If he'd just had thicker skin and spent a little longer in the bathroom, the worst that could've happened was people making fun of him. After all, no one could perfectly control when they needed to use the toilet.
But Na Jun was a senior figure at the company. He didn't want people laughing at him over something like that, so he'd had to regulate himself. That had thrown off his body clock, and he couldn't even go number two at work anymore!
As it happened, Shanfu Technology had just hired a large batch of young talent. Many were graduates of prestigious universities, and all of them were highly capable. They were Na Jun's competitors, and they made him feel even more pressure.
Na Jun's stress had increased, and the place where he could vent it had been taken away. With no way to release his stress, his body could no longer take it.
That weekend, Na Jun had finally made it home and gotten a chance to rest, but he kept getting calls from work. Under the strain, he suddenly lost his hearing—temporarily—without even realizing it.
Zhai Ying saw that Na Jun's phone had been ringing for a while, but he still wasn't answering. She walked over and asked in confusion, "Juan Juan, your phone's ringing. Why aren't you picking up?"
Na Jun remained sprawled on the sofa, his mind blank. He seemed lost in thought and didn't answer Zhai Ying at all.
Sometimes Zhai Ying spaced out too and couldn't hear what people were saying, so she didn't think much of it. She walked over, patted Na Jun, and reminded him again.
Na Jun turned to look at Zhai Ying's mouth moving, but he couldn't hear what she was saying. Following the direction of her hand, he finally