I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

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The next morning, the girl arrived at the Xingyue Media office at seven o'clock as usual.

She sat down in the "exclusive seat" in the corner of the hall with her backpack. She looked a little better today than in the past two days.

Although her cheeks were still pale, her lips had a slight rosy color.

The reason for this should be that I had eaten a little breakfast.

After all, today is Monday, and there will be a lot more people coming and going than on weekends, so we have to cheer up.

I stared at the gate silently. After about half an hour, more and more people started coming in and out.

Most of the first people to arrive were property staff of the office building, including security guards and cleaning ladies.

Next came some young people, all of whom looked energetic and vibrant.

By around 8:30, middle-aged people had become the majority and the number of cars in the parking lot outside the door began to increase. They must be parents who had just sent their children to school and were coming directly to work.

Finally, around nine o'clock, the flow of people reached its peak.

Waves of people came out of the subway entrances and headed straight for the office buildings like ants moving house. They were all dressed similarly appropriately, walked in similarly anxious steps, and had similarly tired expressions.

The advantage of taking the subway to work is that you don’t have to worry about traffic jams and you can sleep longer in bed.

The downside is that you may not be able to squeeze in.

After all, the subway ride during rush hour, especially on Mondays, is so hellish that even Miyazaki would be ashamed of it.

Fortunately, Lu Chen doesn't take the subway.

"Eight minutes..."

He glanced at his phone and muttered quietly, his expression very calm.

As he walked, he took out his work badge from his trouser pocket and followed the crowd into the office building. He passed through the lobby, swiped his card through the gate, and stopped in the elevator room waiting for the elevator.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will appear in the business development department's office area in five minutes, clock in three minutes in advance, and then sit at his workstation on time at nine o'clock.

"Ding~"

With a crisp sound, the elevator door in front of him slowly opened. Maybe Lu Chen was lucky today, and the elevator he was waiting for arrived first.

Lifting and lowering your feet, a stream of people passed by you.

电梯门慢慢关闭，显示屏上的数字也从1变成了2，接着是3、4、5、6......

"Eight minutes..."

After taking a look at his phone, Lu Chen walked into the office building with a calm expression.

But in the next second, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Uh......"

Looking at the thin girl standing motionless in front of him, Lu Chen looked around and after confirming that she was coming for him, he asked with some doubt:

"What's the matter with you?"

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"What happened to Xiao Lu?"

At 8:57, Guan Li put the documents in her hand into her bag and looked at the entrance of the office area with a frown.

"I guess I overslept."

Yan Dongkai also stuffed his laptop into his handbag and asked casually, "What time did you and Lu Teng meet?"

"Ten o'clock."

Guan Li retracted her gaze and showed Yan Dongkai the manicure she had just done yesterday: "How is it? Does it look good?"

"It looks good, I really don't understand why you women like to do this."

Yan Dongkai curled his lips, still unable to understand the point of sticking a bunch of shiny fake diamonds on his nails, and turned to look at Wei Changsong.

"Brother Wei, are you driving?"

"Well, take my car."

Wei Changsong nodded and adjusted his tie.

Although the Green Vine order was given by Hu Shuo, it was also the largest order he had taken over in Xingyue over the years, so he still took it very seriously.

In order to show sufficient attention, all 11 groups were mobilized this time.

He was responsible for the main presentation, Guan Li and Yan Dongkai were responsible for supplementing the presentation, and Lu Chen was responsible for being the mascot.

But now all three of them are ready, but the mascot has not arrived yet.

"Call Xiao Lu and ask him where he is."

After waiting for a few more minutes, seeing that it was past the clock-in time and Lu Chen had not arrived yet, Wei Changsong could not help but tell Guan Li, "If he overslept, let him wait at home and we will go pick him up."

"Oh, then what about his attendance today?"

Guan Li took out her cell phone and asked while dialing: "Sign him up for field work?"

Wei Changsong nodded: "Well, Dong Kai, apply for a field position for him, I'll approve it for him."

Normally, interns will not be deducted for being late, but it will affect their internship evaluation.

However, Lu Chen was already treated as a formal employee, so he would have a 100 yuan performance deduction for being late once.

From this we can see that although Wei Changsong is often scolded by Guan Li as a "running dog of capitalists", he is essentially on the side of the "proletariat".

"Got it."

Sitting back at his workstation, Yan Dongkai immediately logged into the office system to apply for field work for Lu Chen.

At this time, Guan Li also called Lu Chen.

"Hey, you're not awake yet? I've been waiting for you... huh?"

"You're not coming? This is the order that Mr. Hu gave you. You should at least show up!"

"What's the matter?"

"no......"

With her mouth slightly opened, Guan Li's expression suddenly changed from surprise to confusion.

"Okay...then I'll talk to Brother Wei."

After a moment, she hung up the phone in a daze and turned to look at Wei Changsong and Yan Dongkai who looked confused.

"Well, Xiao Lu said he had something urgent to do today and needs to take a day off."

"What's wrong with him? Is he sick?"

Wei Changsong just heard Guan Li talking and knew that Lu Chen wanted to ask for leave, but he didn't know why.

After all, if Lu Teng succeeds in this deal, he can get at least 200,000 or 300,000 yuan in commission, and all of it will belong to Lu Chen alone.

In this case, even if Lu Chen doesn't understand the business, he should still follow along.

Based on Wei Changsong's understanding of Lu Chen, he felt that although the latter was often careless, he was quite capable of dealing with people and would not sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor like a rich man.

So maybe there really was some emergency.

Yan Dongkai asked with some concern: "Could something have happened to someone at home?"

"What are you guessing about?"

Guan Li glared at him, then glanced at her phone with a strange expression before muttering softly:

"He said a mentally ill relative suddenly found him and he had to make some arrangements."

"..."

Wei Changsong and Yan Dongkai looked at each other and spoke in unison.

"What?"

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"I can not understand what you say."

On the other side, outside the office building.

Just as Wei Changsong and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment, completely confused by such a refreshing and unconventional "reason for asking for leave", Lu Chen stared at the girl in front of him expressionlessly and said calmly:

"If you are a reporter and want to interview me, you can just say so."

"Don't believe it, huh..."

The girl shook her head slightly, looked around, and after a moment pointed at a man who was running hurriedly.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should be an unlucky guy who is already late but is very unwilling to be deducted money.

"That person will fall down soon, and the coffee will spill..."

Turning back, the girl looked straight into Lu Chen's eyes. Her voice was very soft and intermittent, but her tone was very certain.

"..."

Lu Chen frowned slightly and subconsciously wanted to say something, but for some reason he didn't say it. He just turned his head silently to look at the man, and his breathing became heavier unconsciously.

Bang, bang, bang...

The clear sound of the heartbeat shook my chest, and in just a few seconds, my palms were full of sweat.

Then, he saw the man put the coffee cup in his left hand, took out a cell phone from his trouser pocket with his right hand, and answered the call with a smile.

Maybe the person on the other end of the phone was his boss, leader, or client. In any case, judging from the man’s expression, he was probably being scolded.

Or perhaps he was distracted by the other party's scolding, causing him to accidentally trip over the edge of the stairs when he was going up.

Then the man lost his balance and fell forward with his claws and fangs bared.

The mobile phone in his right hand was still tightly grasped, but the cup of coffee flew into the air along with the briefcase.