"Old Chen seemed like he was done for!"
"What happened? What happened?"
At Heavenly Success's front desk, Du Juan saw her coworkers chatting in the small group and hurriedly asked.
In the dull, repetitive life of an office worker, everyday gossip was undoubtedly the best pick-me-up. It was no less effective than coffee, the exclusive drink of corporate beasts of burden—perhaps even better. One scoop of gossip refreshed the mind, two scoops left you feeling invigorated; your back no longer ached, and you even had the energy to work.
"Earlier, I saw President Wang come out of the meeting room looking terrible. Old Chen followed behind him with a dead-man's expression, and the two went into President Wang's office. When I passed by afterward, I heard President Wang yelling at Old Chen. I think he said something like, 'Old Chen, how could you do this? Haven't I treated you well?'..."
"Isn't that obvious? Old Chen must have embezzled money. The audit team coming over scared him stiff. I was wondering why he'd seemed so distracted and listless these past few days."
Du Juan rapidly tapped away at her phone, then contentedly picked up the thermos beside her and sipped her eight-thousand-yuan Jin Jun Mei tea.
She was in charge of making tea with the tea leaves. Knowing how expensive they were, of course she pinched off some for herself. Taking just a little wouldn't be noticeable anyway, and even if Wang Yang found out, he wouldn't say much. Office workers had to learn to love themselves and take a little advantage of the company. Every day, she had to drink enough water for her body's needs, have two packets of instant coffee, and eat a couple of small cookies...
After only two sips, she realized she was out of water.