Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 409 The Needle of the Servant ([-])

When Fuqian pushed open the glass door, there was less than a minute left before 09:30.

And almost at the same time, in the seemingly high-end office, all eyes looked at him.

However, judging from the expressions, colleagues are no strangers to this behavior of stepping on the spot to go to work.

"Today is ten seconds earlier than yesterday!"

Someone even shouted with a smile, in a playful tone.

Fu Qian did not respond, because he knew that the words were not addressed to himself, but to the female colleague who came in with him.

Obviously, compared to him, the girl who was traveling with him received more attention.

At this time, the girl had already taken off her mask, revealing her well-groomed makeup, she looked like a beauty at first glance.

In the face of teasing, she just snorted through her nose, and glanced at Fu Qian intentionally or unintentionally.

That look seemed to faintly say, if it wasn't for this guy, I would have arrived earlier.

After looking away, this guy went straight to a seat and sat down.

And from the beginning to the end, no one seemed to notice her abnormality at all.

All the people in the room turned a blind eye to the bloodstains on their necks.

But in fact, this guy was still adjusting the angle of his head before entering the door.

What a harmonious company culture.

With emotion, Fuqian kept on stepping, and walked to another vacant workstation.

The first time he entered the door, he had already looked around.

The lights are bright and warm, and clean and tidy white-collar men and women sit quietly and are busy with each other, and the air is filled with the aroma of coffee.

From the perspective of hair color and facial features, there are also people of all colors.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it looks like a big company full of style.

And in this harmonious scene, there were just two vacant workstations that were fully equipped.

Although according to the various low-calorie snacks on one of the workstations, he could already vaguely make a judgment before paying.

But this female colleague who went to work early still clearly ruled out a wrong option for herself.

As for the surrounding offices, those empty individual rooms?
From the reaction of everyone when they entered the door, it can be completely judged that he is not a leader, and there is a high probability that he does not have the treatment of an independent office.

【The current task has been updated】

The moment he sat down, a notification sounded that the task was completed.

Get it!

Fu Qian raised his hand to look at his watch, and there were only a few seconds left.

3, 2, 1...

He didn't put down his hand in a hurry, but counted down silently.

Almost at the end of the countdown, there was a thunderclap.

Fu Qian's position happened to be close to the window, and he glanced out at the right time, and found that outside the building, it was already raining heavily.

This rain is very conscious, and it is specially designed for people who are late.

Fu Qian clicked his tongue.

Of course it was just a joke, but the rain was weirdly on time.

Especially it was daytime, but everything outside seemed to be shrouded in misty gray, and the surroundings were like ghosts against the background of thunder and rain.

【Stick to work until the police arrive】

At this time, a new task reminder came, which made Fu Qian think again.

Are the police coming?Because of what happened here?

The girl in the elevator is indeed one, but it's really hard to imagine that the police can really take care of this kind of head loss?

Fu Qian looked around while thinking, and found that the office was still harmonious, completely unaffected by the weather outside.

"Morning, it's rare to see you arrive so late!"

At this time, on Fu Qian's left, a middle-aged man with a friendly face moved his feet, turned the chair under his buttocks, and greeted him very familiarly.

"You always show up at the company on time at nine o'clock, and we all thought you asked for leave today."

What was strange was that, when he was clearly concerned, the expression on this man's face was sombre and dull that could be seen with the naked eye.

In the end, the middle-aged uncle stared almost straight at Fu Qian with an indescribably distorted expression.

"I overslept."

Fu Qian seemed completely unaware of the strangeness, and looked at him with a smile.

"You actually overslept too?"

Two seconds later, the middle-aged uncle seemed to have digested the message Fu Qian had conveyed, and the strange look on his face disappeared instantly, and his expression suddenly became lively.

At the same time, his tone seemed to have heard something exaggerated.

"Could it be because of the wrong batch of goods? This is not like your style. Don't you always never bring it to the next day no matter what troubles you have?"

"What's more, it wasn't your responsibility in the first place, it was obviously his own fault."

The middle-aged uncle glanced at the glass compartment next to him, his voice lowered.

"But you have to be careful."

"I heard that Sato is looking for a scapegoat everywhere, so be careful not to be entangled by him."

There is such a secret?The meaning of sticking to the post is not to let yourself have some troubles in the workplace, right?

It's a pity that seeing this man's demeanor just now, things might not be that simple.

Hearing the uncle's earnest warning, Fu Qian just nodded slightly.

"Thanks for the reminder, I see."

"Come here."

At this moment, as if to confirm the words of the middle-aged uncle, the glass door opposite was pushed open from the inside.

A huge figure poked his head out immediately, pointing forward with a serious expression.

This should be that Sato didn't run away.

Glancing at the shrinking colleague, Fu Qian thought for a while, stood up and walked up.

"What's the matter with you? Why hasn't the statistical report for this month been handed in yet?"

The moment Fu Jin entered the door, this man shouted angrily.

"And you know that I need to use it for a meeting later, but why are you here so late today?"

"That's naturally because I am a person who pursues inner peace, and I must ensure eight hours of sleep every day."

Facing the criticism from the leader, Fu Qianqian spoke nonsense expressionlessly.

There is no way, a 33-year-old office worker, this person has such a weird classic design, it really makes people want to bring it in.

"What do you mean?"

At that moment, the strange expression of the middle-aged uncle appeared on Sato's face again.

And compared to the former, this one is even more fierce.

It even vaguely makes people feel that under this pair of human facial features, there is something else staring at him, and he may wake up at any time.

"I mean, I have no interest in taking the blame for your mistakes, or even refusing to waste any energy explaining it to you."

Fu Qian looked directly at Sato's face, and deliberately changed the topic to the information he got from the uncle before.

"What did you say!"

After he finished speaking, Sato froze for a moment, then unexpectedly flew into a rage, and slapped the table hard.

However, this was not the focus of Fu Qian's attention. He keenly noticed that the strange expression on this man's face disappeared after being annoyed.

(End of this chapter)