My Terrible Life in Those Years

I remember Aunt Shu's instructions. I made an excuse that I didn't have my wallet with me and it was inconvenient to carry it, so I asked Zhou Tong to put it in her bag and give it to me tomorrow.

Of course, before giving it to me, I would definitely ask Aunt Shu how to handle this matter.

Is this kind of red envelope acceptable or unacceptable?

Xiao Zhou Tong widened her beautiful eyes: "Hey Jiang, sure enough, after getting the bonus, you've become so generous with the money. You don't even care about this small red envelope of three or five hundred? Aren't you afraid I'll just take it and spend it first?"

I chuckled and said, "Go ahead and spend it. I still owe you a meal! Besides, it's not safe for me to keep it in my rented room right now."

She also knew about the thief last night.

Sure enough, she let out a long "oh" and put my two red envelopes in the innermost compartment.

It was separated from the other red envelopes.

The three parties chatted happily in the tea restaurant. Around 5 p.m., after Cheng Juan had finished processing the data for the main buildings, the people inside began to slowly disperse.

Chengzai followed behind his uncle, his eyes looking up at the sky, completely unaware of me in the distance.

We didn't go back to the company either, because if we went back at that time, it would already be after get off work hours, and there was no need to waste that time.

As they dispersed, Zhou Tong, like a little god of wealth, distributed two red envelopes to each of them. The other colleagues in Sales Department 1 were all beaming with joy. But no one was seen giving Manager Wu a red envelope.

Only when I was leaving did I have a chance to quietly ask Zhou Tong.

"Why didn't they give Manager Wu a red envelope? Shouldn't they have given him the biggest one?"

Zhou Tong zipped up her bag tightly, patted it lightly, and looked at me with a grin: "Are you really that naive, or are you just pretending? We lowly thugs all have them, so how could he, as the person in charge, not have one? It's just that those things are beyond our understanding, and we don't need to understand them! You, just keep your share! Don't tell anyone what I told you today!"

I patted my chest and agreed.

Xiao Zhou Tong's implication was clear: what Manager Wu received was not just a few small red envelopes!

However, these are not things I need to think about, nor are they things I can think about!

I had some money in my pocket today, so I treated myself to two tea eggs tonight.

Although I don't know exactly how much was in those two red envelopes, it was definitely several hundred yuan. Even though I didn't take those two red envelopes, the meal tasted especially delicious!

I have gained a lot today.

I obtained a lot of information from Aunt Shu, Zhou Tong, Manager Wu, and various companies, industry information, and personnel information.

Finally, I have a slightly clearer understanding of the company and the industry.

After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, we went back to our rented room and waited until about 7:30 before heading out to do odd jobs.

When I got back to the rented room, before I even went inside, I noticed that the room next door was dark, but the door seemed to be slightly ajar. However, it was so dark that I couldn't see what was going on inside.

My first thought was, "Could a thief have broken in during the day?"

Holy crap, that's incredibly audacious!

Under normal circumstances, in a rental house with such high turnover, even the neighbors wouldn't interfere in such matters.

But who's next door? Du Yan, the kind girl who just treated me to breakfast this morning and even lent me a hundred yuan, okay?

I tried to move closer, about half a meter from the door, but I still couldn't see inside. I called out, "Du Yan, Du Yan? Are you in there?"

I called out a few times, but no one answered. I was about to push the door open and go in to check.

"Who is it? Who called me?" It was Du Yan's voice, but why did it sound like it was trembling?

My heart skipped a beat. Could something have happened?

"Du Yan, this is Jiang Ning, the Jiang Ning who lives next door to you, the handsome guy who lent me money this morning!"

Du Yan inside seemed to chuckle briefly, but then immediately stopped.

"What's wrong? Did something happen? May I come in?"

I'm a little worried.

"Um, I, I'm fine... nothing..."

I couldn't hold back any longer and pushed the door open and went in.

She didn't turn on the light. I could only vaguely see by the light from outside that there was no bed inside, just a mattress on the floor. The room wasn't much different from mine. Du Yan was lying face down on the blanket, one hand holding a pillow and the other hand covering her stomach!

She let out a soft hum.

"Why are you leaving get off work so early?"

I moved closer to the mat and casually turned on the small table lamp on her desk. When the pale yellow light came on, I realized that the pillow under her head was completely soaked, and her face and neck were covered in sweat.

I was shocked.

"What's wrong? Are you sick? I'll take you to see a doctor; there's a clinic right at the corner!"

I bent down, ready to help her up.

She was still dressed the same as when she went out, meaning that as soon as she got back into the house, she didn't even have the strength to close the door before collapsing onto the cushion.

What kind of illness is this? He was so lively and energetic this morning!

"No, no, I won't go, I'm not going!"

She was breathing weakly.

A thought suddenly popped into my head: "Hmm? You, are you on your period? Shall I make you some brown sugar water?"

I thought to myself, this guy is reacting so strongly to his period?

Du Yan's lips twitched: "You, you're the one who just got your period!"

I was speechless. I'm a man, do I have relatives?

She suddenly frowned again: "Jiang Ning, could you please help me to the restroom?"

I quickly helped her up, and when we walked out of the room, I noticed a patch of blood on her pants.

I was shocked. What's going on? What kind of relatives are they? Is it that serious?

"You, you still say you're not on your period? Your pants are soaked in blood!"

I only reminded her because I saw the seat behind her.

After she went into the public restroom, I closed the door for her.

"You, you help me, help me find two pairs of pants in my room, one pair of underwear and one pair of outer pants!"

If I hadn't had such sharp ears, I almost wouldn't have heard it clearly.

"Do you have any tissues or anything?" I blurted out.

"I want it, I want it on the table!"

I rushed back to her room and looked for her clothes in the only small cloth cabinet next to her bed.

She didn't have much stuff, but it was arranged quite neatly.

Below are heavy outer garments and trousers, and above them are lighter items such as underwear.

You can tell at a glance that she's a girl with pretty good lifestyle habits.

I easily found underwear and outer pants, and a large bag of freshly opened towels on the table. I grabbed them all and went back to the public restroom to hand them to her from the outside.

"Open the door, I'll get your clothes!"

"I...I don't have the strength. Could you...could you bring it in for me? And while you're at it, could you help me change my clothes?!"