Host, You're Targeted

Chi nianxun came out of the experience room after the internal test, and just met the employees of the company after work.

The experience room is on a higher floor, not in the same place as most white-collar and blue-collar workers work.

When the elevator came up, there was no one. In the huge elevator, Chi nianxun pressed the first floor and stood in the corner.

The elevator swayed twice, and no matter whether Chi nianxun was used to the slight weightlessness, he began to go down.

On every floor, there will be staff in professional clothes and briefcases chatting and laughing.

Chi nianxun stood in the corner and looked at them. Their suits still had straight lines in the busy day.

The sharp line separated him in the corner from the chatting and laughing ones. It was like an invisible but still sharp line. Even if he stepped forward a little step to the line, he would be cut by the line.

The blood that came down reminds him all the time that he is different from these wage earners.

On a floor, some people got on the elevator. The sharp line moved towards Chi nianxun. He unconsciously stepped back, and his heel hit the inner wall of the elevator, making a slight noise.

He thought the sound would draw the eyes of those who were looking away from him, but he did not.

People with their backs to him whispered about gossip on the Internet or things at work today, and no one noticed what was happening in the corner.

Even Chi Niang's shadow in the mirror was blocked by one suit after another, which was pressed straight.

The sound of the white washed canvas shoes hitting the inner wall of the corner was not noticed except for Chi Niang himself.

He is like a moth that accidentally intrudes into the infrared beam following the light. Surrounded by sharp lines, he dare not move or even gasp.

He hid the work tag on his chest in his jeans jacket, and the suffocation that was out of keeping with the environment climbed up slowly from the bottom of his feet.

"Ding", the elevator arrived on the first floor.

When the elevator door opened, they burst out with Chi nianxun's ear piercing laughter.

After the sharp lines receded, the moth forgot how to fly because it was too stiff, folded its wings and fell into the corner.

During this period of time when Chi nianxun was sluggish in the elevator, ye Zang waited outside for him for a long time without seeing anyone. He thought he had left first and drove away.

When they were almost gone, Chi nianxun took out the staff tag hidden in his coat, opened the exit and waited for the bus outside the company.

When he saw the bus coming all the way, he felt his pocket and found that he had no change, so he unconsciously stepped back.

A passenger who got on the wrong bus ran down at the last moment when the door was closed. He accidentally bumped into him and ran to the opposite bus stop without saying anything.

Chi nianxun was hit by this for a moment before he remembered that he could use his mobile phone to scan the code to get on the bus.

But the bus has taken the busy people far away.

When is the next shift?

Chi nianxun thought and sighed.

Always like this, no reason for negative emotions with the kind of no sense of belonging to the loss of his heart, can't help but break in, make a mess of his heart.

His internal test is over.

Before he starts his next job, he needs a little time to get used to the irregular life.

He is such a person who worries about gain and loss before the beginning and indifferent and sentimental after the end.