The delicate woman stepped on her high heels, turned around the corridor where the lounge was, and headed towards the front desk.

As soon as she walked over, she clapped her hand on the front desk and said to her colleague standing behind: "Isn't there any medicine in the food?"

The receptionist, who was standing behind the counter like a beautiful vase, was asked a question unexpectedly and responded: "Please add it, I didn't make the tea today."

The front desk sent a message on his mobile phone to ask, and got a positive reply.

The delicate woman frowned in confusion: "That's not right. That person has eaten all the tea and snacks. It's been almost twenty minutes and there's no reaction at all."

I felt that no one could resist doubling the amount of drugs, so the front desk thought for a while and thought they might have bought a fake product.

The receptionist muttered that he would go back to the purchaser to settle the accounts, and then asked what the pretty woman should do now.

The woman at the front desk glanced to the right: "Didn't you say that those two people should be together? Where is that boy An Xiangwen?"

The pretty woman played with her nails and replied: "An Xiangwen's job should be over soon. He is a new employee... Hehe, it's so easy to lie. I don't know who recommended him."

"As for the young man who is with him, what is his name?" The pretty woman, who had not remembered the name even though she had been chatting with him for a long time, glanced at the registration book in front of her, "Bai Su, right? He is unlucky.

I was brought to a place like this by a friend... I went to the warehouse to pick up something."

The woman at the front desk raised her head in surprise: "Do I need to use 'that'?"

The delicate woman lost her previous gentleness and rolled her eyes regardless of her image: "If we don't use this month's target, we won't be able to meet it. Then the boss will blame me..."

The pretty woman didn't finish her sentence, and the woman at the front desk shrugged helplessly.

Their MLM organization is also divided into upper and lower lines. In a small company like theirs, it is already considered a very low-level line.

Regarding performance and appraisal, no matter whether it is a formal company or someone like them who is caught is enough to get into trouble, they cannot escape.

The delicate woman silently recited that last month there was a big difference between the amount and the number of heads, but this month it was the other way around, the amount was up to standard, but the number of heads was a little off.

"If you want to blame it, blame it on your bad luck." The pretty woman stood in front of a locked door holding the key in her hand and repeated it again.

After she finished speaking, she reached out and used the key to open the door in front of her.

This is a small utility room, with messy debris piled up in it. If you turn on the light, you can still see the dust floating in the air.

The pretty woman covered her nose and regretted not bringing a mask.

She waved her other hand, crossed the cardboard boxes on the floor, and walked towards the shelf at the far end of the room.

There are several airplane boxes on the shelf, and the corners of the cardboard boxes are sealed with special tape.

The pretty woman had a clear goal. She picked up one of the brochures and opened it. Inside was a well-printed brochure. Except that the date was a bit old, it looked the same as what could be seen everywhere in the company.

The delicate woman carefully took it out and held it in her hands.

"Huh... With this, it should be no problem, right?"

In a place where the human woman could not see, the black-haired young man she was thinking about slowly sat upright.

Bai Su's black eyes turned towards the direction outside the lounge door, and the sleepiness that had been lazily brewing on the surface of his pupils was now gone.

Wow, there's a nasty smell coming over.

The black pupils shrank little by little, elongating as thin as needles, but when the sound of human footsteps sounded, the strangeness returned to normal.

From the point of view of the pretty woman, she just went to the front desk and the warehouse... Oh, and I also met a colleague at the door of the company who had taken half a day off and said he was feeling unwell in the morning.

The unwell colleague wore a mask and kept coughing in a manner that made people want to come up and express concern. He seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, and was still wrapped in a coat even after entering the room.

The woman at the front desk did ask him if he needed another half-day rest.

Female at the front desk: "Although our company is not a good thing, it has not yet reached the point of forcing sick people to go to work... You look like you are about to die soon. If you suddenly die on the job -"

Their company is about to be shut down in another way.

It doesn't seem certain. If someone is really dead, it seems that all he needs to do is tell the person above...

The unwell colleague shook his head, said he was fine, and started a new round of persuasion work.

The capitalists will cry when they see the attitude of working hard despite being sick.

Talking about the delicate woman, she walked past the front desk, the warehouse, and chatted with the sick colleague for a few words. When she returned to the break room, she found that the black-haired young man in front of her who was not interested at all was looking at her with bright eyes.

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The sight was so unpredictable that the delicate woman stopped involuntarily.

A second later, she immediately reacted and shook her head to get rid of the unrealistic premonition.

The action she is waiting for will definitely not fail. She has already taken out "that" thing, and she will definitely succeed.

The pretty woman walked in and sat down again, bringing new brochures, new tea and snacks.

But having said that, she was a little surprised that Bai Su hadn't moved around for so long.

It is important to detain the leader An Xiangwen, but if the target becomes impatient and wants to leave, they also have a backup method - thugs.

After being knocked unconscious, you can stay, and then you can control your life once the phone is handed over... The delicate woman recalled what An Xiangwen mentioned about the characteristics of his friend Bai Su, who lived alone, was self-employed, and had few interpersonal interactions.

The perfect goal.

The perfect goal of freelance work is anchoring, and humans are also very conceited about this and think they can solve it.

Isn't he just an anchor? As long as he can control people and add some brainwashing methods, maybe there will be another way for them to take advantage of in the future!

The delicate woman was about to speak when she opened her mouth and blinked.

She thought about it for a long time, and realized belatedly that the focus of the other person's gaze was not on her.

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To be precise, from the moment she appeared in the corridor, Bai Su's eyes were placed on the booklet she was holding.

Is he interested in this? No, that shouldn't be the case.

It makes no sense that he had no interest ten minutes ago, but when she came back after leaving for ten minutes, his interest changed.

As for the possibility of the booklet in her hand being exposed...she has not considered it.

In the perception of pretty women, no one is more powerful than their mysterious online presence, not even the police.

"This...Mr. Bai." The human woman spoke softly, "I'm sorry for making you wait."

Hearing someone's voice, Bai Su reluctantly moved his eyes away from the booklet in front of him, and raised the corners of his lips.

However, the smile on his lips was fleeting, and the luster in his dark eyes quickly faded.

Bai Su put his hand on the cover before the delicate woman was about to open the book: "Shall I read it myself?"

When she turned it over for others, the effect was the same as when the other person turned it over for themselves. The delicate woman hesitated for a moment and let go.

Bai Su picked up the new book brought by humans.

The moment he picked it up, he noticed something strange. This booklet was heavier than it looked, probably because of the difference in paper.

The special craftsmanship of paper... He has seen it before.

He picked up a piece of paper and twisted it. He didn't pay attention to what was printed on the paper. He focused all his attention on the layers of the paper.

If you use more force or push your nails through the gap, you should be able to see the same structure as that leaflet.

This is really... it took no effort at all. Bai Su narrowed his eyes slightly.

Without tearing the book open in front of humans, the black-haired young man flipped through it casually, then handed the book forward and put it back on the low coffee table.

The earliest Tuochuan, the later Tuochuan Biopharmaceutical Co., Ltd., and the current Tuochuan Technology Co., Ltd. all have a common beginning.

What makes Bai Su feel strange about the group's superiors and its subordinate branches is that if there is a problem in one company, wouldn't everyone be implicated...?

The monster, who still didn't understand the complex relationship between government and businessmen behind human society, thought about it for a few seconds, and then put the problem behind him.

The subsequent conversation became very smooth.

Bai Su changed his previous indifferent attitude and responded to what the delicate woman said.

Although it’s some modal words of “um, oh, oh,” but at least there’s a response, right?

The delicate woman poured water with enthusiasm, but this time the water was slightly warmer, and when she left, the waterer held down the booklet on the table.

The black-haired young man tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in the following gesture: "Can you leave this to me?"

The pretty woman who only knew that the booklet was special but didn't know what was special hesitated for a moment.

She thought, there was only so much space in the company, and if people kept an eye on Bai Su, the book wouldn't be thrown away.

So she nodded.

When she left the lounge for the second time, the delicate woman looked back.

The snacks on the second wave of low tables in the lounge were also cleared away. The black-haired young man who wiped his hands with a piece of paper still showed no symptoms of discomfort.

They definitely bought a fake.

The pretty woman who angrily went to her colleague to give the seller a negative review never thought that they might discover the truth if someone else tried the drug.

It’s not a drug problem, it’s a human problem.

After the humans left, Bai Su leaned back on the low sofa, held the booklet above his head, and slowly tore it open in the light.

The extra pages inside are just as Bai Su expected.
To be continued...