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At this moment, Assistant Hu's hand gripping the door handle was already soaked with cold sweat, sticky and wet. "I... I heard it. I just wanted to ask, what did Manager Zhu eat last night?"
"What does what I ate have to do with you?"
"I..."
"Get out!"
"Manager Zhu, why don't you think about what you ate last night? My taste is quite similar to yours. I've been struggling with dinner ideas these past few days, and I could... take some inspiration from you."
"I'll say it again: disappear from my sight immediately, or I'll have you fired!"
Does this damn man have any sense at all? Can't he see how irritated he is right now? If he comes to bother him again, he'll fire him immediately!
"I'm leaving right away!"
Assistant Hu quickly shrinks back into the office and closes the door.
His heart raced uncontrollably, as if it could leap out of his chest at any moment. He glanced at the door, not daring to linger in front of it, and hurried away. That day, Zhu Junjie called him and said that there might be someone in the world who looked exactly like him. He thought Zhu Junjie was making up a lie to prevent Song Lan from leaving, trying to escape from the mistakes he had made.
He saw Zhu Junjie speaking seriously and with great conviction, proposing that they leave a code between them. Zhu Junjie did not refuse. At that time, they thought of a discreet code, which was to ask what to eat for dinner.
He asked, and Zhu Junjie replied: "Of course it's the signature dish of the Imperial Kitchen. Let me count them for you..."
Zhu Junjie's memory was quite good; just now he had specifically hinted at it a second time, but the people in the office had no idea that this was a code between the two of them.
Assistant Hu was feeling a bit dazed; he ran to the break room, poured himself a large cup of cold water, and gulped it down.
Stay calm, you must stay calm.
If the person in the office is not Manager Zhu, then where is the real Manager Zhu?
If the one who dares to swagger in the office is not Manager Zhu, perhaps Manager Zhu has already...
A bloody scene suddenly flashed in Assistant Hu's mind. His hand trembled, and the porcelain cup in his hand fell to the ground with a crash.
It can't be! Manager Zhu will definitely be fine!
This concerns Manager Zhu's safety; he can't delay. He needs to quickly contact Song Lan.
Song Lan has been living with Manager Zhu for almost a year and has gained some understanding of Manager Zhu's habits. Song Lan is intelligent and has strong observational skills. Even if someone is a good imposter, there must be differences that set them apart from Manager Zhu. He suggests that Song Lan carefully recall their experiences together, as this may reveal more secrets.
Assistant Hu took out his phone and called Song Lan.
Song Lan was on a plane and Assistant Hu couldn't get through.
He sent a text message to Song Lan.
When he was about to put away his phone, a voice sounded behind him, "What are you doing in the pantry instead of working?"
The familiar voice, with a hint of reproach, made Assistant Hu scalp tingle and his whole body stiffen.
Subconsciously, he put his hands behind his back, "I... I came to get some water. I'll go to work right away."
"What were you just looking at?"
"I... I was just sending a text to a friend during work hours."
The message he had just sent to Song Lan absolutely could not be seen by the person in front of him.
Assistant Hu He hides the phone behind him and quickly swipes his finger on the screen. He tries to rely on habit and memory to delete the message he just sent. Because he is too flustered, his fingertips tremble slightly and don't listen to him.
He forced himself to calm down and put on a smile in front of the man. Assistant Hu No matter how well he disguised it, the man still noticed the panic in his eyes and movements. The man's face darkened as he ordered, "Take out your phone." " Manager Zhu, the phone is a personal item, you..."
"The same sentence, I don't like to say it twice, give me the phone!"
The man's tone changed from a command to dissatisfaction.
His eyes were fierce and terrifying as he reached out his hand towards Assistant Hu.
Assistant Hu took a step back and said, "Manager Zhu..."
The man, losing patience, quickly reached out and grabbed Assistant Hu by the shoulder.
The man's grip was strong, as if he could crush Assistant Hu's shoulder with just one move.
Assistant Hu's painful cries were accompanied by cold sweat dripping from his forehead. "Manager Zhu, please... please let go, I'll give you the phone right away."
Although Manager Zhu was also quite skilled, there was still a noticeable gap in his movements and strength compared to the man in front of him.
Assistant Hu was not completely sure at first that the man in front of him was not Zhu Junjie, but the recent action made Assistant Hu certain that he was not Zhu Junjie himself.
Assistant Hu knows that he is no match for the person in front of him. Moreover, if he continues to resist, the man will become even more suspicious.
Right now, he can only take a gamble and pray that he has already deleted the message he just sent and the unanswered call to Song Lan.
The man did not release his grip because of Assistant Hu's words. It wasn't until Assistant Hu handed over the phone that he removed his hand from Assistant Hu's shoulder.
Assistant Hu's face twisted slightly in pain. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his gaze fixed on the phone. The phone had not entered the lock screen state. The man looked through it and found nothing unusual. He handed the phone back to Assistant Hu and said, "Go to work!" "Yes!"
Assistant Hu He breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness!
Assistant Hu As if granted an amnesty, he quickly grabbed his phone, wanting to leave this place that made him feel so panicked and suffocated as soon as possible.
He quickly ran outside.
Arriving at the elevator, Assistant Hu looked up and saw that the elevator was on the second floor. Even if it went directly to the top floor, it would still take some time, not to mention the stops along the way.
Assistant Hu didn't dare to linger at the elevator, afraid that the fake Manager Zhu would come looking for him again.
It was best to stay as far away from that person as possible. Assistant Hu decided to take the escalator.
He arrived at the escalator entrance and lifted his foot to step down, but in his haste, he missed a step and lost his balance, tumbling forward.
"Ah!"
Assistant Hu screamed and reached out to grab the stair railing. His fingers only touched the railing before his body tumbled down the stairs. The hard steps caused Assistant Hu intense pain, making him feel like he could pass out at any moment.
The most painful part is his head. He instinctively wants to use his hands to protect his head, because his body is too painful for his arms to lift. As he rolls down to the platform below the steps, he feels as if his head is about to explode from the pain. He reaches up to touch it, and his hand comes away sticky. His vision becomes blurry. "Help... save me..."
Assistant Hu wanted to call someone, but menacing everything went black, and his arm, which he hadn't fully raised, quickly fell back down. After some time, an employee brought some documents for Assistant Hu, but couldn't find him. As they were about to leave, they saw a broken phone at the staircase, but there was no sign of anyone around.
When he looked up inadvertently, he saw fresh blood flowing down the stairs. The employee was startled and quickly went to check, "Assistant Hu!"
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