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I didn't know what kind of mood I was in when I answered Zhang Yushi's phone call. On the other side of the phone, Zhang Yushi asked me with concern if I had eaten anything and when I would return.

I felt especially upset when I heard Zhang Yushi's voice. Why would I love Zhang Yushi, and why would I be in a position where I couldn't help but kiss Wen Ya? Is there some kind of 'pervert' in the diaosi's bones? A 'perverted' one that could not be shaken off?

When I returned home, I felt that I was not in the least bit of energy. Zhang Yushi was currently nestled on the sofa reading a book, with the TV set playing and the commercial playing. I changed into slippers and told the little girl that I was back.

Zhang Yushi put down the book and looked at me. Before she could say anything, I had already gone into the bathroom to take a cold shower and put on a set of pajamas.

Seeing me coming over, Arbutin, who was originally lying on the sofa, jumped to the side. I sat at the spot where Arbutin was just lying on the floor.

Zhang Yushi asked me gently, is the company too tired for social meetups?

I shook my head and said to Zhang Yushi: "Girl, if one day you also come out to work, and become part of the circle that fights and fights every day, what will happen to you?"

Zhang Yushi said disapprovingly: "What can I become? Of course it's still my current state, I don't think I'll change, Xiaofan, do you think it's hard work? "

"It's not hard work. I just feel very tired every day, and I can't get out of this life. Furthermore … I gradually realized that I had changed. I was no longer as innocent as when I was in school. My shrewdness had deepened. "

"This can only mean that you have matured a little. You are no longer that big boy from before."

"Today, I couldn't help but kiss the big boss of our company …" Speaking of which, I looked at Zhang Yushi guiltily. I thought that she was angry, but at the same time, I was worried that she was angry.

Where's Zhang Yushi? Zhang Yushi looked at me for a long time without saying a word. After a whole three minutes, she finally carried Arbutin, pressed his face against her back, and said without any sort of tone: "I'm not your girlfriend, why are you saying all this to me."

Should I be happy? Or should he be sad? Zhang Yushi must have been unhappy when she said this, which meant that she still cared about me a little. Her words, on the other hand, made my heart go cold. Zhang Yushi is not my girlfriend, we were just being too intimate.

Not long later, Zhang Yushi carried Arbutin back to his room, and even closed the door, leaving me lying on the sofa in the living room. Actually, I should have known about this outcome a long time ago, I am extremely clear on Zhang Yushi's personality. Even if it was for social work, she would absolutely accept it.

What about me? I just wanted to be honest... It was hard to explain in a single sentence.

There were happy things at work recently, and there were also helpless things to do. There were also things to be happy about, and I should be more excited about that Fifty thousand dollars. Picking up the phone from the tea table, he called 66 and logged on for a chat.

He took a glass of water and went back to his room to turn on his computer. He had just logged on to Penguin. Do you feel that your chrysanthemum is tight without me to accompany you?

F * ck! There's never any ivory in a dog's mouth. I tapped my keyboard quickly and replied, Recently, I've been a criminal.

66: Stomp him to death. If you can't afford to buy my socks, I'll smoke a box less tomorrow and send you a few pairs of socks. But if you have to pay for the express delivery, I'll choose to pay on delivery.

TC: You can't afford postage for your fucking socks?

66: Who said anything about buying you a new one? I'll send you my unwashed ones by mail. I don't even have to go downstairs and throw away the trash.

ME: Fuck you, I just want to beat you up in Kunming right now.

66: Haha! I won't say that to you in Kunming. Don't joke with me. What have you been unhappy about?

TC: I told you, there's a little man blocking the way...

I retorted about all the things that had happened recently, and when I heard him say that he was not doing well himself, that he was going to sell the products of Dad's factory, that he had met all sorts of trash, that he had been kicked out who knows how many times, and that he was now thick-skinned. In the end, 66 said something that I would never forget: Bro, we are all maturing a bit, the people and things we interact with are getting complicated, I deeply understand that this is an era where wolves eat sheep, there is no Hui Tai Lang in the real world, there is no happiness, you don't want to be eaten, you just have to eat someone else.

It seemed to me to be the most philosophical sentence of my life, and I now wondered if the phrase "no ivory in the mouth of a dog" should be revised.

After chatting for the latter half of the night, 66 said that he was going to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep. I lit a cigarette and stood on the balcony to look outside.

No! I can't become a lamb that others can slaughter. If I want to be a wolf that eats sheep, I can't be manipulated by others even if I'm a wolf. In this society, if I want to stand firm, I have to be ruthless.

That night, I had a dream. I dreamt that I had appeared in a bloody battlefield, but I didn't have any weapons in my hands. People were fighting with sabers and spears, and some of the injured didn't want to fight anymore, so they chose to hide on the ground and play dead. There were two outcomes waiting for them. This part of the population chose to resign themselves to fate, but what about those who fought? Was he fighting for his future?

Turtle, the following days belong to us. If I can't even win against a simple, well-built, four-limbed, second-generation official who only knows how to make things difficult for his own people, then what is there to talk about saving my own life? I can't believe that I have to worry about saving my own life.

In order to demonstrate my strength, I arrived outside the office building an hour in advance. The company had a fixed parking space of ten cars, and normally, the Turtle would park his car in the first parking space, so as to show off his position as the general manager, the other colleagues were already used to it. Even if he came early, he wouldn't occupy the first parking space.

I parked near the office building, but it was hidden by a small peephole. If I didn't look back, it would be hard to see a car there.

Seeing the parking spaces being occupied one by one, leaving only the No. 1 spot, while the Turtle still hadn't arrived, some of my colleagues went to eat breakfast at a nearby breakfast shop after parking the cars. I sat in the car and waited quietly. Turtle should be very pleased with his "own spot".

He drove the car forward and plunged into the parking space.

I then drove Wen Ya's car over, and just as Turtle drove the car into the parking space, I parked the car outside as well. When Turtle got off the car, he immediately saw Wen Ya's car, and I had already rolled up the dark glass window so he couldn't clearly see who was driving, and I didn't get off the car either, and just stood there waiting for him to give me space.

At this time, a few colleagues who were carrying breakfast in their hands saw this scene and stopped in their tracks, waiting to see what Turtle would do.

Turtle stood by the side of the car and watched for around 10 seconds, then got into the car and backed it up. I saw that there was enough space for me to stop the car, put it in reverse, and then backed into the car.

I opened the door and got out of the car. I put my hands in my pockets and gave the Turtle a provocative look as I walked towards the office building and squeezed into the elevator. Many of my colleagues didn't say anything.

This matter spread very quickly in the company. Before the regular meeting, Su Xiaomo called me to her office and asked if I had gone mad. Why bother the Turtle? Do you think you're not in enough trouble?

I asked Su Xiaomo in reply. Did she really think that I was bringing trouble upon myself?

Su Xiaomo asked me, "Aren't I asking for trouble?" You are just an assistant to the Marketing Manager. What are you going to use to fight him?

I smiled disdainfully as I leaned back on Su Xiaomo's desk and asked him, Turtle is a good general manager, who does he work for?

Su Xiaomo rolled her eyes at me, telling me to quickly speak out and not keep her in suspense.

She refused to cooperate and I told Su Xiaomo that it was true that Turtle was the general manager, but he was still working for Wen Ya, and so was I, and so was Wen Ya, and you? You are also a worker for Wen Ya. If I were to snatch your parking space instead of the Turtle's this morning, what would you think?

Su Xiaomo looked at me but did not open her mouth to discuss anything with me. However, I could already tell that there was some slight change in her gaze.

I said confidently: Turtle is not an idiot. I can even see Wen Ya's car coming to work, he will definitely think of the relationship between Wen Ya and me, and even think about how much of a position I have with Wen Ya. He would even weigh whether Wen Ya values me more than he does.

Su Xiaomo looked at me and asked: Is that it?

Of course it's not just that, I continued to tell her. This is far from enough, I can drive Wen Ya's car, it's nothing, maybe other employees can drive as well.

Su Xiaomo interrupted me at this time. You have to be clear about this point, and not be too complacent.

I smiled and continued to speak. Turtle wants to think about it, I actually dared to openly provoke him, how much confidence do you have, the more he doesn't know my background, the more he will care about me. I dare to openly provoke him now, do you think he will dare to easily find trouble with me?

Su Xiaomo gasped as she shook her head. I'm crazy, this is too risky.

However, I told Su Xiaomo in a relaxed manner that this was only the beginning. I wouldn't lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead, waiting for others to decide my fate.

Of course Su Xiaomo didn't know what I meant by those last words. The reason why I dared to call out to the Turtle was because of what happened last night. I actually kissed Wen Ya on my own, and she didn't refuse me, and there was even a bit of a catch-up feeling, and based on this, I am certain that Wen Ya had a good impression of me, at the very least. Thinking of how Wen Ya actually bought an electric baton, I think that I should be willing to sleep or make love with her for the sake of my own future. I have already decided to sell out my physical body. This is my biggest bargaining chip, how can I tell others?

Returning to my desk, I sat down. The few people that I greeted normally were exceptionally silent today, including Chen Wen. I was very clear that they had intentionally or unintentionally drawn a clear line between them and me, so that when Turtle was angry, it wouldn't affect them.

But Liu Meishi is a different kind of person, the only colleague who has a friendly relationship with me.