Becoming a Supporting Actor in Paranoid Literature

Chapter 2 Overlord's Leisure Life 1

Zhuang Baihua nagged all night, his mouth was dry.

What he said to those seven children was also said to himself, since he came to this world in the book, he must live seriously, and once he came, he should live in peace.

Zhuang Baihua was determined to fight, but he was exhausted after staying up all night. He originally wanted to visit the company, but he couldn't hold on.

So Zhuang Baihua, who had been working for so many years and had never been late or left early, returned home with guilt.

The domineering president naturally has more than one real estate. The main family of the dealer has a big house left over from the last century, with everything from pavilions to pavilions. The original owner did not live there, but preferred to go back to the apartment in the city center.

The high-rise building has a large flat floor, with a wide view and a panoramic view of the bustling city. The property service is good, and it is close to the company. It is comfortable to live in.

Zhuang Baihua used his iris to unlock the door and entered the house. Standing in the porch, he saw the blue sky and the sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

Zhuang Baihua didn't rush to rest, but went around inside and out.

The original owner in the book is one of the five paranoid bosses, with extreme behavior and a sick mind. In addition, the original owner is a domineering president. The profession of a domineering boss is full of arrogance and various methods.

At the same time, Mr. Ba also has a secret skill handed down from his ancestors, which is Guanren Xiaoheiwu.

The original owner likes to lock people up in the small black house, especially after meeting Chi Yue, he was arrested and locked up several times, before each time he said harshly: "Please, please, I will let you go."

As a persevering little white flower, Chi Yue would not bow her head to beg the original owner even if her face turned pale and her lips faded.

So the original owner locked Chi Yue in a small black room for a week, finally opened the door, leaned against the wall, raised his chin and looked at the collapsed Chi Yue, feeling the pleasure of being superior.

Paranoid literature is like this, the more you like it, the more you will be tortured. The original owner hopes to make Chi Yue submit to himself through the torture in the small black room.

The more Chi Yue resisted, the more excited he became, and finally wished to tie Chi Yue up for 24 hours.

It's against the law.

Zhuang Baihua thought angrily.

The crime of illegal detention is punishable by a fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, and a heavier punishment will be imposed if the person is injured.

Zhuang Baihua disapproved of the original owner's approach, so he searched the apartment, hoping to find the legendary little black house.

But he walked around for a long time, looked at every room, and everything was normal.

Zhuang Baihua even touched under the corner table with his hands, worrying about some mechanism hidden.

Not to mention a small dark room, I didn't even find a single mosquito.After working hard for a long time, and finding nothing, Zhuang Baihua finally admitted that there was nothing strange about this apartment.

Zhuang Baihua rubbed her lower back, ready to take a shower and sleep.

He studied how to use the smart bathing system in the bathroom for half a day, and he was startled when the nozzle automatically sprayed water.

Zhuang Baihua: "..."

Having received a fixed salary for six years, he is like a local turtle.

Zhuang Baihua took a quick shower and lay down on the bed to sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already noon. He came out of the clubhouse early in the morning and slept for five hours. Although it wasn't enough, Zhuang Baihua had other plans in the afternoon, so he got up and changed quickly.

He walked into the cloakroom through the side door of the bedroom, staring blankly at the rows of suits.

He picked out a suit of shirts and suits for himself, arranged his hair, and looked at himself in the mirror, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a handsome appearance.

Fortunately, he not only has the same name as the original owner, but also looks the same, but the original owner is violent and gloomy, with a hostile look on his face, and looks a bit fierce.

Director Zhuang is amiable, and the big sisters in the street say that he looks like a country, a peaceful country, and he is very attractive.

Zhuang Baihua touched his face, adjusted his expression, and walked out in a stately manner.

As soon as he walked into the living room, the phone rang in due course.

Zhuang Baihua's personal secretary called and said that lunch had been arranged and the driver was on his way, please wait for a quarter of an hour.

The well-trained secretary is really professional, and Zhuang Baihua immediately spoke highly of this secretary.

Zhuang Baihua remembered that the secretary's surname was Chen, and his name was Chen Wang. The original owner was the president, and there was a large team of secretary assistants, but Chen Wang handled some personal affairs by himself.

The driver came to pick up Zhuang Baihua, and drove directly to the restaurant. After Zhuang Baihua had finished eating, he continued to drive the president to the company.

When he arrived at the company, Zhuang Baihua took a look at the towering building and let out a long breath.The community he managed before was huge, with tens of thousands of residents, no worse than the domineering president managing the company. He will continue to shine in his new position and serve the people.

Normally, the original owner would take the exclusive elevator directly from the parking lot to the upper floors, but Zhuang Baihua was not familiar with it and didn't know, so he went in directly from the main entrance of the office building.

The security guard at the door was a young guy, he came forward to open the door for Zhuang Baihua with his head bowed. Zhuang Baihua glanced at him, thinking how timid the security guard is, he has no energy at all.

Zhuang Baihua originally wanted to cheer him up, but then saw a red scar on the security guard's supposedly fair forehead, from the middle of the forehead to the right to the side of the eyebrow.

Seeing Zhuang Baihua looking at him, the security guard quickly lowered his head and pulled his hat down to cover his scar.

Zhuang Baihua knew that it would be impolite to stare at people at this time, so she turned her head to look ahead and walked into the hall.

When the employees in the company lobby saw Zhuang Baihua, they immediately stopped and greeted him respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Zhuang!"

Zhuang Baihua smiled and raised his hand in response: "Thanks for your hard work, comrades."

Staff:"……"

Zhuang Baihua took the elevator to the high floor. As soon as he got out of the elevator and stepped on the carpet of the high floor, Chen Wang greeted him and asked, "Mr. Zhuang, how did you rest last night?"

Last night's recreation in the clubhouse was arranged by Secretary Chen on behalf of the president. Secretary Chen received the news in the morning that the president stayed there all night, so he must be very satisfied.

Zhuang Baihua didn't want to mention that, it was too tiring to do ideological work for seven people at the same time: "Seven is still too much."

Chen Wang: "...Mr. Zhuang is really alive and well."

This floor is all the president's office, and everyone serves the president's work. Zhuang Baihua walked into the office and sat down at the large desk. Secretary Chen said, "President Zhuang, wait a moment, I'll make you coffee."

Zhuang Baihua asked, "Is there any tea?"

Chen Wang was taken aback. The president didn't like to drink tea before, he only drank coffee. He went to learn a set of hand-made coffee skills, why now he drinks tea instead.

A competent secretary would not question the boss, Secretary Chen said with a smile: "Yes, just wait a moment."

Secretary Chen went to the pantry to make a cup of tea and came back.

Fortunately, there are tea leaves in the tea room, but the quality is not that good. I don't know if the president is satisfied.

And only in coffee cups.

Zhuang Baihua looked down at the crystal clear white porcelain cup, raised his head and asked, "Is there a thermos cup?"

"What?" Chen Wang didn't understand.

"The thermos cup can keep warm." Zhuang Baihua gestured.

Secretary Chen blinked. It's not that he doesn't understand what a thermos cup is, but he didn't expect the president to ask for a thermos cup...

Naturally, the president will have whatever he wants, but after searching the entire president's office, he only found a brand new cup, which was bought by an employee with a baby at home who bought milk powder as a gift.

There are even small pink flowers printed on the body of the cup.

This can't be used for the president, Chen Wang wanted to send someone to buy it immediately, but Zhuang Baihua who walked out of the office saw it and waved at him.

"That's fine, just that."

So Secretary Chen watched helplessly as the president poured the cup of tea into the thermos cup, blew on the mouth of the cup, took a sip of tea, then closed the cup tightly, then held the cup in his hand, showing a satisfied expression .

Zhuang Baihua: "Just add some goji berries."

Chen Wang: "..."

Secretary Chen recalled the scene of the CEO leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows and shaking the red wine glass. He was so rich and extravagant, and he looked at the small pink flower thermos. He comforted himself that people's preferences will change.

Zhuang Baihua sent the secretary away, and while drinking tea, he checked the files on the computer.

Hmm... I don't understand.

The dealer's company is mainly engaged in trade. In the past few years, it has taken a share of the Internet trend and operated e-commerce business.Zhuang Baihua didn't say anything else, he was very patient, even if he didn't understand, he would still study hard.

He came late, ate a lot at noon, read the documents all afternoon without being hungry, and watched the sun go down.

There are many and complicated jobs in the community. When Zhuang Baihua was the director, he often came home late, and working overtime has become a habit.

He raised his head from his desk, saw that it was getting dark outside, and rubbed his hands on the back of his neck.

According to what Secretary Chen said, there was originally a dinner in the evening, but yesterday the president consumed too much energy in the clubhouse, so today's dinner can be postponed.

Zhuang Baihua took it for granted, reducing official dinners and eliminating extravagance and waste.

Zhuang Baihua sent Secretary Chen to the staff restaurant to bring him a boxed lunch, and Chen Wang was in a trance again.

The president has never eaten so well before.

Zhuang Baihua took the boxed lunch, saw a door on the side of the office, thought it must be the lounge, so she opened the door with the boxed lunch and walked in.

It really is a spacious room inside, with a sofa, a projector, a wine cabinet, and even a single bed.

Zhuang Baihua sat down on the sofa, opened the lunch box and began to eat.

Even if it was a boxed lunch, Secretary Chen didn't dare to neglect it. Braised beef egg dumplings and vegetable salad were neatly stacked in the lunch box. The color was bright and the taste was attractive. Zhuang Baihua finished eating, wiped his mouth and patted his stomach. Sit on the sofa for a while.

Although he entered the role quickly, it is inevitable that he is still confused.

He has just traveled through time, what about community work, who will be filial to his parents.

Zhuang Baihua adjusted his mood in the lounge, raised his eyes casually, his eyes fell on the wall next to him, and he paused suddenly.

The walls here are covered with wallpaper, and they look neat at a glance. Zhuang Baihua stood up and touched the wallpaper with his fingers.

Sure enough, there was a seam.

There are several openings cut out on the wallpaper, and when combined, they just form the shape of a door.

Good guy, there really is a secret door.

Zhuang Baihua tried to feel around the crack of the door, and sure enough, he found a dent, and pulled off the top cover, revealing the identification system underneath.

Zhuang Baihua passed the iris recognition, the secret door opened instantly, and a black hole appeared on the wall.

He turned into the black hole and arrived at another room. After 5 minutes, he came out of the dark room angrily, slammed the door, and called Secretary Chen in.

"What are your orders? Mr. Zhuang." Secretary Chen seemed to know the existence of the dark room, standing by the wall with his usual expression.

Zhuang Baihua asked him, "Do you have a paintbrush?"

Secretary Chen was stunned, this time he really didn't understand: "What is a paintbrush?"

"It's just a brush for painting, and I still need paint." Zhuang Baihua thought for a while and said, "Forget it, it's not easy to get it done. Do you have a brush?"

Secretary Chen shook his head, who carries a writing brush with him these days.

"Is there always a marker pen? It needs to be thick."

Secretary Chen nodded, and quickly brought a marker from outside and handed it to Zhuang Baihua.

Zhuang Baihua opened the marker pen, swiped the pen, and swiped Fang Qiu on the secret door in the wall, writing a word with great momentum.

"dismantle."

After finishing writing, he also drew a circle on the "Zaizi" and added a slash in the circle.

Secretary Chen: "..."

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