Days Reborn Reinvented

Chapter 276 New Year's Eve (4)

Han Zimo was in his bedroom, holding a pad in his hand, his eyes almost pierced through the screen.

The fireworks exploding outside the window reflected his cheeks from time to time, making him even paler.

On the other side of the room, a chubby boy was facing the computer, pressing his fingers on the keyboard quickly, drinking the milk tea on the table while typing, and his mouth never stopped.

"Which company's boss asks his employees to work overtime at home on New Year's Eve! It's fine if he really works overtime for the company. I have no hesitation, but what the hell is this!"

On the black screen of the computer, strings of garbled characters dazzled the viewers.

The boy glanced at the person who was staring at the pad, and let out another cold snort of disdain.

"So what if they added you, now you are nobody to them, okay? Besides, what time is it, they might just agree and go to bed, but you are still here reluctantly consuming .” After speaking, he took out another potato chip and threw it into his mouth.

Han Zimo, who had been enduring his thoughts all night, finally stood up from his seat, took a towel and stuffed it into the boy's mouth.

"I called you here to tamper with your ID, not to listen to your nonsense! 1 yuan an hour, if you want to get the money, just shut up and do things! If you don't want to get it, just get out."

The boy's face turned red with anger, and he pulled the towel out of his mouth. He wanted to continue to yell, but he was afraid that his overtime wages of tens of thousands of yuan would disappear in the future, so he could only hold back his words in silence.

Han Zimo then sat back on his chair and continued to stare at the screen, for fear of missing a message.

On the other side, Ling Yue watched the fireworks outside the window for an hour, until Ouyang Lingfeng stood up from the chair, rubbed his stiff arms, and reminded Ling Yue that it was time to go back to the room to rest, and then she picked up the phone , looked at the Weibo information above.

The people on the other end of the network seemed to be afraid of scaring Ling Yue, so they didn't dare to send too many messages. They just asked her if she was still there, and sent a few more aggrieved and sad expressions to show that they were abandoned.

Thinking of the man's grievances in front of the computer, Ling Yue couldn't help but chuckled, paused with her fingertips, pressed a few times on the keyboard at random, and sent out her WeChat account.

Almost as soon as the message was sent, a message to add a friend popped up in WeChat.

WeChat is also a small account, without even an avatar, let alone a circle of friends.After Ling Yue passed the verification, she first sent a smiling expression, and then couldn't help but tease her.

"Hello, is this your trumpet? You really don't give me face at all."

The person on the other end immediately returned a sad expression.

":(Sorry, I don't have WeChat, I just applied for you."

"Oh? You didn't play Weibo before? Then what contact method did you use before?" Ling Yue said this sentence with a smile, and then saw "The other party is typing..." displayed on the phone, and this state has been maintained for about a while. It took half an hour before I received a short word from the man.

"Calls and texts."

The corners of Ling Yue's lips twitched.

But thinking of Han Zimo's serious face, scratching his head and not knowing how to reply, he couldn't help being in a good mood, and was ready to continue teasing him: "Look at you typing for so long, I thought you were going to type a short essay with hundreds of words Composition, I didn’t expect it to be so few words.”

As soon as I sent these words, I received an echo from the other side: "Yes... I'm sorry, I was typing just now, and suddenly my stomach hurts."

(End of this chapter)