Chapter 41: Chaos

  Simar opened the current Deep Blue Trading Company for only one reason, which is to cover up the existence of the warehouse's time-space anomaly points. As for whether the company makes a profit or not, it doesn't matter to Simar. Moreover, even if the company loses money on paper, it can still reduce taxes. However, sometimes business is like this - when you've done enough and become familiar with the road, naturally, business will come knocking on your door. Simar feels fortunate that at least his Deep Blue Trading Company, which was set up as a cover, should be the only profitable one among the dozens of shell companies he has established. At least this several million-dollar deal can cover all the company's expenses for this month. Although the profit from selling copper ingots is already sufficient, it's a clever trick and definitely not comparable to this multi-million dollar deal.

  For his current job at Deep Blue Trading Company, Xiao Li is still very satisfied. In today's society with a high unemployment rate, it's not easy to find a job with a decent income. Moreover, Xiao Li himself has limited work experience and has just graduated recently. He is grateful to his boss, who is only slightly older than him, for giving him an opportunity to showcase himself. Such opportunities are hard to come by in many large companies, especially for a student from a second-tier university.

  "Boss, you've been missing for quite a few days and we're busy to death. Whose company is this anyway? Take a look and consider giving us a raise, it'll boost our morale."

  The speaker was Xiao Fen, the company's clerk, mainly engaged in secretarial work. Because Sima is very lenient to the more than a dozen employees in the company, and even indulgent at times, let alone that everyone is only a few years apart in age, so every employee in the company can joke with Sima, this boss, without any scruples.

  Although it is said that the boss will process the wages, everyone knows that the salary they are receiving now in this small city is already very good, far higher than their colleagues working in other companies, so Xiaofen's words just now were just a joke.

  "This cup of wine is for everyone. These days, you all have been busy, and in the future, I won't be staying in the company for a long time. The company's affairs are handed over to Deputy General Manager Ye, but mainly it still relies on you all, hoping that everyone can cooperate with Deputy General Manager Ye's work."

  As for this company, as long as it exists, it's fine with Sima personally, it's just a cover-up company. However, if the company can do well, it would obviously be the best cover-up. If the company can do well, Sima would naturally be overjoyed.

  "Hehe! Boss, don't worry! With Vice President Ye here and with us, our company will definitely be more prosperous."

  Although everyone is not very clear about what their boss is busy with, they can also understand that the boss of a trading company is actually outside running around most of the time. In the eyes of the company's employees, although the boss is no longer running around various production plants for materials and equipment, but every month, thousands of tons of brass are hard-won by the boss himself. Now the demand for copper materials is very large, I estimate that there is no company that can get hundreds of tons of brass every month, all of which require one person to run outside, and the time spent in the company must be limited.

  "Let's finish eating, tonight we'll go to KTV. All expenses will be on me, if you have friends, invite them to come along. Don't try to save money for me tonight, or else who knows when the next time will be."

  When was the last time I came to KTV? Sima can't even remember what time it was, half a year ago? A year ago? It seems that at that time he was still working in the government agency, should be, it seems that at that time he often came to this kind of place, it seems that since then he has never been to this kind of place again. Sometimes things are unpredictable, at that time he thought he would spend his whole life struggling in the government agency like that. How could he have imagined that there would be such a day?

  Simar was in the KTV watching Xiaoli and others singing and dancing crazily, from time to time someone would come over to toast his boss, Sima. Apart from drinking, Sima didn't know what else he wanted to do, Sima found that he seemed to have lost interest in these pleasures now. It seems that he was really changed by that sudden accident back then.

  "Hi! Sima, long time no see!"

  A familiar voice that couldn't be more familiar made Sima want to sit in the hall, smoke a cigarette, and sober up. This voice was all too familiar to Sima, yet equally detestable. He hadn't expected to run into her here.

  "Ah! Long time no see."

  Simar forced a smile and waved, but found that his hand was trembling obviously. Was it anger? Excitement? Or hatred? Maybe it was because of everything, but absolutely not because of joy.

  At that time, her actions had already made Sima lose any reason to reminisce about the past, and at the same time, he couldn't find a reason to forgive.

  "What have you been busy with lately? You seem to have vanished into thin air, why don't you want to see me?"

  She unexpectedly sat opposite Sima, smiling and looking at Sima. Listening to her words, Sima couldn't help but feel some anger in his heart, see you!

  "Must we meet? Is it really necessary?"

  Simma took a puff of smoke and said that when he said this, Simma's heart had a moment of pleasure, at least when he saw her expression after hearing this sentence.

  "Aren't we friends? It's natural for friends to care about each other."

  She calmed down and said softly.

  "Friend? Do you think there's still a reason for us to be friends?"

  It is said that when a woman hates someone, she will hate for a lifetime. People often use this phrase to describe the pettiness of women, but sometimes men can be like this too. At least now Sima feels that he cannot forgive this woman for his entire life.

  "A loser like me is still worthy of being your friend? I really didn't know I was so honored. Then I must thank you."

  Simma found that when he said this sentence, his hand holding the cigarette no longer trembled. His heart seemed to have calmed down a lot, and the anger he felt when he first saw her was gone.

  "I..."

  "I must really thank you, thanks to you I know my own abilities, and what kind of person I am. Thank you very much."

  Stop her from saying that, Sima is absolutely sincere in saying that if it wasn't for her kicking herself when she was at her lowest point, she might not have recognized herself. Otherwise, she wouldn't have accepted the somewhat humiliating job of warehouse night shift administrator later on. If that were the case, how could she be where she is today?

  When a person needs help the most, the one who was once closest to him ends up hurting him the deepest. Every time he thinks about it, Sima still feels his heart aching in secret. It's easy to hate someone, but forgiving someone is hard, especially when that someone has hurt you so deeply.

  "You're a person of status, a busy person! You're busy. Someone like me, a failure, shouldn't waste your time, besides sitting with you would lower your standing. I still have some self-awareness."

  After extinguishing the cigarette butt in the ashtray, Sima stood up and said. When he said this sentence, Sima felt his whole body suddenly relaxed, with a sense of finally breaking away from the past.

  For the past six months, Sima had often imagined what he would do if he saw her again, with countless possibilities, but never thought it would be in a situation like today, starting and ending in this way.

  Simar put on a visibly pleased expression, walking away with a relaxed air, half-closing his eyes, shaking his head and humming a tune, completely ignoring the rustic woman behind him, who was of a lower social status. When Simar thought of this, a smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "He's just an old friend of mine."

  Not having walked out a few steps, Sima heard her as if she was talking to someone, because the distance was only a few meters away, Sima still heard her words clearly, just a friend from the past? Sima couldn't help but have an urge to laugh, just friends in the past? What about now?

  It seems that the man she has chosen now is quite sour. Thinking of this, the wine was just on his head, Sima suddenly had a mischievous impulse.

  "Hey! Buddy, there's really nothing between us, really. Even if there was, it's all in the past now."

  Simultaneously, Sima walked over with a smile on his face, ignoring her astonishment, and said to the obviously angry man beside her: "Wow! It seems that her taste has dropped significantly!"

  "Haha! We've already broken up, about half a year ago. Congratulations to you, she's absolutely a good woman, I guarantee it. Not just hearsay, but from personal experience."

  When Sima said this sentence, Sima noticed that her anger had already appeared on her face, and the man beside her was now beet red.

  "Sima, stop talking nonsense here, I have nothing to do with you."

  It's clear that she was saying more for the benefit of the man beside her.

  "Nonsense! You really have a bad memory! I can never forget those wonderful..."

  When Sima said these words, looking at the tears welling up in her eyes, Sima couldn't help but feel some regret. Why was he so petty? But what had been said could never be taken back, and he only stopped short of finishing the second half of his sentence.

  "Sorry! I was just joking."

  Sima explained that it was clear at this time any explanation would be powerless and regret had come too late.

  As a man at this time would choose his own way to solve the problem, just like the man standing beside her now, who has been pierced by Sima's words and is furious, he will choose to use his own way to solve the matter in front of him.

  "In her eyes you are successful, but when it comes to fighting, you're no good."

  When Sima easily knocked down the man who wanted to vent his anger with his fists, he stepped on his back and said.

  "Don't hit him anymore. He'll get hurt if you keep hitting."

  She cried out and tore at Sima.

  "I'm really sorry today, I... didn't want to either."

  Simar curled up the corner of his mouth, let go of the man who was stepping on his foot, turned around and walked away. In the moment he turned around, Simar felt that he had been too much today, not much stronger than her attitude towards him at that time.

  "Ah! Don't!"