Quick Wear: The Stupid Beauty is Forced to Become a Heartthrob

Chapter 165 The Bystander and the Invisible Man 15 Who says no one loves me?

These words were spoken with great earnestness and sincerity, and the boy's chest heaved. Finally, he shut up, said nothing, and sat down.

The remaining few people also looked at their noses and their noses at their hearts. None of them looked up, pretending to be busy typing on the keyboards of their mobile phones.

I suddenly understood why he told us at the beginning that this office had not yet installed surveillance cameras. He said he had been urging us to do so, but it had not yet been installed...

Mediterranean's movements became more and more outrageous. Han Qiqi lowered her eyebrows and turned her head to avoid his touch. He slapped her lightly as if warning her, and then half-hugged her and instructed her like a mentor and friend.

I feel upset because this job is really hard to come by, but I won't take the lead, but my friends can.

I typed quietly on the memo, making sure it had seen it before deleting it, and waited for the show to come.

Mediterranean had just tasted the sweetness and became even more aggressive, but they were in the company after all, and it was not good to be too blatant even without cameras. So he changed his posture, and his fat figure covered Han Qiqi, holding his hands in hers, looking like he was teaching her seriously.

"boom--"

He suddenly stepped on something slippery and immediately used his other foot to steady himself, but unfortunately, when his other foot moved, he also stepped on empty air.

I fell headfirst and my head was buzzing.

Everyone was attracted by the sound, but after taking a look, they were scared away by his eyes and pretended to be calm and went about their own business.

I just went about my own business as if nothing had happened.

After looking around, Mediterranean felt ashamed and left.

I looked up after hearing the sound. Han Qiqi had her head down and I couldn't see her expression clearly.

On Tuesday, July 7, ****, the weather was cloudy with light rain.

I was almost late this morning!

It’s all its fault for pestering me and not letting me get up in the morning, otherwise I wouldn’t have to be so anxious.

I didn’t even have breakfast. I just put a piece of bread in my bag and rushed to catch the subway. Alas, the life of a corporate slave.

When I arrived downstairs of the company with five minutes left, I was a little anxious. If I was one minute late, my full attendance would be gone! That's 2000 yuan! 2000 yuan is really very attractive to an ordinary office worker!

I held a vast expanse of white mist in my hand. I squeezed it hard, and a thin line stretched out from it, forming a heart shape.

It’s no use showing a heart!

Watching the elevator descending floor by floor, I repeatedly opened my phone to check the time.

Suddenly, I heard sparse voices of "Hello, President" around me, and I turned around to look.

The man in a suit stood tall, his handsome face expressionless, and he was holding an extremely beautiful cat in his arms.

As my heart beat faster, I shouted “Hello, President”.

He didn't look at me and walked straight to the elevator reserved for the president.

The mist around me surrounded me, poking my waist and my face, trying to get my attention.

Just then the elevator opened, and I quickly squeezed through the crowd and got into the elevator.

I communicated with it in the memo: "If I guess correctly, the president is also you?"

"Yes."

Sure enough, it's quite interesting to talk about it. Even though the real person is right next to me, I can still be moved by them endlessly...

But this is the third time, and I’ve gotten used to this feeling. I guess it won’t be long before the president’s girlfriend comes online, and then I’ll be heartbroken again, and that’ll be the end.

I must be a qualified bystander and show certain emotions at the right time, and then all this will end.

Falling in love with the same person over and over again, and being heartbroken over and over again, plus being constantly forgotten by the people around me, if it hadn't appeared by my side, I would have lost hope in life long ago.

I feel relieved when I think of this. Who says no one loves me?

Wednesday, July 7, ****, the weather was cloudy.

Tomorrow is Thursday, the day after tomorrow is Friday, and the day after that is a holiday.

I sit at my workstation and count the days on my fingers. A light mist fills the office, telling me in time if there is any movement.

For example, the Mediterranean is here again.

I immediately pretended to be working seriously, but in fact, Word had been torn apart by me.

It was the familiar long speech again. After he left, I wiped the table for a long time.

It's so annoying. When can you give me a different workstation?

Not long after, the team leader came again and assigned us new tasks. This time, Han Qiqi reminded me that my task was also very heavy. I am very grateful to her (bushi).

After a whole day of get off work, I was still a little short of the deadline, so I gritted my teeth and worked 10 minutes more before leaving.

It’s worthy of being the company I chose. Ten minutes later, there was no one left on this floor. And I was actually the most enthusiastic one. What a shame.

After a whole day's work, I was feeling dizzy and somehow found myself at the emergency exit. Just as I was about to turn around and go to the elevator, I heard someone talking in a low voice.

"How about that? 10 a month is not a small amount, right? If you follow me, you won't lose your job. Think about where you can find such a good job. Others will envy you, right?"

As soon as I heard this voice I recognized the Mediterranean Sea. With this association, the person on the other end must be Han Qiqi.

I was a little nervous when I heard this, but I still didn't leave. I secretly took a peek through the gap in the security door. It was very dark in the corner, and I was very cautious. It was a blind spot for the camera, so I was sure that no one would be photographed.

This kind of thing requires evidence. If there is no evidence, even if Han Qiqi tells the truth about this matter, she will not be able to punish him, and she will lose her job instead.

While Hai-Tian was still trying to convince her, she didn't realize that the cell phone in her pocket had been quietly opened and the recording button had been pressed.

Of course I can't send the evidence out using my phone, because I still want this job, but it would be fun if I let it out from his own hands.

As an invisible thread was retracted, I let a large cloud of mist lie on my back with appreciation.

Mediterranean talked for an unknown amount of time, but Han Qiqi didn't agree and remained silent. He became a little annoyed and asked her to think about it again.

The speed of the silk thread was very fast. By this time, the recording of the Mediterranean had been sent to the company group, and my mobile phone also received it.

I hid aside and read the company's information. No one spoke under the Mediterranean message. I guess everyone was listening or gossiping in private.

Two minutes later, the Mediterranean Sea was still not discovered. The opportunity to withdraw had been missed, so I collected my phone with confidence and took the elevator home.

Thursday, September 7, ****, sunny.

Originally today was considered a good day because I have a day off tomorrow, but there was nothing going on in the Mediterranean, which made me unhappy.

It must be said that as a supervisor he did have some connections, and he settled the matter pretty quickly. Since there was no female voice in the recording, he explained that he was just playing around and accidentally sent it out, and the manager did not pursue the matter.