It doesn’t matter, my boyfriend is a eunuch!

The man was choked by Lin Zhihe's words. He looked at his face again, held back his rebuttal, and just nodded.

Lin Zhihe continued to drag the garbage bag and move forward with the load.

"Miss Lin"

Eraser stood opposite her and waved at her.

"Just call me Xiao Lin. Miss Lin sounds weird." Lin Zhihe felt a little embarrassed.

"Sister Xiaolin, I'll let you go up to the 20th floor."

After saying that, Eraser leaned close to Lin Zhihe's ear again and said in a low voice, "I heard that tone is not very good, Sister Xiaolin, be careful."

Looking at the eraser that was kindly reminding her, Lin Zhihe suddenly discovered that this girl had a round face and round eyes, just like her little Taohong.

Lin Zhihe couldn't help but touch her face, nodded dryly, and took the elevator upstairs again carrying her garbage bag.

After a brief exploration, Lin Zhihe discovered that everyone was terrified when they mentioned the 20th floor, because there were only a few users on the 20th floor, namely Liu Jiang's office and Uncle Yi's lounge.

So going to the 20th floor is equivalent to facing the boss directly, so everyone is quite scared.

But most people don’t have the opportunity to go to the 20th floor, except for the cleaning lady Lin Zhihe.

I am a cleaner, keeping the unit clean.

Lin Zhihe knocked on Liu Jiang's office door, but there was no response.

She put her ear against the door but heard nothing, so she could only gradually increase the force of her knocks until she was almost banging on the door.

"Come in, come in!" An impatient voice finally came from inside.

Pushing open the door, Lin Zhihe was a little surprised at the scene in front of him. The soft carpet was covered with shredded paper, as if a shredder got drunk and vomited in the room, and it was particularly even.

"Sweep it clean and then vacuum it." Liu Jiang leaned back in his chair, staring at Lin Zhihe with a disdainful look on his face.

So, the only way he could think of to humiliate people was to watch Lin Zhihe lying on the ground sweeping up scraps of paper?

Does he want to humiliate people or relieve stress? Will he take out a super dirty carpet and ask Lin Zhihe to wash it?

"Okay, boss." Lin Zhihe smiled and nodded at Liu Jiang, then squatted on the ground and started picking up the trash.

Liu Jiang seemed to be dissatisfied with Lin Zhihe's attitude. He looked a little unnatural. He stretched his neck to stare at Lin Zhihe's every move, but he was still gloating. "Are you used to doing this kind of work as a servant?"

There is a reason why they want to hang these capitalists on street lamps. How come cleaners are just servants in the eyes of these domineering bosses?

Hasn’t the Liu family been informed of the liberation yet?

Lin Zhihe looked at him as if he were a fool. "Mr. Liu, this is a job, and I respect it very much."

Liu Jiang's face looked a little bad, and he had a devilish smile like a domineering CEO on his lips, "Okay, let's see how long you can keep pretending."

No, why did she pretend to be a cleaner?

Even though her mind was full of question marks, Lin Zhihe still lowered her head to pick up the scraps of paper on the ground. The squatting posture was too tiring, so she simply sat on the ground and attacked the surroundings with herself as the radius.

Liu Jiang has a hard time. This doesn't look like the capacity of just one shredder. It must be several.

The tiny pieces of paper floated in the air as Lin Zhihe moved, and went straight into Lin Zhihe's nose and eyes, causing her to sneeze again and again with tears in her eyes.

She looked at Liu Jiang's huge office and couldn't help wailing in her heart, it was too early.

Liu Jiang had somehow walked around to the opposite side of Lin Zhihe, holding his cell phone towards her, and it looked like he was recording a video.

He kept changing the angle, circling Lin Zhihe 360 ​​degrees to take a complete picture of her, smiling strangely, "Do you know what I'm doing?"

Lin Zhihe put down the garbage bag in his hand, and became extremely speechless. He looked at him with a sluggish face, "Are you recording a video?"

Liu Jiang suddenly stopped changing his posture, and came very close to her, pointing the camera of his mobile phone at her face, "Yes, I am recording. I have recorded your ugly appearance and will preserve it forever for the rest of my life. How do you feel about that?"

Ugly? Lin Zhihe looked at his ill-fitting work clothes and messy hair. He was indeed ugly.

She was a little shy and embarrassed, but compared to being speechless, that was nothing.

It seems like the heads of these domineering bosses have been caught by doors or nutcrackers. In short, they are not useful.

Lin Zhihe's speechless expression was clearly written on her face, but Liu Jiang was still looking down at her, waiting for her "speech".

"Hmm..." Lin Zhihe really wanted to pretend to be aggrieved, but after trying for a long time, he still couldn't do it.

She really didn't think that doing this job of lying on the ground picking up paper scraps was humiliating. It would just cause her to sneeze a few more times.

"Forehead…"

"Hmm..." Lin Zhihe thought about it for a long time, but to no avail.

"How come you have become so shameless?" Liu Jiang became very angry and kicked Lin Zhihe on the shoulder.

Caught off guard, Lin Zhihe only saw the black leather sole flashing towards his face for a moment before falling on his body, and he was knocked over by this kick.

Like a bastard.

Because he was caught off guard, Lin Zhihe fell straight to the ground, and the back of his head hit the ground with a loud bang.

Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor. This was the only thought in Lin Zhihe's mind the moment he fell.

Lin Zhihe felt dizzy for a while before he slowly got up and faced Liu Jiang's furious face.

Veins bulged on his face, as if he wanted to tear her bones and flesh apart. He looked at her angrily, as if there was a blood feud between the two of them.

It seems like she was the one who got kicked...

"Things have changed over time, Lin Zhihe, enjoy yourself." Liu Jiang whispered.

As a person in a high position, Liu Jiang whispered devilishly in Lin Zhihe's ear and smiled grimly at Lin Zhihe's face, but there was some sadness in his eyes.

Very contradictory feeling.

Lin Zhihe didn't have time to pay attention to Liu Jiang's awkward struggle. He just rubbed his still dizzy head and spoke slowly after he had rested.

"Liu Jiang, I will post this malicious insult to my employees online so that everyone on the Internet can see the ugly face of capitalists like you."

Liu Jiang snorted disdainfully.

"Also," Lin Zhihe raised his voice, "If you physically harm me, I will call the police."

"You always talk about going to jail. It seems like you'll be the first one of us to go to jail first."

As he said that, he picked up his phone and started calling the police.