Becoming a Supporting Actor in Paranoid Literature

Zhuang Baihua's throat tightened, and he asked again: "Who are you?"

The other party laughed again, with a contemptuous laugh: "Why play dumb, you know who I am."

Zhuang Baihua fell silent.

"Is my office comfortable?" The man kept asking Zhuang Baihua, "Is my apartment satisfactory?"

"My man... how about hugging him?"

Through the phone, he could hear the menacing tone in that person's tone. Although his voice was the same as Zhuang Baihua's, his tone was mixed with ferocity and arrogance, making him look down on people very much.

Zhuang Baihua didn't answer his question, but continued to ask: "Where are you?"

"I'm everywhere."

Zhuang Baihua couldn't stand this kind of meaningless conversation, so he simply hung up the phone.

It's his rule not to compete with madmen, and it doesn't make any sense to listen to madmen whispering in his ear.

He took a deep breath and settled himself.

He could guess that the caller was Song Yu.

But it wasn't exactly Song Yu, Song Yu split into a new personality, and this new personality came from the original owner, which was another "Zhuang Baihua".

This is not surprising. Before Zhuang Baihua crossed over, Song Yu was working as a security guard in the company. He had enough time to get in touch with the original owner, and he had a better understanding of the original owner's personality.

The problem now is that Song Yu's sub-personality "Zhuang Baihua" appeared in the company, and he may have caused the power outage. Both the original owner and Song Yu know the company's situation well, and at this moment he wants to make trouble in the company , it's a breeze.

Song Yu's location must be found as soon as possible.

Zhuang Baihua stood up from his seat, his eyes gradually getting used to the darkness, and while he was on the phone, he walked out, ready to call Secretary Chen outside the door.

After much deliberation, Zhuang Baihua chose to notify the police directly. If he told Chi Yue, he would run over regardless. Zhuang Baihua was worried about his safety.

Anyway, Song Yu's ultimate goal is only Chi Yue.

It is too dangerous for Song Yu to see Chi Yue.

"Secretary Chen?" After Zhuang Baihua called the police, he stood at the door of the office and called Chen Wang.

Secretary Chen, who had just said to arrange for personnel to overhaul, disappeared. Zhuang Baihua yelled several times, but no one responded.

There should be quite a few employees who stayed in the president's office to work overtime, but they all disappeared at this time. Zhuang Baihua was the only one in the huge office area.

He moved along the position of the desk and chair, turned around, but didn't see anyone.

The employees disappear together at the same time.

At this time, the group messages on the phone were buzzing, and reminders kept popping up.

"All the exits are blocked, what's going on? We can't get out!"

"Why haven't you called yet? It's too abnormal, call the police!"

"It was reported earlier, the police should be breaking down the door."

Zhuang Baihua understood that all of this was caused by Song Yu, to be precise, by the original owner.

The original owner knows this company better than anyone and can destroy it better than anyone.

It was pitch black all around, and lights from other places in the city came in from the high-rise glass windows. The more so, the more silent and dark the interior of the building seemed, and everything was frozen in an instant.

The air is filled with a sticky and heavy suffocation. There are black shadows hidden beside every table and chair. There seems to be something dormant in the shadows, and it will jump out in the next moment.

Zhuang Baihua held his breath and walked a few steps, only to find that searching aimlessly was useless and would only increase the psychological pressure.

He stopped and called Chen Wang's cell phone.

The sharp bell rang suddenly in the empty office area, and Zhuang Baihua was sweating all over. He followed the sound and found Chen Wang's cell phone on the carpet next to a table.

Although Zhuang Baihua knew that Chen Wang had more than one mobile phone, he also understood that there was no point in continuing to make calls.

Zhuang Baihua was anxious. Secretary Chen would not disappear for no reason, and it must be related to the original owner.

After thinking about it, he dug out the communication records and dialed back the previous number.

When the phone was connected, the original owner's first sentence was in a bad tone: "How dare you hang up on my phone."

Zhuang Baihua suppressed the irritability in her heart and said, "Listening to my own voice is disgusting. What did you do to Secretary Chen?"

The original owner sneered: "My secretary, I'm here, I can do whatever I want."

"He's not an item." Zhuang Baihua was a little annoyed, "He's been in the company for so many years, you shouldn't hurt him."

The original owner laughed loudly: "But he betrayed me, I am his master, but he took refuge in you."

Zhuang Baihua resisted the urge to hang up the phone, and said angrily: "Wake up, it's not a feudal society anymore, everyone's master is himself."

Zhuang Baihua felt that what he said to the original owner on the phone was ridiculous, so he went straight to the point and asked anxiously, "Where are you?"

This time, the original owner directly hung up the phone.

Zhuang Baihua stared at the phone in disbelief, this man is so narrow-minded, he must take revenge.

He quickly thought about where the original owner might appear. The original owner was very arrogant and arrogant, he would not allow anyone to disobey him, and felt superior to others.

Zhuang Baihua suddenly had a guess.

In the dark, he walked out according to memory and walked to the stairwell.Fortunately, there were emergency lights in the stairwell. He looked up at the stairs and chose to climb up the stairs.

The president's office is on the upper floor of the building, very close to the roof, and Zhuang Baihua walked to the entrance of the rooftop in a while.

There used to be a door at the end of the passage leading to the roof of the building. For the sake of safety, it was usually locked, but today the door was wide open, like a big mouth, waiting for Zhuang Baihua to drill in.

Zhuang Baihua pursed her lips, walked out from that door, and came to the rooftop.

On the contrary, the roof of the company building is brighter than the interior, and the light from all directions gathers here, creating a lonely and glorious world.

At the junction of light and shadow, there stood a man with a slender figure, wearing a three-piece suit, well-tailored and well-styled, which was very valuable at first glance.He put his hands in his trouser pockets, separated his legs, and looked at Zhuang Baihua.

"As expected of another me, who understands my thoughts so well, and found me so quickly."

The man smiled, his tone was lazy and gloomy, the corner of his mouth was full of sarcasm, and his eyes were full of arrogance as he looked at Zhuang Baihua.

Zhuang Baihua met his gaze and stood still in front of him.

This person is not Song Yu, but the original owner "Zhuang Baihua".

Zhuang Baihua lowered his head and saw Secretary Chen lying at the feet of the original owner. He seemed to be injured and could only crawl and crouch, very weak.

Secretary Chen saw Zhuang Baihua, struggling to get up, and shouted: "Mr. Zhuang..."

This sound annoyed the original owner, who raised his foot and kicked Chen Wang hard.

"My dog ​​is not allowed to bark at others."

Zhuang Baihua rushed forward eagerly, trying to help Chen Wang up, but the original owner stepped hard on Chen Wang's back, and Chen Wang was stuck on the cold and hard ground, unable to move.

"Don't hurt him!" Zhuang Baihua slowed down his movements for fear of irritating the original owner, and said, "He is just an employee, and he is paid to do things."

The original owner bowed his head, kicked Chen Wang with his toes, and said, "As long as he admits that I am his master, I will let him go."

Chen Wang lay on the ground, raised his eyes weakly, looked at Zhuang Baihua, and said with difficulty: "Mr. Zhuang...you go..."

The original owner's pupils constricted, his eyes burst into a fierce light, and he raised his foot to show Chen another look, but Zhuang Baihua called to stop him.

"It's the first time we meet, why don't we have a good chat?"

The original owner put his feet down and looked at Zhuang Baihua with great interest.

Zhuang Baihua was also wearing a suit, and the two stood facing each other on the rooftop. One was arrogant and domineering, the other was elegant and gentle. These two people who looked completely different were surprisingly similar in some respects.

Such as sound, such as movement.

This similarity made Zhuang Baihua very uncomfortable, like looking in a mirror.

"What should I call you?" The original owner narrowed his eyes, and the night wind hovered on the roof, lifting his clothes and raising his hair, with a feeling of being independent from the wind, "A poor imitator? Or a dove?" A thief who occupies a magpie's nest."

Zhuang Baihua said seriously: "You can call me Director."

The original owner: "..."

These words made the original owner lose the desire to communicate with Zhuang Baihua, and he became dismissive again, looking at Zhuang Baihua as if he was looking at ants: "The imitation version is always the imitation version, it doesn't look like it at all."

Zhuang Baihua shook his head and said seriously: "I never thought of imitating you."

Except that Zhuang Baihua had just passed through and had to adapt for a while, he never concealed his true nature.

Everyone has their own personality, even if they pretend at first, it will be exposed after a long time, besides, why bother to do that, Zhuang Baihua said: "I like my own personality, I am who I am, there is no need to become you."

The original owner put away his smile, stared at Zhuang Baihua with gloomy eyes.

His appearance actually has a bit of Chi Yue's shadow. When Chi Yue is silent and does not speak, she is so cold, without warmth, and at the same time gloomy, like a ghost.

Zhuang Baihua sighed in his heart, these paranoid bosses had too much influence on Chi Yue.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Secretary Chen if he realizes that I'm not you." Zhuang Baihua said, taking the opportunity to walk up to Chen Wang and help him up.

This time, the original owner did not move, but just watched.

Zhuang Baihua inspected the wound on Secretary Chen's body and said, "I'm hurting you."

Secretary Chen shook his head slightly, then coughed a few times, and even coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Zhuang Baihua felt distressed and angry at the same time, she raised her head and said to the original owner, "It's none of his business to let him go."

At this moment, Secretary Chen spoke up. Although it was very difficult, he still said: "Mr. Zhuang, you go first." He took a breath, weak but very serious, "Don't pay attention to this madman, there is only one president of the company, and he will always be the president of the company." you."

Hearing this, the man next to him had a ferocious expression on his face, and a violent look appeared on his face. He raised his foot and was about to kick Secretary Chen again, but was blocked by Zhuang Baihua.

Zhuang Baihua also couldn't restrain her anger, and asked this domineering and gloomy man, "What are you going to do?"

The original owner retracted his legs, slightly raised his chin, showing a haughty and proud expression, stroking his cuff buttons, and scorning the two people in front of him: "I want to take back what belongs to me."

"This company, the people in the company, my property, and..."

"Chi Yue."