My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

Filled with frustration and disappointment, Su Ming dragged his heavy steps into the warehouse receiving team.

For some reason, Wu Yumin was unusually polite to Su Ming today. Not only did he not assign him any dirty or strenuous work, but he also made him a cup of hot tea and showed concern for his well-being. Su Ming felt a little uncomfortable with his attentive manner.

Despite the easy workload, Su Ming couldn't shake off his bad mood. Tian Jing quickly noticed his odd behavior. Taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, she grabbed his sleeve and pulled him to that familiar corner of the shelf.

"What's wrong? You look like you've lost your mind?" Tian Jing asked softly.

Su Ming didn't want others to know about his heartbreak, so he forced a smile that looked worse than crying and said perfunctorily, "It's nothing, I'm still thinking about those three thousand ICs."

Tian Jing saw right through him. She shook her head, her almond-shaped eyes, which always held a touch of innocence, now gleaming with a wise and insightful light: "No, you're definitely not concerned about IC. Your expression today is different from the past few days. That sadness comes from deep within."

Su Ming was slightly taken aback, not expecting this girl, who usually seemed rather carefree, to be so thoughtful. He remained silent.

Tian Jing reached out and gently placed her hand on his shoulder, the soft touch carrying a hint of warmth. She asked softly, her voice like a feather, gently brushing against his wounded heart: "Is there something you can't say? Tell me, are you heartbroken? Because of Yang Tian, ​​right?"

These words were like a key, instantly unlocking the tightly locked gate in Su Ming's heart. He could no longer hold back and hugged Tian Jing tightly in his arms. The grievances and sadness that had been suppressed all morning finally burst forth at this moment, turning into silent tears that soaked her shoulders.

Tian Jing was taken aback by his sudden hug, but quickly she raised her hand and gently patted his broad back, softly comforting him in an almost indulgent tone, "It's okay, it's okay, everything will pass."

Su Ming just silently shed tears without saying a word. Tian Jing didn't ask any more questions, simply letting him hold her, gently stroking his back with her hand. Her voice was so gentle it could melt your heart: "It's alright, it's alright, don't be sad. If you want to cry, just hold me and have a good cry. Your sister's shoulder is always there for you to lean on."

Su Ming was deeply moved by her words, and his arms involuntarily tightened around her. He sought solace in her embrace for a full five or six minutes before slowly calming down and gently pushing her away.

Tian Jing smiled, reached out her finger, and gently wiped away the tear stains from the corner of his eyes, instructing him, "Alright, you're at work now, don't let anyone see. If that old hag Lin Shumei sees you slacking off, she'll probably cause you trouble again."

Upon hearing the name "Lin Shumei," Su Ming felt a surge of complex emotions. This woman was now both a lifeline in his immediate crisis and a ticking time bomb for him. He felt a morbid attachment to her, coupled with an instinctive fear.

Tian Jing carefully examined Su Ming and, seeing that his complexion was still not good, asked with concern, "Did you not sleep well again last night?"

Su Ming nodded.

Tian Jing thought for a moment, then a sly smile appeared on her face: "How about this, I'll print out an inventory list for the stagnant materials warehouse for you. Take it there to do the inventory. I'll talk to Wu Yumin; he's terrified of you right now, he'll definitely agree. That place is secluded and deserted, perfect for slacking off. You close the door, then pull out two large cardboard boxes, find a pile of goods behind you, spread them on the ground, and you can lie down and catch up on some sleep. The door will creak when it opens, and as soon as you hear that, you immediately get up and continue pretending to do the inventory. Those old warehouse managers used to do this after they'd finished playing cards all night after getting paid. Go ahead, Manager Lin is usually in meetings or busy in her office before 11 a.m., she won't be coming to inspect the warehouse. I'll call you on your cell phone when it's almost time to leave work."

Upon hearing this, Su Ming was indeed somewhat tempted. He had barely slept last night, and his eyelids were drooping.

He looked at Tian Jing gratefully and smiled, "Sister Jing, you're so kind."

Tian Jing smiled sweetly, reached out again, and gently wiped away the tear stains on his face that were still wet: "Okay, go to the bathroom and wash your face. I'll go print out the inventory list for you now, and I'll come find you in a bit."

Su Ming nodded and turned to go to the warehouse restroom. Ten minutes later, Tian Jing indeed found him with the printed inventory list. As she expected, Wu Yumin, upon hearing that Su Ming was to take inventory of obsolete materials, waved him off without asking a single question.

Holding the inventory list, Su Ming arrived at the familiar, musty, and dusty storage room. Just as Tian Jing had said, it was indeed the perfect place to slack off and sleep. He expertly pulled out two clean, large cardboard boxes, laid them on the floor, and then found a secluded spot behind a pile of goods, where he comfortably lay down.

At first, his mind was filled with images of Yang Tian laughing and chatting with that strange man, and his heart ached. But as he thought about it, a wave of drowsiness washed over him, and before long, he fell into a deep sleep, even snoring softly. He slept like a log!

However, to his utter surprise, an unexpected "caught in the act" drama was about to unfold in this secluded warehouse a little over an hour later.

Recently, several incidents of employees dozing off or playing on their phones during work hours occurred at the factory, which angered the vice president, who ordered Yang Tian, ​​who had just been promoted to human resources specialist, to strengthen the inspection of factory discipline.

Yang Tian, ​​carrying a folder, was wandering around the various workshops and warehouses with a serious expression. When she came to this secluded, stagnant warehouse, she immediately noticed something was wrong.

She glanced around and her keen hearing picked up a rhythmic, soft snoring sound coming from behind a pile of old cardboard boxes.

Yang Tian's eyebrows instantly furrowed, and a layer of frost appeared on her pretty face. She pulled out the company's newly purchased digital camera from her bag and muttered indignantly, "Fine! Slacking off is one thing, I'd turn a blind eye if I saw it. But I can't believe someone dares to sleep during work hours! If the vice president sees this, our entire HR department will get a scolding! Today I'm going to take a picture of you, report it to the company, and deal with you seriously!"

She held her breath and tiptoed around to the back of the pile of cardboard boxes. She looked ahead and sure enough, there was a person lying on the ground with their head covered by a blue work uniform, leaving only a pair of feet wearing leather shoes showing.

Without saying a word, Yang Tian raised her camera and snapped two photos of the sleeping "unlucky guy" in quick succession.