -

The working hours for night shift staff are 21:00-9:00.

What is their working meal?

Jiang Ji thought about the gaze that she felt on her back before she stepped into the monitoring room, like a maggot attached to her bones... Was it an employee on the early shift?

Jiang Ji looked towards the door. Through the small window, there was no one outside. The night shift workers had all gone off work and the lights in the workplace were off. She heard the knock on the door getting closer and closer, and it came to the room next to hers.

"Hello, the work meal you ordered has arrived."

It's a very ordinary sound, nothing memorable.

There is a small baffle at the food delivery entrance on the monitoring room door, which is locked from the inside and can only be opened from the inside by the employee on duty that day.

Click.

The small baffle in the monitoring room next door was removed, and the clinking sound of iron sheets and metal plates colliding could be heard. "Be careful, the plates are quite hot."

Jiang Ji pursed his lips slightly, his eyes a little confused.

The colleague in the monitoring room next door took the food away normally. Could she have guessed wrong? Was the person pushing the food cart outside the real delivery person?

The wheels of the dining room cart rolled on the ground with a loud sound, and it rolled to Jiang Ji's door. "Hello, your work meal is here."

Same words.

Jiang Ji stood by the door and didn't see the waiter through the small window.

"What's for dinner today?" she asked through the door.

The person outside replied: "Tomato scrambled eggs, rice, shredded pork with chives."

Jiang Ji smelled the fragrance of food.

It sounds fine, but it's really frustrating.

She put her hand on the lock and hesitated to open the door. The tone of the person outside the door gradually became impatient: "Do you want it or not?"

After thinking it over, Jiang Ji refused: "Thank you, but no thanks."

Jiang Ji's room was close to the main entrance of the workplace. The sound of the cart came from inside the workplace. There was only a bathroom at the innermost part of the workplace.

Jiang Ji has the bell as a pass and has successfully obtained the identity of a black employee, so these rules will also apply to her.

If the rules mention "edible", then it's definitely edible.

The area outside of Xincun TV City is basically full of ghost stories. There is no cafeteria and nothing to eat. If you order food from outside, the clanging metal plates are inconvenient and do not meet the standards for delivery.

After she refused, the tone outside suddenly became urgent: "You have to think carefully, dinner will not be delivered until six hours later.

If you don’t eat this meal, you will go hungry!”

Jiang Ji had already walked back to his seat and sat down, no longer paying any attention.

As long as she doesn't open the door, the other side can't do anything.

The cart rolled away with even louder noises.

After a long time, Jiang Ji heard a slightly heavier sound of footsteps, and this time someone was knocking on the door from her side, with a wheezing sound.

"You...your takeaway!"

Jiang Ji was still cautious, "What are we eating today?"

The other party was silent for a moment. "I'm just a delivery man. How would I know? I can't open it halfway. The company will deduct money from me!"

"Then please help me check it. I'm afraid I sent it to the wrong one again."

There was a rustling sound of a plastic bag being untied outside the door. When Jiang Ji opened the lid, he smelled a mixture of oil and eggs.

"Egg fried rice."

Jiang Ji stood up and walked over, opened the small baffle, and handed in a round paper lunch box with his slightly pale hands, "Please enjoy your meal."

After handing it to her, the other party left with the remaining meal and knocked on the doors next to them one by one. This time, there was no movement in the room next to Jiang Ji.

When he came back, the delivery man's footsteps were noticeably lighter. Jiang Ji heard him mutter, "Why are there so many left this time..."

Jiang Ji opened the slightly cold lunch box. There was fried rice with distinct rice grains and a few egg strands floating in the oil. It smelled pretty ordinary.

She felt something under the lunch box.

What was taken out was a meal list. It turned out that the meal list was sandwiched between the correct meals, and only if you chose the right lunch could you get it.

Delicious takeaway daily menu:

Monday lunch: Fried rice with egg. Dinner: Fried rice with pickled mustard greens.

Tuesday lunch: bacon fried rice. Dinner: mushroom fried rice.

Wednesday lunch: Lao Gan Ma fried rice Dinner: beef fried rice.

…

It was all fried rice.

Jiang Ji almost doesn't recognize the word "fried rice" anymore.

She took two bites of the egg fried rice and it tasted really average.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the two delivery men appeared again one after another. The colleagues in the monitoring room next door also took away the dinner delivered by the cart in the evening.

It’s 9pm in the Red Eye Building.

After that phone call, the phone in the monitoring room never rang again. Jiang Ji got off work on time, and his colleague from the next door happened to come out of the room.

Her face was paler than before and her brows were furrowed.

Jiang Ji saw a lot of people gathered outside the workplace, and several bodies covered with white cloth were carried away by people wearing protective clothing and gloves.

The sound of conversation nearby drifted over along with the stench of the corpse.

"Ah, what happened to Lao Jin?"

"He said he died suddenly in the monitoring room due to overwork."

The white cloth was blown up by the cold air from the air conditioner, and the face of the man in his forties was blue and purple, his face was swollen, and there were purple and black bloodstains on his eyes, nose and mouth.

It doesn't look like sudden death, but more like poisoning.

The middle-aged man and several old employees stood aside. Every employee passing by could hear their sorrowful voices, "Alas, Lao Jin has worked hard for so long, and now he will be promoted soon..."

There were crystal tears gleaming in their eyes, and the fine lines and wrinkles at the corners of their eyes and the exaggeratedly drooped corners of their mouths were filled with hypocrisy.

Although the work in this building is simple, there are undercurrents beneath the apparent harmony and calmness of these old employees.

Two red-clad supervisors stood aside, and one of them was posting a notice on the workplace door.

[Recently, we have received a lot of feedback that many employees in the Red Eye Building experienced vomiting, diarrhea, and body aches after eating food from the "Congratulations Restaurant". We suspect that the food is unclean. The meals ordered by the Red Eye Building are takeout from Delicious, so please carefully identify them before eating! ]