Plaid Shirt coughed twice, drawing everyone's attention back to himself.
He began introducing himself with high spirits. "Hello, everyone. I'm Bug Terminator. You might have guessed already—I'm a programmer!"
"Don't let the coding fool you. I'm not dull at all. Healthy in body and mind, full of positive energy, and with a bit of humor too. I specialize in curing unhappiness!"
He went on about plenty of useless things, yet everyone listened attentively.
Even the muscular handsome guy, who had seemed rather impatient with him.
As Plaid Shirt finished his last sentence, Jiang Qian's writing hand paused. The Secret-Seeking Notebook gave him an answer:
"An overtime slave who eats, drinks, shits, and sleeps at the company."
Office workers never offended you, did they? What a vicious mouth... Jiang Qian calmly drew a period, then looked up.
After Plaid Shirt sat down, the muscular handsome guy gave a soft snort. He leaned forward, crossing his hands atop the table in an exceptionally confident posture.
He had no intention of standing up to introduce himself.
"You can all see my ID. Let's put it this way... I'm unemployed. My family has a few small businesses, so I don't have to worry about food and shelter for now."
"Um, I honestly don't understand this part. It's not some mating ritual, is it? Do we need to tell everyone about our property deeds, savings, hobbies, and all that too?"
There was a touch of sarcasm aimed at the previous speaker in his words. Then, the stylist seated opposite him suddenly spoke.
"If you don't feel like talking, then close your eyes. Find a cloth and cover yourself with it. Don't sit there being an eyesore."
The atmosphere abruptly grew tense.
The muscular handsome guy's mouth visibly twitched, and a ruthless gleam suddenly