Chapter 19: Dog Detective
The office was very quiet. The overhead light fell on the faces of the two people, and silence spread silently.
Zhu Yanshi leaned against the desk, raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Zhiyu's face.
At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps coming from far away was particularly clear in the quiet atmosphere.
As the footsteps approached, Zhu Yanshi shifted his gaze to the person who was coming.
The other person was fat and had big ears. He had a big round face with a pair of squinting eyes, a flat nose, and thick lips. He was wearing a dark blue suit, and the buttons of the suit could not cover his huge belly.
The visitor stood at the door and raised his hand to wipe the unnecessary sweat from his forehead.
"Mr. Song...Mr. Song..."
"Why are you here?"
Song Zhiyu didn't say anything, but just threw the stack of leave requests in his hand in Manager Guo's face.
White notes were flying all over the sky. Zhu Yanshi was smart enough to step on the notes and go out, closing the glass door behind him.
The atmosphere in the office was depressing and tense.
Manager Guo picked up the note on the ground and took a look at it. He thought it was something big, and his heart was half relieved.
A small mistake like not approving a leave application should not be a big deal. If it is more serious, half a month's salary will be deducted, and if it is more serious, at most one month's salary will be deducted. He can then use the money to subsidize the employees who have complaints, and the matter will be resolved.
The plan appeared in his mind, and Manager Guo forced a smile on his face.
"Ayu...uncle has been too busy lately..."
"Things at the company are a mess. I haven't been back to the office in a long time, so things are bound to pile up..."
"Then what should we do about this?"
Song Zhiyu turned around and looked at the fat and big-eared man in front of him, and felt more and more disgusted.
Some time ago, my grandmother cried and begged him to help the uncle who had helped the family when he was a child get a position in the company, just as a small manager.
It is said that my uncle also started a business, but if he had not been born at the wrong time, he would not have ended up like this.
It is said that he has the ability to manage people and can accompany the company through thick and thin.
I have only been in the company as the engineering manager for two months.
I don't know if we can go through hardships together, but I have tasted the sweetness first. I have gained more than three or four times more weight than before I joined the company.
Song Zhiyu had turned a blind eye to it before. His grandmother said that his uncle was a man of integrity and did not want to live off others. He wanted to realize his self-worth through work.
Now that I have realized my self-worth and have the title of manager, I can even skip work to have fun and be away from the office all day. I am really brave.
"How about this?"
Guo Chengfu spoke tentatively.
I remembered what my mother said some time ago, that her grandson always responded to soft words and not harsh ones, and asked to be punished. If he punished himself more severely, those small mistakes could still be forgiven.
"Fine me one month's salary!"
Guo Chengfu closed his eyes, made up his mind, and said the decision that he thought was the most unfair to him.
As the voice fell, the man sitting on the sofa sneered.
Song Zhiyu stood up and opened the office door without saying much.
When Guo Chengfu thought that the other party had let the matter go, he heard a man's deep voice floating over, echoing in the closed flat room, creating an amplified sound effect.
"Guo Chengfu, while on the job, neglected his duties, deceived his superiors and subordinates, and ignored company rules and regulations. He is hereby suspended."
The reason for the suspension is that we still have to investigate where the money that fattened these people came from.
After Song Zhiyu announced the result, he left without looking back.
Zhu Yanshi was following behind the other person, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm by someone. The man was very strong and threw him back hard.
Zhu Yanshi lost his balance and his shoulder hit the wall next to him. Before he could react, the opponent's fist fell from the sky.
"You were the one who fucking snitched?"
Guo Chengfu was a man of strong vengeance. When he was explaining in the office just now, he was already thinking about how to take revenge on the young man who had just appeared in his office with the president.
Now that he has lost his job and is facing a thorough investigation, he starts to throw a tantrum without caring about anything.
He was not a decent person to begin with. He grew up being spoiled by his family and later supported by his mother. He had hardly experienced any hardships and had a bad temper.
When the fist was about to hit the boy's cheek, it was suddenly grabbed by someone. Zhu Yanshi grabbed Guo Chengfu's fist and twisted it to the side with force.
He bent it very skillfully. With a click, Guo Chengfu's wrist was removed, his palm dropped down, and he let out a long, sharp roar.
When Song Zhiyu rushed over, he kicked Guo Chengfu in the back, and the large group of people fell heavily to one side.
In the huge space, the only sound was the dull thud of fat hitting the ground.
"How about it?"
Song Zhiyu rushed over subconsciously. He had just heard some movement behind him. When he turned around, he could only see the young man's shoulder hitting the wall, his whole face slightly distorted with pain.
The body reacted before the brain, and Song Zhiyu only reacted when he carried the person on his shoulders.
The steps forward paused.
What is he doing?
Zhu Yanshi leaned on his shoulder, punching his arm with a distorted expression.
"Are you carrying sandbags?"
"Put me down!"
Song Zhiyu rolled his eyeballs numbly, and out of the corner of his eye he could clearly see that the employees who were originally lying on their workstations were coming over.
Countless pairs of eyes were staring at him and the young man he was carrying on his shoulders.
Oh, maybe they can’t see the boy’s face, they can only see his round buttocks…
The man turned his head firmly. The domineering CEO, who was always arrogant in front of his employees, suddenly raised his leg and quickly rushed into the CEO's exclusive elevator in front of him, carrying the person on his shoulders.
When the elevator door closed, the employees could only see the boss's unrestrained back and his round and perky butt.
Zhu Yanshi hadn't eaten lunch and had been dealing with all these messy things. After being shaken like this, his stomach was churning and he felt like vomiting.
Reach out and pull Song Zhiyu's ear.
"Put me down! I'm going to throw up!"
Song Zhiyu threw the person aside in shock, still facing the elevator with his perfect and cold back.
It's a bit like facing the wall and thinking about one's mistakes.
Sure enough, nothing good happened when I met Zhu Yan.
A lifetime of reputation was ruined in an instant.
The young man who ruined the domineering president's wisdom huddled silently in the elevator, his fingers gripping the handrail at the side of the elevator trembling awkwardly.
The acid in my stomach kept churning, but I couldn't hold back my anger, so I cursed weakly.
"You might as well just let that fat guy beat me to death..."
Song Zhiyu felt guilty for a rare moment and reached out to touch the bridge of his nose.
But when he saw his guilty expression through the reflective surface of the elevator, he narrowed his eyes firmly.
He is a domineering boss, he can't possibly feel guilty!
The two men walked into the president's office together in dejection, and one sat in the office chair to reflect on the motives of his previous behavior.
The other sat on the sofa, rubbed his stomach, and then raised his hand weakly and tremblingly.
"Supporting father, how about giving me some food?"
"I'm busy with your affairs..."
The boy's eyelashes trembled, and beads of sweat hung on his pale cheeks.
Song Zhiyu was silent for a moment, asked Special Assistant Zhang to bring up a meal, and called the company's medical team.
Several people crowded into the huge office in an instant.
Special Assistant Zhang spread the food on the coffee table and thoughtfully brought a cup of warm milk.
The medical team hurriedly gathered around the desk, staring intently at Song Zhiyu's face.
The overbearing president raised his hand to rub his stinging temples, pointed his finger in the direction of the sofa, and closed his eyes tightly.
"there."
The medical team all turned around, staring intently at Zhu Yanshi as he stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth with chopsticks.
“…”
"Can I eat first?"
Zhu Yanshi used to have weak arms and legs, but now they are fragile and have problems all over.
He endured the pain from somewhere and ate his lunch cleanly before standing up.
"Let's get started."
"Where does it hurt?"
A slightly younger male doctor asked.
"Shoulders and stomach."
"Then take off your clothes."
The male doctor spoke calmly and even pushed his glasses up on his nose.
The office was quiet again. Zhu Yanshi's bright eyes moved back and forth among the doctors, then silently fell on the face of Song Zhiyu sitting at the desk between the doctors.
He raised his hand and pointed over there.
"If I take off my clothes, he'll think I'm seducing him."
Song Zhiyu paused in rubbing his solar plexus, and saw a row of doctors looking at him with cold eyes.
Written on his face -
You are so narcissistic.
Song Zhiyu felt his headache getting worse. He was convinced that he and Zhu Yanshi were incompatible. He raised his hand and pointed to the lounge next to him.
"Go inside!"
A group of people rushed into the lounge again.
The office was finally quiet, and Song Zhiyu felt the stabbing pain in his head was relieved.
He exhaled heavily, then looked quietly at a dog model on the table.
Don't be angry...
Don't be angry...
Song Zhiyu's slightly cold eyes met the puppy's dark eyes. He raised his hand and ruffled his meticulously combed hair.
In the lounge, Zhu Yanshi put on his clothes, but the paleness on his face had not yet faded.
A group of doctors nearby were discussing something with their heads down, and their intermittent voices drifted into my ears.
"Preliminary diagnosis: shoulder dislocation... square shoulder..."
"If you have a stomachache, it's probably a stomach problem... I just ate something, it should feel better..."
"So, let's put the shoulder back in place first?"
Zhu Yanshi saw the young male doctor who was leading the group come over, grab his left hand, and gently pull it down, and then he heard a muffled click.
Zhu Yanshi felt the pain in his shoulder disappear. He blinked his eyes and jumped up vigorously.
"I'm fine."
The stomachache disappeared, maybe because I had delayed eating lunch.
Zhu Yanshi found it very magical. He didn't expect that the old illness that only occurred in his previous body would be brought to this body.
With a wry smile on his face, he stretched his shoulders and walked out of the lounge with a few doctors.
He was good at livening up the atmosphere, so he asked with a smile.
"Look at it this way, I'm actually in pretty good shape, right?"
The male doctor turned his head and gave a fake smile that showed the hardship of a working man.
"Dark spots under the eyes, weakness in the limbs, drowsiness, and easy fractures."
The other person patted his shoulder before leaving.
"Young man, you are very weak."
Zhu Yanshi: "..."
Out of the corner of my eye I could see some idiot sitting in an office chair trying to hold back his laughter.
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