The first volume of Xian Jian world's Hei Hua Zhang Si 127 Strange Morning

  Bizarre morning

  The next morning, Fang Xian got up early and after giving all the necessary instructions, he hastily drank two mouthfuls of Fang Dacheng's special bean flower soup, packed his personal belongings, and rode that black and hard 28 Phoenix bicycle to those few acres of land.

  From a distance, I saw two trucks parked there unloading things. Fang Xian felt relieved and the old man was very dedicated to his work.

  The old man in a floral shirt stands out among the workers, brandishing his cane and pointing at the scenery.

  "Sorry for the trouble." Fang Xian rode his bike past and greeted him.

  The old man chuckled: "Ben Shen is a real estate developer, and this little money is just a nose-picking effort."

  "I admire you, I admire you. Then I'll leave first." Fang Xian waved his hand and was about to leave.

  "Don't worry, here are the certificates." The old man handed over a few crumpled papers to Fang Xian, "The business license, tax registration and health permit have all been taken care of, with your name on them."

  He casually touched the torn paper scraps, and didn't know if this was invalid: "Awesome, no need for an ID card at all."

  "There's someone above me." The old man looked at the several acres of land, suddenly feeling sentimental. "The part about the pasture is easy to say, this was originally agricultural land, no need to get a permit... but running an inn... on national agricultural land, I'm afraid it's not in line with regulations."

  "You're so familiar with the heavenly dynasty system, help me out!"

  "This is a tough one... The administrators of the Heavenly Dynasty are not to be trifled with, and even Ye Gao wouldn't dare to make a move. Plus, there's also the squad leader and the squad secretary here, who aren't people I can take on..."

  Indeed, there are some things that transcend everything, a supreme existence in the universe.

  "Never mind, it's nothing." Fang Xian waved his hand casually, "No one can make sense of things in the countryside. When the time comes, just give the secretary two bottles of wine and it'll be settled."

  "Alright then." The old man naturally didn't want to waste any more time on mundane matters, so he reported the work period, "Water pipes, electrical wiring, cable TV, re-shaping the land and other things will take about three days. Come back in the morning three days later for inspection, and let me know if there's anything else you need."

  "When did you become so polite, old man?"

  "Uh-huh, just being polite, I won't satisfy any of your unreasonable demands."

  “……”

  Bidding farewell to Old Man Li, Fang Xian rode his bike towards the long-distance bus station. Today, he had something important to do - resign from his job.

  One person drove the car without much nonsense, Fang Xian finally opened his mobile phone.

  It's been a long time since I last turned it on, and now it won't stop beeping. Apart from ads like "Emperor's Health" and "Royal Family Garden", there are two text messages, both from LS, with the same content - "Please call back ASAP".

  At this time, Fang Xian thought that not turning on his phone was the most correct choice he had ever made. Otherwise, he would have to go back and be a laborer again. Now it seems that there is no need to call back either, just go back and say goodbye.

  Because the computer was snatched away by Fang Mang, Fang Xian could only take out a book from his bag and flip through it casually. The time passed quickly, and before 10 o'clock in the morning, he had already arrived at the SS Imperial Branch Company.

  Walking on a familiar route, I feel happy and relaxed this time. When meeting acquaintances on the road, it's natural to greet them.

  "Good morning, Old Wang."

  "Uh-huh..."

  "Why are you looking at me like that?"

  "It's okay, go to bed early."

  "Let's have lunch together at noon."

  "Busy now, next time."

  ……

  After a few rounds of conversation, the sensitive Fang Xian discovered some abnormalities. According to reason, after coming back from annual leave, everyone should be very enthusiastic, asking about each other's vacation and bringing some local specialties as gifts.

  But why are these guys so cold... Is it because my cool and elegant outfit and hairstyle are too flashy?

  He walked into his own office, which was packed with machines, and unlocked the door as usual.

  The key was inserted but couldn't be turned.

  She twisted and turned a couple more times, then crouched down to examine the keyhole.

  It seems... the lock has been changed.

  "This means nothing." Fang Xian shook his head and smiled lightly, perhaps they already knew he was going to quit.

  When he was at a loss, LS seemed to have received a message, poking his head out of the office next door, seeing Fang Xian's expression was very strange, mixed with many emotions, and finally condensed into one sentence: "Come in and chat."

  Enter the house, Lisa closed the door tightly.

  Fang Xian's expression suddenly turned cold, and locking the door was a bad sign.

  When communicating with leaders, if it's a casual and loving matter, the door is usually half open, indicating that there's nothing to hide; for work matters, leaders will fully open the door, indicating that they are working seriously. Only when encountering some strange things, leaders will close the door tightly, letting everyone keep a distance from here.

  But Fang Xian wasn't afraid either, he was a man who had nothing to lose in life anyway.

  Ls sat opposite Fang Xian, casually smoothing out her hair with a look of distress.

  The company wants you to go to the maintenance department.

  "...what's the big deal about this matter, there's no need to make such a fuss over something so trivial. With a calm wave of his hand, 'No need, I'm going home to do business with my relatives.'"

  His eyes widened for a moment, and he was stunned for a while: "That's right, it's better this way."

  "I'll go and take care of the formalities." Fang Xian smiled and stood up, "Thank you for taking care of me, we'll meet again if fate permits it."

  Having said that, he was about to leave.

  He just smiled wryly and didn't say anything more.

  Then Fang Xian went to the HR department to ask for a resignation form and once again endured the strange gaze of the HR manager.

  Then return all kinds of equipment and machines, confirm accounts with the finance department... Every time I go through a process, I have to bear a strange gaze.

  He became more and more incomprehensible.

  But whenever I leave a job, these former colleagues would always ask - Are you going to a better place? Have you found a good job? and other nonsense like that. But this time, apart from the endless strange looks, there was nothing.

  It's all right, the process went smoothly, and in less than an hour, he arrived at K's office with a thick stack of forms.

  Kun's expression was a bit more straightforward, staring at Fang Xian with great hostility.

  "Are you unwilling to go to the maintenance department?" Pang was as slow as ever, pointing at the form with his finger but not signing.

  "Is the maintenance department just doing wiring work? Are you asking me to lead this salary and drill holes with network cables every day?"

  "That's good enough." He snorted, "You think you can leave and still have another company want you?"

  "What's going on?!" Fang Xian was very dissatisfied with K's hostility. Everyone had already made up and yet he still wanted to stir up trouble.

  "I know what I'm doing." With a flourish of his arm, he signed his name and handed the form back to Fang Xian, "D...luke..."

  This "lu" sound at the back is a long tone, seemingly sarcastic.

  Fang Xian thought for a moment about the cause and effect, this is not scientific, everyone has no grudges, can leave the job, do we need to do it like this, when did I offend this retired American guy.

  "Fang Xian suppressed his anger and asked strongly: 'K, is it that you have an opinion about my character or is it that I putting down work to take a break has offended you?'"

  Wave goodbye: "see you later"

  This wording is one of the most extreme things this American has said. To put it nicely, it's "please leave", and to be blunt, it's "get out".

  "What's that supposed to mean?" Fang Xian slammed his hand on the table, at this point everyone's superior and subordinate relationships had basically been dissolved, no one owed anyone anything.

  Pang was visibly shaken by Fang Xian's emotional outburst. He had thought that this guy would just leave quietly, but unexpectedly he came on strong.

  The American looked at him straight and asked in a rough tone, "You are responsible for the leak of company's confidential documents and technical papers. Fang, you escaped from this responsibility, I don't need to show respect to you."

  "What the f**k?!" Fang Xian's eyes flashed with surprise, "I'm just a network administrator, what does it have to do with me?"

  Half a second later, he reacted.

  "Are you talking about the data recovered that night?!"

  "What else could it be?" K's gaze was still unfriendly, "In the two bidding meetings this week, our company was completely suppressed by our opponents. The opponent's tender documents had a comprehensive system and technical specifications that were just one step ahead of us. Even the RB technology we adopted was thoroughly understood by our opponents. Apart from internal leaks, what else is possible?"

  "Fang Xian angrily said: 'When I was working overtime at night, no one cared about me, but when something went wrong, it's convenient to dump all the blame on my head?'"

  "This isn't a deduction." K shook his head, "In this aspect, no one has evidence, the business group of the tender document can't shirk responsibility either, but they are supervised relatively strictly, and nothing has happened in so many years. Only you have the opportunity and motive to do this thing."

  "Haha, am I the only one?" Fang Xian didn't get angry but instead smiled, "I've been busy all night, and it turns out that I'm the only one."

  "Who knows what you were busy with that night? The company even has reason to suspect that this outbreak of the virus was entirely orchestrated by you taking advantage of your position." Ke apparently thought Fang Xian was still acting, "Alright, no need to chat more."

  "You will pay for your foolishness, and so will the company."

  He then gathered his papers and stormed out of the door.

  "Cold smile: 'We've already paid the price.'"

  The slamming of the door was too loud and everyone around heard it. Fang walked out of the administrative director's office, indifferent, and didn't say anything more.

  Fang Xian coldly swept a glance around, colleagues are just colleagues, when something happens, relationships and whatnot are all nonsense, at this time probably no one will come up to speak for oneself.

  Is it just going to end like this?

  This is impossible. Although I don't plan to mix in this circle anymore, reputation is still important. Taking a step back, if this thing were true, someone must have been clever and framed themselves, and such a thing of being sold out and helping to count the money would never be laughed off.

  Who did it?

  That's too obvious.

  Several scenes flashed through Fang Xian's mind in rapid succession.