100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

"Hey, I heard that your team B has received a big order, who is the boss, can you tell me?"

The designer of Group B hesitated: "Uh, this..."

"No, it's still a secret?"

"Well, the main reason is... Listening to Brother Ye, it seems that he is going to resign. I don't know if this business can be handed over to us..."

"I heard it's an order from the Xing Group." A man in Group A said mysteriously: "Our boss competed with Group B for a long time before, and it was vaguely rumored that he was working for the person in power, and the boss was excited for several nights. As a result, I later heard from an assistant that the one who liked Ye Wenxuan's design style was assigned to Group B, and his blood pressure almost went up, so let us see it."

As he said that, he patted another man who was dressed fancy beside him: "Oh, we, Zhou Bai, didn't get the deal from the lover of our dreams. We've been depressed for a week."

This man named Zhou Bai has a feminine appearance, and he also wears a casual suit, but because of some intentional designs, his waist and buttocks stand out very conspicuously, even the dullest people can feel it when they see him. To that GayGay breath.

Hearing his colleague tease him, he rolled his eyes.

"Wait, Xing Group?!"

"The one in power, could it be..."

Zhou Bai slapped off his colleague's hand on his shoulder, and said bitterly: "He actually likes Ye Wenxuan's work, all my clothes are made for him, every design has spent countless thoughts, if he wears it My clothes will definitely be a thousand times more handsome than they are now! How could that Ye be better than me?"

"Ye Wenxuan is nothing more than a back door. My ability is so much stronger than his. Of course he will come to block my way..."

There was silence for a while, only Zhou Bai was cursing Ye Wenxuan nervously, a group of designers looked at the approaching master, and they all distanced themselves from Zhou Bai.

The colleague who made fun of him just now interrupted him with a loud laugh: "So it's better to design children's clothing, as long as it's cute, all parents will buy it hahaha..."

"Uh, that's it!"

Marven Ye raised his eyebrows.

He didn't go over, just waved his hand to greet the group of people, then turned around and walked out of the work area with his mobile phone and access card in his pocket.

Since it would only cause embarrassment to get close, why not go to the coffee shop downstairs and sit for a while to relax.

A group of people watched him leave, Zhou Bai snorted coldly: "What are you dragging, I have already resigned, and I am still picking up Xing Yuan's list... ah!"

He suddenly yelled and folded his arms, before throwing himself on the ground and kneeling on the ground, the person next to him took a step back in fright: "Hey, why am I going to you? I didn't push you, you all saw it!"

Zhou Bai: "What... what... just now!"

Colleague: "What's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly kneel down? It's still early in the Chinese New Year. Hey, do you smell anything?"

Zhou Bai raised his head, his face turned pale, he was trembling all over, as if he had Parkinson's syndrome, tremblingly said: "Yes, there is electricity, electricity, electricity, electricity, electricity, I, I—"

Colleague: "...Static electricity? You were smashed like this by static electricity?"

Zhou Bai couldn't speak anymore, he just kept shaking.

Whose static electricity can produce such power, Ye Wenxuan came here as soon as he left, he couldn't be deliberately blackmailing people.

A group of people looked at each other, didn't express any opinions, and just dispersed angrily.

A few colleagues who came with Zhou Bai felt that it was unlucky, they shied away for a while, and helped Zhou Bai to get on another elevator, heading towards the infirmary on the third floor.

One person was helping, and he muttered in a low voice: "What kind of static electricity is so awesome, you are so electric, I will help you without any problem. Hey Xiao Zhou, we are all in the elevator, please stop acting, everyone is gone. .”

Zhou Bai couldn't tell because he was suffering, so he just told him to hurry up with his tongue out.

In another elevator, Ye Wenxuan lowered his head and stroked his right index finger and thumb, with an unknown smile on his lips.

Say bad things about people behind their backs, but don't blame him for inflicting a little revenge.

but……

It is really distressing to abandon the order of the Xing Group.

Forget it, there are gains and losses, and everything will not be as expected, who knows if this is a blessing in disguise, and good fortune comes later.

In the next few days, Ye Wenxuan has been rushing to work with the original team, brainstorming with more than a dozen other talented designers, and brought back the progress that had fallen before.

It's just that the Xing Group's order finally returned to Group A, causing colleagues to miss out on such a big business. Ye Wenxuan felt guilty, invited everyone to dinner in private, and expressed his apology sincerely.

Although more than a dozen colleagues also complained, the Xing Group chose Group B because they liked Ye Wenxuan's design. The success or failure was all due to one person. uncovered.

They opened more than a dozen bottles of liquor and took turns to fill Ye Wenxuan, but the latter refused and had to pay back one by one.

In the second half, there was no one moving about the food, and everyone was basically pushing and changing cups.

The usually glamorous designers were all so drunk that they lay under the table. Ye Wenxuan sat on the table with his chin in one hand and made the last one dizzy. Then he shook his head and stood up, and walked out of the box to pay the bill as well. .

He knocked on the countertop, and asked the receptionist to hire a driver to send the dozen or so drunks away one by one.

The young girl with exquisite makeup at the front desk asked him with a blushing face, "Sir, can I call a car for you too?"

"Ah, I'm fine." Marven Ye waved his hands and grinned: "I'm still awake, don't worry."

Then he really looked like a normal person, watching the last colleague get into a taxi, and slowly carrying his bag, he walked along the road on foot.

At this time, it was getting late into the night, with a bright moon hanging in the sky, and City S was still busy at eleven o'clock.

Ye Wenxuan strolled along the sidewalk, brushing past countless cars and strangers.

The neon lights and the sound of cars complement each other, which is the nocturne of a city.

He walked with a wonderful rhythm, with a smile on his face, and his peach blossom eyes were blocked by black-rimmed glasses, but he still seemed to have a faint spark of electricity.

If someone accidentally looked at him, they would be nailed in place by the electric light. From top to bottom, even the spine seemed to be stung lightly.

Countless men and women turned their heads in astonishment, following the man's back until he disappeared into the thick night.

In the high sky thousands of meters away, dark clouds gradually gather, and the gust of wind blows from top to bottom, rushing across the buildings and alleys, and thunder suddenly strikes, illuminating half of the night sky.

A sudden storm seems to be coming.

Marven Ye's cell phone rang suddenly.

He stopped, the braids at the back of his head were blown upside down across his face by the wind, and a bean-sized raindrop hit the lens, and then trickled down his cheeks, waking him up from his slight drunkenness.

He glanced down at his phone, and swiped the screen to answer it.

"Hello, hello."

There was a slightly familiar male voice on the phone: "Mr. Ye, hello, I'm Li Shaoyuan."

"Oh, it's Mr. Li." Ye Wenxuan stopped at the door of a store, stood under the eaves and looked up at the thunder clouds above, while smiling, he said, "It's so late, what's the matter with Mr. Li?"

There was a pause over there for a while, and he said, "It's like this. Just now, the weather station observed a large area of ​​direct lightning strikes and electromagnetic pulse reflections in City S. However, City S currently does not have the conditions for the formation of thunderstorm clouds. They... It's like it just came out of nowhere."

Marven Ye watched a bolt of lightning flash across the sky, and said cheerfully, "Oh."

Li Shaoyuan: "..."

He said with difficulty: "Mr. Ye, where are you now?"

"Ah, I just finished eating, and I poured them all down." Ye Wenxuan said with a smile: "Well... on the side of the road, watching... the lightning."

Li Shaoyuan: "Mr. Ye? Are you okay?"

Marven Ye: "Wow, hehehe."

Now Li Shaoyuan can be sure, this guy is probably quite drunk, he said helplessly: "Stay where you are and don't hang up the phone, I'll find someone to take you back first."

Another thunderbolt dangerously smashed through a skyscraper in the distance, making a loud bang.

Marven Ye exclaimed: "Wow!"

Li Shaoyuan helped his forehead: "Also, stop discharging!"

Ten minutes later, according to the location sent by Ye Wenxuan, Li Shaoyuan notified four plainclothes criminal policemen to come and pick him up.

The criminal police were the same ones who escorted Marven Ye home at the power station last time. Everyone knew each other's details. The four of them sent the drunk home and politely asked him to withdraw his magical powers before returning to the police station with a long sigh.

Ye Wenxuan became a little more awake. He stood by the window, watching the wind and rain in the city, and slowly opened the window.

The pouring rain immediately blew into the house, and blue-white lightning pierced the sky, leaving a reflection on his glasses.

This is very similar to the thunderstorm in July.

He stretched out a hand towards the night sky, clasped five fingers, and closed them again, and the thunderstorms entrenched in S City gradually died down.

The dark clouds dissipated, the rainstorm stopped suddenly, and the bright moon illuminated the night sky again.

A wonderful thunderstorm came and went quickly.

Except for the parties concerned and the core staff of the Special Affairs Department, no one knows the real reason for its formation.

So far, Ye Wenxuan has not gone to the National Special Affairs Department to report, and several departments such as the anti-terrorism operation group, intelligence data center, technical investigation group, and comprehensive intelligence analysis group have already spread his legends everywhere.

The leader of the anti-terrorism operation team added another item to the training plan for Ye Wenxuan.

[Refrain from drinking alcohol. 】

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On September [-]th, Ye Wenxuan received a reply from the Human Resources Department, and he went through the resignation procedures on the same day.

When I met a few acquaintances in the company, they all secretly tried to see if he had already found a new job, but Ye Wenxuan was just making excuses.

"My parents miss my son and don't want me to go too far away to work hard." He said this to everyone who asked: "Go back to W City to do some small business, and we will work together again when we have the opportunity. We will always keep in touch."

God knows, he was sent by their family as a phone bill. Parents all dote on the younger daughter, but they are completely free for the eldest son. He can go wherever he likes, live as he wants, and he is very free.

At this point, his work in the Saffron branch will come to an end. Ye Wenxuan cleaned up his office area, packed design tools and computer mainframes into cardboard boxes, leaving only an empty desk.

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####On how to deal with opponents who don't like it####

Zhou Bai: "Ye Wenxuan is a scumbag, he knows he can't do it, so he ran away while Xing Yuan's order was not yet finalized."

Designers: "Oh—"

Ye Wenxuan walked out of the glass door, and tapped lightly on the door with one finger.

A faint electric current crawled into the office area along the wall, and then slipped into Zhou Bai's feet along the floor.

Zhou Bai trembled all over: "Ah!"

Designer A: "Hey, what's wrong with you, Abo?"

Zhou Bai: "No...it seems like I was electrocuted just now..."

Ye Wenxuan walked to the elevator room and pressed the down button with one finger.

The current rushes by.

Zhou Bai: "Ah! Ah! Ahhh~"

Designer B: "...Abo, I didn't expect you to breakdance?"

Zhou Bai: "I! No! Yes! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~"

Marven Ye stepped into the elevator and passed his fingers across the metal door.

Like a robot out of power, Zhou Bai knelt on the ground with his feet limp, and performed a standard "bending forward in frustration".

The designer ABCD moved in front of him together: "Oh, Abo, you are so polite, I dare not accept this great gift."

Zhou Bai: "..."

Zhou Bai: "There must be something wrong!"