I thought that when someone died, everyone would be afraid and want to leave the company.

But unexpectedly, their panic didn't last for more than three minutes.

Each and every one of them was thinking about their own business, their eyes almost flying into the document printing room.

Just at that moment, the window on the south side of the work area suddenly burst open with a bang!

The cold wind of the twelfth lunar month blew in, like a knife.

"Quickly close the window! It's freezing!"

Looking at the pale green light of the "Emergency Exit" sign on the skirting board, my heart couldn't help but tighten.

Xiao Zhao shifted his chair and leaned over, tears on his face and a red nose.

"Brother Ze, can I go home? I'm so scared..."

It was cold, and beneath Xiao Zhao's leaning posture, her JK uniform collar revealed a layer of thermal underwear. Even so, I couldn't help but glance at her.

But my will was firm.

"Xiao Zhao, I understand if you're scared, but if you really leave, whether you can come back and be a regular employee, it probably won't be up to me anymore..."

I nodded in the direction of Supervisor Ye Tao.

Xiao Zhao was taken aback, lowered her head, and sat back down.

Dimly, I could hear Xiao Zhao sobbing.

My heart softened, and I looked up and asked Ye Tao, who was three workstations away: "Brother Tao, it's too late, and Xiao Zhao is a young girl. It's not safe for her to go home so late. Besides, I don't have anything for her to do. How about..."

Ye Tao pushed his glasses, and the light illuminated his face, a cold whiteness.

His voice was also cold: "Either work overtime or resign."

All I could give Xiao Zhao was a helpless look.