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Zhong Kui's Diary
In the midst of my busy schedule, I suddenly leaned back, and with a lightning-fast motion, I reached out with my right hand to grab the fist, pulling it forcefully to my side.
The owner of the fist seemed taken aback by my quick reaction and momentarily panicked, quickly retracting his punch. I seized the opportunity to twist my body and leap aside.
Before me was the somewhat stunned face of the 'Vest', and behind him were the 'Golden Lion' and 'Cowboy'. The three of them hesitated for a moment before rushing towards me with their fists raised.
Earlier, I had been caught off guard, nearly falling victim to a sneak attack. Now that we were facing each other directly, how could the three of them possibly be my match? I dodged left and right, avoiding punches from 'Golden Lion' and 'Vest', then grabbed 'Cowboy's' foot as he kicked towards my head. With a swift chop, I struck his shin, causing 'Cowboy' to scream and fall to the ground, clutching his leg, his face pale and drenched in sweat.
Next, I lowered my head to evade a high kick from 'Vest', and effortlessly grabbed 'Golden Lion's' fist. With a twist and shake, 'Golden Lion's' elbow dislocated instantly. Taking advantage of his scream, I drove my knee into his abdomen, silencing him as he collapsed to the ground, one hand clutching his stomach, unable to make a sound—only a gurgling noise escaped his throat.
At that moment, 'Vest' kicked towards my chest again. I chuckled lightly, raised my arm to block the kick with my forearm. Leaning slightly to the side, I redirected 'Vest's' leg outward while delivering an unseen kick with my right foot directly to his shin.
With a cry of pain, 'Vest' fell to the ground. Fortunately for him, I had shown mercy; if I had kicked just a bit higher and struck his knee, he would have needed crutches for the rest of his life.
Even so, my kick still carried considerable force. Due to the pain, 'Vest's' face turned an unusual shade of pale as he sat on the ground holding his leg and groaned, "What do you want?"
"What do you think I'm going to do?" I replied with a smile.
"Who exactly are you?" Both 'Golden Lion' and 'Cowboy', their pain slightly easing, struggled to crawl over to 'Vest', glaring at me in anger. "We haven't offended you, have we?"
"Whether you've offended me or not is still uncertain!" I said with a grin as I took out my phone and called Fatty to inform him of my location. After hanging up, I smiled at the three of them: "I really can't be bothered to explain things to you right now."
Just after hanging up, an unfamiliar number called in. A woman's voice came through: "Is this Zheng Nan? This is Zhu Qi. Why haven't you arrived yet? Are you lost? It's at Huangshan Hall."
I chuckled awkwardly: "I'll be there soon!"
About ten minutes later, Fatty hurriedly arrived. After explaining what had happened with these three individuals, I turned around and ran off; there was a welcome dinner for new employees in our department that I couldn't miss.
I made my way to Lotus Leaf Family and found Huangshan Hall. Taking a few deep breaths, I pushed open the door and entered.
Inside the private room, people were chatting in small groups. When they saw me enter, they all stopped talking and looked at me with strange expressions—some with confusion, some with dissatisfaction, some with anger, and some with relief.
“Zheng Nan, why did it take you half an hour to buy a pack of cigarettes?” Xiao Lin glanced at the clock and asked calmly.
It seemed that Xiao Lin was a bit annoyed. Although she had just joined the company, she usually wore a cheerful smile, but now her signature grin was nowhere to be seen, indicating her inner frustration.
It was no wonder. During the department's welcome dinner, a newcomer had completely disregarded their leaders and colleagues. Even after Zhu Qi made a phone call, it took over ten minutes for me to arrive. This was no longer just about being late; it felt like a slap in the face. If I didn’t provide an explanation, I believed that tomorrow Xiao Lin would suggest to the HR department that I wasn’t suitable for the company...
I glanced at my arm, where there were still shoe prints left by my tank top. I suddenly had an idea and cleared my throat. “Ms. Xiao and everyone else, I’m really sorry. When I went out to buy cigarettes just now, I was robbed…”
“What? Robbed?” Xiao Lin exclaimed in surprise, her face showing disbelief that I could be robbed. The other colleagues also expressed their astonishment.
“Look, there are even shoe prints here.” I feigned embarrassment and showed my arm to everyone. “I had just bought the cigarettes when two big guys demanded money from me.”
“So you fought them off?” Zhu Qi stood up excitedly and said, “Just like Zhao Donghai did, beating them to a pulp? Zheng Nan, you should be able to fight better than Zhao Donghai.”
Are you kidding? Do you think everyone around here is a superhero? Let me show you the harsh reality. I immediately put on a sorrowful expression and said, “If only I were as strong as Zhao Donghai! Unfortunately, I'm not him. At that moment, I just ran away. Those two big guys chased after me all the way to a construction site and beat me until I cried for help before they left.”
Zhu Qi looked at me in shock for a moment before shaking his head. His gaze towards Zhao Donghai became increasingly admiring.
Xiao Lin looked at me with flickering eyes for a moment before clearing her throat and asking with concern, “Are you okay? Did you call the police?”
“The two robbers were somewhat restrained; it hurt at the time but I'm fine now. When I called for help, two patrolling officers happened to pass by, and I was explaining the situation to them.” I forced a smile and added, “But those two officers just left me behind to chase after the robbers.”
I couldn’t help but sigh inwardly; no wonder people say one lie requires ten more lies to cover it up—there’s truth in that.
“As long as you’re okay! Did they take anything from you?” Xiao Lin urged me to sit down.
“They seemed only interested in cash; they cleaned out over two thousand yuan from me but didn’t take my phone!” I continued fabricating my story.
"Consider it a way to spend money to ward off misfortune. Today is not only about welcoming the new year but also helping you calm down. Alright, Seven, call the waiter to serve the dishes." Xiao Lin finally felt relieved. At that moment, I felt a bit touched; Ms. Xiao really does care for her subordinates. She shouldn't be someone who plays tricks.
Before entering Rui Company, I had made a plan for myself. First, I needed to determine if someone was playing tricks because I had only just joined the company and hadn't yet noticed any supernatural phenomena. I couldn't tell if someone was causing trouble or if there were really ghosts. The only thing I could do was to judge through interaction who harbored ill intentions and who was straightforward.
Soon, the dishes were served by the waiter. Everyone raised their glasses to toast. It turned out that aside from Zhang Rui, who didn't drink, the others in the Marketing Department were all heavy drinkers. Even Zhu Qi, a delicate girl, could chug beer straight from the bottle. In the blink of an eye, six people had finished two cases of beer.
Once everyone started drinking, they became uninhibited, playing games like rock-paper-scissors and shaking dice. The atmosphere quickly lifted. Huangshan Hall was a relatively upscale private room, equipped with an automatic Mahjong machine. When everyone had drunk enough, they took turns playing Mahjong.
They played Guangdong Mahjong, where there were no melds allowed; players could only pong and could not accept a discard unless they drew it themselves. Both open and concealed melds earned money. It seemed that the people in the Marketing Department often played together and even had their own rules: whoever self-drew a tile would step down and let another person take their place; those who didn't win would stay at the table until the unlucky player lost everything...
Just as I was about to go out to get some cash, Seven burped and took out a stack of money from her bag, casually handing half of it to me. "I have some change here; you can use it first. It doesn't matter when you pay me back."
I was somewhat surprised and turned to look at Xiao Lin, who smiled slightly. "Just take it for now; Zhu Qi is quite wealthy."
It seemed that was indeed the case; who else would refer to a stack of hundred-dollar bills as change except for someone rich?
I took the money and counted it—four thousand three hundred dollars—and said with a smile, "A total of four thousand three hundred. So, Seven, aren't you afraid I won't pay you back?"
"I can read people well; Zheng Nan, you are a good person!" Zhu Qi laughed.
A good person? Isn't that term used to insult people nowadays?
With money in hand, Mahjong began. From playing Mahjong, it was clear that this group had a good relationship; one moment they were cursing each other out and the next they were sitting side by side laughing and asking if you were lucky today.
After self-drawing a tile, I walked over to the window to smoke and called Fatty. He laughed on the other end of the line, "I was just about to call you! We really have a telepathic connection!"
"Telepathic my ass! Hurry up and tell me what's going on with those three people?" I snapped.
"Haha, isn't there a Zhao Donghai in your department?" Fatty chuckled.
"En."
"He wants to pursue Zhu Qi, and then he spent money to have the director create this scene of a hero saving a beauty. It's that simple."
"What the hell? Fatty, did you clarify this?" I was both amused and exasperated; it's unbelievable that such a cliché plot still exists in this day and age.
"These three Young Men are under Tang Zian. As soon as they heard it was you, they immediately revealed everything. It should be true."
"Alright, I understand." I pondered for a moment, "Since they are Tang Zian's subordinates, why don't you treat them to some late-night snacks later?"
"Sure!" Fatty hung up the phone.
So it turns out Zhao Donghai is using this tactic to pursue Zhu Qi. Although it's somewhat shameless, it can be seen as a sincere effort. From Zhu Qi's boldness earlier, it's clear her family has some background. Tsk tsk, she's both beautiful and wealthy—a typical Rich and Beautiful Girl. It seems Zhao Donghai needs to step up his game.
Damn it, I'm here to investigate a haunting; what do these matters have to do with me? I extinguished my cigarette and was about to turn around to watch the Mahjong table when Chen Shan approached with two bottles of beer, handing one to me and preparing to drink with me.
"Brother Chicken, I really can't drink as well as you. Can I bow down in defeat?" I laughed.
"Zheng Nan, one word: if you drink this bottle with me, I'll tell you about the strange occurrences happening in the company lately!" Chen Shan said, his tongue slightly thick from the alcohol.
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