I will be a boss in the future world

As he was frowning in thought, a ball of paper was thrown on his head.

"get off work!"

Ning Huaizhen reminded her with a smile while packing up and preparing to leave.

Yuying glanced at the clock on the wall. The hour hand had already pointed to six o'clock. The day's work was finally about to end.

She stretched to loosen her stiff shoulders and neck. At this time, Ning Huaizhen walked to Yuying, looked at her busy figure, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mischievous smile.

Ning Huaizhen winked at Yuying and said jokingly, "Be careful not to get caught by the guy upstairs, or he'll make you work overtime again!"

"Go! Go! Go……"

After hearing Ning Huaizhen's words, Yu Ying's heart tightened, but she still pretended to be calm and replied: "I'm not afraid. Today's tasks have been completed. He has no reason to ask me to work overtime."

Having said that, she cancelled the archiving operation of the file and sat back silently.

Ning Huaizhen looked at Yuying's confident (?) look and couldn't help laughing out loud, knowing that she was still a little worried.

She patted Yuying's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, even if the guy upstairs wants to cause trouble for you, he has to get past the boss first."

"I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow."

"OK Bye Bye."

Another hour passed—

"Okay, stop trying, and write it tomorrow."

Song Zhimian was still as ruthless as ever, saying venomously: "Look at how much hair you've pulled out. You're almost bald."

As he spoke, he reached out and took Yuying's hand off her head, then gently combed her messy hair with his fingers, as if comforting a child.

There was a hint of helplessness and distress in his usually serious eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was mocking Yuying's embarrassment.

"Boss!"

Yuying glared at him and wanted to refute him, but felt powerless.

After all, he was right, her hair had been pulled out of shape and she really looked like a bald head.

"Let's go, remember to turn off the lights."

Weakly: "Oh."

It was getting dark and Yuying was just about to pack up and go home when her cell phone suddenly dinged with a message.

【Fearon】

Are you off work?

【Y】

I was just about to go home, what happened?

【Fearon】

19 Carman Road, Vincent Avenue

【Fearon】

The alley behind

【Fearon】

Not far from you

【Fearon】

Can you come over?

【Y】

You are the financial sponsor, so you have the final say.

【Fearon】

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Yuying put down her phone, feeling somewhat confused.

Why did Sha Feiran suddenly look for her? Was he going to give her something to do?

Yuying hurried to the place he mentioned. At this time, there were still fine raindrops falling from the sky.

This place was indeed not far from where she worked, but it was a messy and disorganized place.

The streets were narrow and crowded, with buildings of different heights and styles on both sides. The walls were covered with graffiti, and the windows were hung with all kinds of signs and advertisements, which made people dazzled. It was not too late yet, and the streets were crowded with people, cars were shuttling back and forth, and the sound of horns and noises intertwined to form a noisy scene.

Strange, why did he ask her to come here?

Yuying parked the motorcycle, got off, and walked inside with some confusion.

"The alley behind No. 19..."

"You chose such a secluded place, are you planning to do something sneaky?"

Looking at the miscellaneous items piled up randomly in front of him, Yu Ying couldn't help but complain in a low voice, and suddenly he heard footsteps approaching quietly from behind.

She clenched her fists silently and immediately became alert.

Before the man could grab her shoulder, she took a quick step and dodged his hand. Then, she threw the man to the ground with a shoulder throw.

The man on the ground cried out in pain, but the sound sounded very familiar to her.

Yuying frowned, feeling doubtful, and turned around.

The man was seen rubbing his waist with a painful expression, trying to stand up from the ground, but the movement was a little difficult and his face looked pale and weak, as if he was injured.

"I asked you to save me, but you tried to murder me."

He said teasingly, "Of course, Yuying... So this is how you treat your sponsor."

Seeing his somewhat embarrassed look, Yuying couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Who told you to sneak around behind my back and not say anything? I thought you were a hooligan, so I attacked you."

"Rogue!? Me!?"

Sha Feiran gritted his teeth and was about to refute, but suddenly he groaned and pressed his chest with a painful look.

Yuying said "Huh" and blinked in surprise: "What happened to you? Are you really hurt? I didn't use much strength, are you okay?"

Shafiran shook his head and tried to stand up, but his legs seemed a little weak and trembling, barely able to support the weight of his body.

He held on to the wall tightly, his fingers digging deep into the cracks in the wall, trying to find some strength to stabilize his body. Slowly, he stood up with difficulty and leaned against the wall, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

His lips trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid and difficult, but he still forced himself to speak: "It's okay, I can still hold on, but...can you please give me a ride?"

Because it was too dark, Yuying didn't notice anything unusual about him and asked in confusion, "What?"

"Just take me back to where I live, the sooner the better."

Seeing Yuying's still puzzled expression, he added carefully: "I didn't drive. In this state... I couldn't take a taxi. I took the tram, and I thought of you. You happened to be nearby, so..."

Before he could finish, he staggered forward with a look of pain on his face, as if he almost had no strength to stand, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

Yuying quickly took a step forward to support him and couldn't help frowning.

"What happened to you? Are you sick? How did you suddenly become like this? Don't scare me."

There are clearly no external injuries on his body, so how could he be so weak that he couldn't even stand?

"Don't be afraid..."

Sha Feiran gasped with difficulty: "I can still... hold on, for now."

"But if we delay any longer..."

As he spoke, he shook his head vigorously, as if trying hard to stay awake.

"If I faint later, remember... don't take me to the hospital, and don't let anyone else see me."

"You know me, I can't..."

Interrupting him, Yuying frowned and said quickly: "Okay, don't waste your energy explaining. Where do you live?"

"Hold me tight, I'll take you back right away."

"..."

Sha Feiran smiled gratefully and then whispered, "Old Town, 415 Welsh Street, thank you."

He got on the motorcycle, started the engine, and sighed quietly to the person behind him.

"Hold on, don't faint."

Feeling Sha Feiran's increasingly rapid breathing, Yu Ying pursed her lips and continued: "I can't lift you by myself."

There was a tired chuckle from behind, but the tone was a little embarrassed.

"Can I... lean on you?"

"that……"

Yuying was a little embarrassed, "You can step on the pedal steadily, otherwise..."

Before she could finish her words, the man's big hands hugged her waist and she felt an unfamiliar weight on her back.

I felt a little strange in my heart, but I quickly calmed down.

"The wind is very strong, don't fall down."