Accepting this invitation letter is equivalent to accepting the invitation of Qunxing Pharmaceutical.

Knock seemed to be able to see the feasting upper class slowly opening its doors in front of his eyes.

He glanced at the bracelet on his hand, which recorded the private email address left by 'Zadie' for him. As long as he could find a way to trick 'Zadie' out...

Boom-boom-boom-

Nok seemed to hear his own heart beating faster and faster.

Destiny placed him at a fork in the road. One side of the road was paved with gems and lights. There were graceful girls swaying on the stage. People in luxurious clothes raised crystal-carved wine glasses to him.

On the other side, there is an endless, everything-devouring pitch-black night. In the deepest part of the night, a lonely and blurry figure is standing there quietly. He stands alone in the deepest night, his body flickering.

With a glimmer of light.

This light was so weak and dim, as if it would be completely swallowed up by the night in the next second.

Nok stared at the invitation in front of him as if looking at the fork in his fate.

Finally, he smiled softly and put the information in his hand on the table. "Sorry, I have something to do at home. I have to go back."

After that, he turned around and walked towards the door without looking back.

Why did ‘Zaidi’ choose me? Will he send his information privately?

The other party had obviously investigated him. Nokk didn't know what the other party's investigation revealed, but he knew that the other party's behavior of only sending him an email meant only one thing.

The other party believes him.

Even in the darkest night, the other party believes that there are other people shining brightly in the endless darkness.

He cannot live up to this trust, just as a man walking in the dark cannot live up to the torch that illuminates his body.

The automatic door of the office slowly closed.

For the first time, an expression other than a smile appeared on the young lawyer's face. He stood there holding the invitation letter, as stiff as a puppet that had been stripped of its luxurious clothes.

"Asshole!"

The director seemed to finally react at this moment. He slapped the table and stood up suddenly.

Only then did the lawyer wake up from his shock. He turned around and looked at the director.

The director, who seemed to be in a rage, directly picked up the phone on the table and said, "Tell that little bastard that he has been suspended. If he can't figure out where he went wrong, just get out!"

The C-level sense of oppression spread to every corner of the entire small office in an instant.

The young lawyer was almost suffocated by this terrifying atmosphere. He put away the invitation tremblingly and looked at the director, "Director Solin, calm down. Young and promising people will inevitably have some anger. Calm down, calm down."

"

At this time, the director seemed to realize that the oppressed lawyer was about to die. He quickly calmed down and put a smile on his face again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault. This bastard is still too impatient.

In this way, I will immediately call the steady and reliable agent in the bureau, and he will definitely be able to handle this matter."

"Okay, okay, okay"

The lawyer who finally regained his breath sat back on the chair. He looked at the director's smiling face again. The other party's attitude was so good that he couldn't express the anger in his heart and could only hold it back.

But he was no longer in the mood to chat with the director.

The waiting time is always long, so the lawyer took a sip of milk tea.

He glanced at the desktop of the director's desk, and his eyes rested on a picture frame.

In the photo frame, the director and his wife are leaning together, their elderly parents are sitting in front, and three children, one older, two younger, are standing on the left and right.

Judging from the newness of the photo frame and the appearance of the director, it seems that this photo was taken not long ago.

It's a good family, including young and old.

The lawyer withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the closed office door.

Soon, an older middle-aged detective opened the door and walked in.

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Nok returned to his workstation, simply took two things, clicked on his bracelet and started editing emails quickly, and quickly ran out the door.

At the workstation next to him, the colleague who was eating instant noodles was leaning on his office chair and watching a promotional documentary about Ander.

The screen finally pauses in front of Ender's tombstone.

Behind this lonely tombstone are densely packed other lonely tombstones.

"It's not that easy to be a hero."

——

"So do you have any solution now?"

Under the bright sunshine, Roger, standing by the window, asked softly.

He Ao looked up at the sunshine outside the window, and the even light spread on his cheeks, "Everything will have a solution."

He raised his bracelet and glanced at the newly received mail in the mailbox.

This task is indeed much more difficult than before.
Chapter completed!