1405 In Modern Day 3
And Im not a girl either. My sexual orientation is very normal. No matter how good he looks, it has nothing to do with me. Im even a little jealous.
But now, Ive just drunk a bottle of some strange beverage of unknown origins and obtained the abilities of an Assassin Ive been dreaming of. No matter who comes near me, I cant help but feel uneasy, afraid that others might discover my secret.
At this moment, the silver-haired guy stops in front of me and says coldly, Do you have a lighter?
Uh... This isnt an attitude a person should have when asking someone for help. Why are you looking at someone like youre looking at an object?
Also, the greatest hobby of youngsters nowadays is to stay up late instead of smoking. Why would I bring a lighter with me?
No. I shake my head.
At the same time, I sigh inwardly.
If the female colleagues in my company find out that the handsome vice-president next door smokes, they would definitely have their fantasies crushed. This vice-presidents appearance and temperament easily makes one believe hes some untainted immortal. Its impossible to associate him with vices like smoking.
With this in mind, I cant help but ask casually, Smoking?
The vice president, who has long silver hair and a beautiful face, raises his right hand, revealing a cigarette between his fingers.
People are under the impression that you dont smoke, I reply with a smile.
As a slave of society, its normal for me not to be afraid of the vice-president of the company next door. However, ensuring a cordial relationship is almost definite. After all, one has no idea when they will need to job hop and become their subordinate. Having one more friend means one more outlet.
Of course, if this gentleman keeps staying in the company next door, then I wont consider such matters. I dont want to enter a weirdo company that just yells slogans eight hundred times a day.
However, if theyre willing to pay me a salary of more than 30,000 yuan a month, I dare say that Ill jump ship today. This is the business world, and the first principle is to not go against money. Anyway, as long as I dont violate the law and do not commit crimes, whats wrong with shouting slogans? If I get paid a hundred yuan with every shout, I can shout until I make the company go bankrupt!
Hearing my words, the vice-president seems to fall silent for a moment before saying, A friend of mine taught me.
When it comes to vices like smoking, who doesnt get introduced to it by friends? Only a small number of parents will lead their children astray... Just as I lampoon inwardly, the vice-president next door says in fluent Mandarin, Hes been dead for many years.
Im sorry, I respond reflexively.
After that, I find it strange.
Why are you telling me this?
This vice president doesnt look too smart...
Since we arent familiar with each other, I exchange a few pleasantries and stop. Im too lazy to bother. I point to the corridor leading to my workplace.
I have matters to tend to.
The vice president nods without any change in expression. He turns around and walks back to the window by the elevator lobby, as if hes watching the rainy scene below.
I leave the elevator lobby and take a right turn into my workplace and head to the office where my department is located.
Theyre all gone? They took all the umbrellas? I switch on the lights and scan the room.
Thats right. It hadnt rained when clocking off at regular hours. I left ten minutes later and happened to be caught in the rain...
Seeing that there was no one in the office, my thoughts became active.
I originally thought of watching videos in the office, checking out the young ladies dancing indoors and finding inspiration from live eating broadcasts to figure out what to eat for dinner. But now, Im very restless, and I want to test out the various abilities of an Assassin.
Among them, the thing that attracts me the most is Leap of Faith, noFeather Drop spell. No, thats not right either. Who knows what its called. In short, its the ability to temporarily change my body structure and land on the ground like a light feather.
This is undoubtedly the most surreal ability of Assassins.
Of course, it is also equally important to me that Ive had my short-sightedness cured and gained excellent vision.
I have to give it a try...
I slip my glasses into my pocket and dash to the side window of the big office.
It faces a small alley. Theres a refuse room thats erected there and no one usually walks past it, let alone when its heavily raining now.
Ten stories, an empty alley. Its the best place to test the Leap of Faith. I open the window and cast my gaze down.
There are no signs of any pedestrians in the heavy rain. The roads are bleak and gloomy. Its dark everywhere.
The refuse room looks like a small hand could cover it from the tenth floor.
Forget it.
Its better to find somewhere lower for the first test.
Just as I reveal an embarrassed and polite smile, I hear a voice behind me.
What are you doing?
... Startled, I turn quickly.
Then, I see my boss.
He had walked into the large office with one hand in his pocket at some point in time. Hes looking at me.
...Mr. Huang, Im checking to see if the rain has stopped. I quickly think of one reason.
My Presidents surname is Huang, with the first name Tao, a very handsome, fashionable man.
At the same time, hes a strange man who became a father at the age of 18. His daughter has already started college this year. Hes only thirty-six years old and is still swimming through the gals. He stays on the periphery amidst the embrace of news anchors and actresses.
CEO Huang doesnt seem to have any doubts about my reason. He nods and says, You didnt bring an umbrella?
The more you live, the younger you become... Glancing at the presidents hair which had been dyed chestnut, I honestly reply, Dont have such a habit.
CEO Huang lifts his hand and strokes his chin.
I have a few spare umbrellas in my office. Come over and take one.
You prepared so many? I ask in a respectful tone. After all, hes the one paying my salary, and its quite sizable.
CEO Huang smiles and says, Its from the few ladies from before. As you know, they always like to bring umbrellas with them.
Youve extended the battlefield of your flings to the office? Didnt you say that the thing youre afraid of the most is letting your daughter know about this? Doesnt your daughter visit your office every week? Im first left surprised before nodding.
Alright.
CEO Huang doesnt say anything else as he turns and walks towards the door.
The way hes standing and how his body is posed gives me a strange feeling. I believe that if I were to seize this opportunity and unleash my full strength, Ill definitely be able to backstab him.
Is this an Assassins instinct? Just as I have this thought, I see CEO Huang stop in his tracks and turn his head back.
Did he sense my ill intent? My body stiffens.
CEO Huang seems to be deep in thought as he slowly asks, Hows your accent?
Passable, I mutter carelessly.
CEO Huang nods.
Help me pick up a VIP at the airport tomorrow morning. Ill get Old Ai to send you the details.
Okay. I dont dare to say no.
After agreeing, I ask, Mr. Huang, the VIP is a foreigner?
Yes. CEO Huang gives an affirmative reply.
At the mention of this topic, I cant help but ask, Mr. Huang, why are there so many foreigners around us? We even have to come up with a foreign name in the company?
CEO Huang leans back slightly and says, What is an international metropolitan city?
This is it.