It was almost ten o'clock on the evening of the second day of the Lunar New Year, and fewer and fewer people were on the pedestrian street.

Occasionally, two or three employees who have just gotten off work are also in a hurry and are rushing to take the last bus home.

Situ Qingyue waited all night with an empty stomach, but still did not see Qiu Qianqian. He stood at the door of the employee passage. It is logical that Qiu Qianqian could not have the authority to go out from another place.

He grabbed a middle-aged woman who had just gotten off work and asked, "Hello, have you seen Qiu Qianqian?"

"Qianqian--" the woman looked him up and down and asked gossip, "Are you Qianqian's father?"

Situ Qingyue instantly felt very hurtful of self-esteem. This sentence "Dad" invisibly opened the distance between him and Qiu Qianqian. In fact, he did not look old at all, but was just over 10 years apart from Qiu Qianqian.

However, it was the age difference of more than 10 years that made the middle-aged woman in front of her talk, and made Situ Qingyue's heart feel like a big stone was blocked.

"I am her friend." Situ Qingyue frowned and asked, "Where is Qianqian?"

"Boyfriend?" the woman said loudly, "Qianqian hasn't gotten off work yet, so she's going to do an inventory in the warehouse!"

Situ Qingyue suppressed the anger in her heart and walked into the employee room without looking back.

The woman cursed and thought Qingyue looked like a powerful and well-educated man, but she didn't even say thank you when she asked her questions. It was too rude.

In the warehouse, Qiu Qianqian was so busy that her forehead was covered in sweat, and her body began to smell bad. She didn't notice that the voices outside were getting smaller and smaller, and the entire mall was almost exposing.

Wang Tong stared at Qiu Qianqian and felt itchy, especially as she kept bent over. The curve from waist to hip looked delicate and confusing. He felt that time should be almost done, so he stood up and closed the warehouse door with a "splash".

The iron gate of the warehouse was heavy, and the loud noise at this level alarmed Qiu Qianqian. She immediately raised her head and asked cautiously: "Supervisor, aren't you going back yet?"

Wang Tong took off his coat and only wrinkled shirt inside. The flesh on his body trembled with his movements, making Qiu Qianqian feel sick.

"What's the hurry?" Wang Tong walked forward, his little eyes flashing, "This is the New Year, how can I bear to be a girl who packs things here? How terrible is that?"

Qiu Qianqian immediately understood his intention, and couldn't help but "snort" in her heart, panic flashed in her eyes, and she pretended to be calm: "Since the supervisor feels sorry for me, let me organize it slowly. Let's put it here today, and I don't want to disturb the supervisor's rest."

"It's the same where to rest." Wang Tong began to unbutton his shirt, and Qiu Qianqian's face turned pale in an instant.

"What's more, with a little beauty accompanying him, the labor and management can rest more comfortably." He took out the card machine from his pocket and felt it was right.

Qiu Qianqian looked at the disgusting Wang Tong, and her whole body felt like she was crawling by an ant. She was almost crazy. The warehouse was originally for anti-theft and there was no window at all.

When he saw Wang Tong walking towards him, Qiu Qianqian hurriedly walked around behind a pile of shelves and shouted coldly: "Wang Tong, I warn you not to do anything randomly, there are surveillance here!"
Chapter completed!