A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

Actually, there's a bad thing about people always being in the south, especially Guangdong.

That is, it's easy to be unaware of the changing seasons.

In Guangzhou in September, it was still very hot, hot every day. Just going outside made you sweat profusely. But according to my girlfriend, a cold front came from Beijing, and the temperature dropped suddenly, becoming frighteningly cold.

Li Mu was stunned. Looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, he said something that stung deeply:

"I feel hot even when I'm wearing underwear now."

Xiao Fan let out a cold laugh:

"Then go run naked."

She gave a cold laugh, seemingly still not satisfied. So, on September 15th, she even made a trip to Guangzhou.

She only stayed for four hours. She arrived around 10 a.m., and after taking a quick break from her boyfriend's call when he went home at noon, she immediately went to Shenzhen, crossed the border, and headed straight for Hong Kong.

She needs to go for a costume fitting for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and won't be back for two days.

So, when Comrade Li went to work in the afternoon, he felt a little unsteady on his feet because he hadn't used his hips for a long time.

As soon as he arrived at work, he smelled the aroma of coffee.

You don't even need to look to know it was Sui Kuanpao.

After this guy went to Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand, he somehow bought a bunch of Indonesian coffee and brought two packs back for himself.

At first, upon hearing that it was a foreign product, Li Mu even took a sip, but the taste... was simply indescribable.

It's simply far inferior to Nestlé.

It was both bitter and bitter.

After sharing his feelings with Sui Kuan, the fat guy had only one opinion:

"You really don't know how to enjoy life. Foreigners drink this kind of coffee, but they don't drink Nestlé."

Li Mu chuckled.

I was thinking, "Do you think I've never been to America?"

Nestlé coffee is everywhere in the US, which means Americans also think it tastes good; otherwise, how could it be sold all over the world?

Of course, this is just arguing.

In fact, he really didn't know much about coffee. Even in Fatty's memory, the only use of coffee was limited to making desserts.

Anyway, he doesn't like drinking this.

But the fat guy loved to drink it, as if drinking coffee made him some kind of upper class. In the sweltering heat, he would hold a white porcelain cup every day and gulp it down, his oily face covered in sweat after each sip.

That's not enough suffering.

When Sui Kuan saw him arrive, he asked:

"Want some?"

"I won't drink it. It's so bitter..."

"Tsk."

Fatty Sui gave him a look that said, "You really don't know how to enjoy life," and then lowered his voice:

"You weren't here at noon, so I went upstairs to deliver some materials. Guess what I saw?"

"What?"

"The interns in the GG department are getting yelled at."

"?"

Li Mu was taken aback and asked in confusion:

"What's the reason?"

"I don't know, they saw me and closed the door. But they sounded like they were yelling at me pretty loudly."

"I'll ask Wentao later."

Why bother joining in the fun?

"He's a junior, after all."

"Brother, look at me! I'm your real brother!"

"..."

Li Mu's lips twitched, speechless as he looked at this shameless scoundrel who was two years older than him:

"How could you have the nerve? Huh?"

"Haha. Hey, I'll treat you to dinner tonight after I get my salary."

Sui Kuanle was quite happy, and since it was payday, he generously offered to treat everyone to a meal.

"Okay."

Li Mu readily agreed, but didn't actually ask Fang Wentao. To be honest, everyone in the workplace has times when they've been wronged or wronged.

They're not his parents, why should they care about those things?

That was what he thought, but unexpectedly, Fang Wentao came to find him first:

"Hey senior, I got paid! I'm treating you and Brother Kuan to dinner tonight. Do you have time?"

After seeing the text message, Li Mu handed his phone to Fatty Sui.

The stern-looking Fatty Sui chuckled:

"Should he treat us? His internship salary isn't enough to cover our expenses. Let him keep it for himself. What should we eat tonight?"

The implication was that Fang Wentao should be included.

"Shunde cuisine?"

"Damn it! You beast!"

Seeing that Li Mu immediately made an outrageous request to eat at a long-established Shunde restaurant next to his workplace, Sui Kuan sighed helplessly.

The restaurant wasn't big, but the food was quite delicious.

It's just a bit expensive.

But Li Mu, who hadn't made any news for two or three months, felt no pressure at all about Fatty Sui's shouting and yelling.

"Ahem, hey, Sister Yuan, I misremembered last time, Sui Kuan and I didn't go for a massage..."

"Brother! Eat! Let's go! Eat!"

Although Li Mu only gestured the shape of a telephone with his finger and didn't actually make a call, Fatty Sui still quickly gave in upon hearing this. He even sent Fang Wentao a text message, flashing the message "I'll take you out for something delicious after work" in front of Li Mu.

"Is this okay now?"

"The boss is generous."

Li Mu gave a thumbs up.

……

This month, his salary consists of a base salary of 2400 for a senior reporter plus commission of less than 700 yuan.

It's three thousand one in total.

Just think about it, did Li Mu actually do any work or not...?

But he wasn't in a hurry.

With his salary of 3,100 yuan, he happily went out to eat with Fatty Sui, who had received over 4,600 yuan.

Last month, Fatty Sui followed Shang Xiaobin and made quite a bit of news.

After get off work, neither of them drove. The small restaurant wasn't far from their workplace, just one intersection away.

"Senior, Brother Kuan."

Since relieving the pressure of performance targets, Fang Wentao's complexion has noticeably improved.

"Um."

Sui Kuan pointed in one direction:

"Come on, let me treat you to something nice."

"Haha, okay. I've bought the wine."

As Fang Wentao spoke, he took off his backpack and unzipped it, which startled Sui Kuan.

There were two bottles of Moutai inside.

Although he was quite pleased with his junior's quick wit—that he hadn't stood at the company entrance carrying a gift bag of Moutai liquor—but…

"Can we get a refund? You don't get much pay during your internship, there's really no need for you to do this to us. Li Mu, right?"

"Um."

Li Mu nodded:

"Keep it for yourself. Just eat something light today and have a couple of beers. Use your Moutai next time you meet a client."

But to everyone's surprise, the junior student shook his head firmly:

"My two seniors have helped me so much, it would be so inconsiderate of me not to even buy them two bottles of Moutai. So... Brother Kuan, let's drink this today, okay?"

"this……"

Sui Kuan genuinely felt it was unnecessary, but since they had already put it that way, he had no choice but to nod.

"Okay, but just this once, don't do it again next time."

Li Mu didn't dwell on the two bottles of Moutai anymore, but instead asked:

"Did you get scolded at noon?"

"Uh... hi. It wasn't me they were insulting, it was them. And... we fired one person today."

Upon hearing this, both Li Mu and Sui Kuan were taken aback.

"Expulsion?"

"right."

Fang Wentao nodded:

"He left in the afternoon."

Why?

"Because... senior, do you remember what I said? When we joined the company, we got two cards. One card was handed over to the company."

Li Mu's mind raced again.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"That guy... checked the bank statements. He found that over the past few months, money would be deposited into that card every now and then, and then withdrawn shortly after. He was quite puzzled, and then, like an idiot, he asked other people, meaning we should check if the same thing was happening with the card. Coincidentally... our supervisor overheard this and gave us a good scolding. The gist of it was that the money in the card was the bank statements he was creating for us, which were linked to our performance evaluations. If our performance targets weren't met, these bank statements could help us. Not only was that guy ungrateful, but he also asked other people about it, asking if we didn't want to work anymore, since he was taking such a big risk to help us... In the end, he got angry and fired him."

"..."

Li Mu's lips twitched.

Sui Kuan seemed to understand something and subconsciously glanced at Li Mu.

After seeing that he didn't say anything, he thought for a moment and asked:

"Have you checked?"

"No, Master's so angry, I wouldn't dare provoke him. But... Brother Kuan, what's the use of this running water?"

"this……"

For a moment, Sui Kuan didn't know how to answer.

She could only look to Li Mu for help.

He knew perfectly well that this wasn't some kind of transaction, but rather... the profit sharing from other people's earnings.

The problem is that this matter itself falls into a "gray area".

He really didn't know how to communicate with his junior.

Li Mu then said in a flat voice:

"Don't worry about this for now. You'll understand its importance once you're officially hired. For now... just talk less and do more."

Fang Wentao was taken aback, then nodded:

"OK."

If Sui Kuan had answered this question, he might have asked more questions.

After all, even he sensed that something was amiss.

But since it was his senior who said it, he naturally wouldn't ask any more questions.

I'll listen to my senior; he definitely won't harm me.

Fang Wentao does have this understanding.

Thus, the topic was brought up, and the three of them walked all the way to this Shunde restaurant with very good food. After entering, Fang Wentao went straight to the restroom.

Li Mu and Sui Kuan then sat down in the private room.

Once the door was closed, Sui Kuan said:

"Why do I feel like this is about sharing the risk? Honestly, there's no need to start using an intern's card at this point, is there?"

"Don't worry about it. That's not something we should be concerned about."

Li Mu directly gave his conclusion.

Sui Kuan paused for a moment, then nodded:

"Um."

Next, the waiter brought the menu.

He's treating, so naturally he chooses the dishes. This isn't the Bureau of Commerce; there's no such thing as letting guests order.

Li Mu poured himself a cup of tea and stared blankly at the yellowish tea.

He felt he should check out the so-called reporting process.

Of course, he would never report such a thing.

but……

If Dong Huaiming needs an excuse to "move," then public whistleblowing seems like a very reasonable weapon.

As for how to hand over the knife...

At this moment, Fang Wentao walked in.

Li Mu thought for a moment and smiled:

"Speaking of which, were you close to that intern who got fired? Didn't you guys throw a farewell party?"

Fang Wentao shook his head slightly:

"Our relationship is alright, but it happened quite suddenly. He was stunned at the time and probably didn't expect it to be so serious. That's why he left in a hurry. But we have each other on the phone, and we had agreed to have a meal together after the internship, whether or not we get a full-time position. Tsk, I guess he won't come this time."

Now, Li Mu understood.

It's good that we can get in touch.

This knife... seems quite suitable.