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From my angle, I could only see the security guard in profile.

After he opened the door, he slowly scanned around the inside with his flashlight, and then walked in.

Before I had a chance to go over and take a look, he exited.

He didn't seem to see anything, he closed the door with a normal expression and walked towards the stairs.

I hurried back to the stairwell and retreated to hide behind the door on the 32nd floor.

After the security guard left, I thought about it and returned to the 33rd floor.

Gently push the door open a crack.

It was quiet and dark inside.

The direction of the president's office is also very quiet.

The thief has already left, so the security guard didn't find anything?

I frowned and exited the 33rd floor.

Standing on the stairs and looking down.

The security guard's flashlight slowly moved downwards. He did not check every floor. After checking the 33rd floor, he went straight downstairs.

The flashlight light is getting farther and farther.

I also went down and returned to the 20th floor.

Without electricity, the laboratory door cannot be opened.

Therefore, I took this time to learn more about Dongchen Group.

As for the company's situation, Miss Ou, as the president's secretary, and Ms. Fang, the manager of the human resources department, should know a lot about it.

From their conversation, maybe we can find some clues.

Besides, I'm really curious about the purpose of the company inviting people to perform comedy performances. In this weird environment, it can't be interrupted even if there is no audience.

I found a suitable position on the 20th floor and squatted down. I could observe the situation in the building and the corridor without being easily discovered.

Hidden in a dark corner, holding Li Xiaohei in my arms, I watched quietly.

The lively comedy music echoed in the darkened floors, which instead of dispelling the gloom made it even more eerie.

Under the stage, there were only three spectators with unknown expressions.

The middle-aged man persisted until the music ended, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and forced a smile.

"Manager Fang, I have performed three shows, is it okay?"

"Mr. Cai, you can, but for three shows, we can only offer 10,000 yuan. If you can add a few more performances, we can increase it to 20,000 yuan for you."

Manager Fang smiled, stood up and paused the camera.

"Of course we can do an encore, but can I take a break?" The middle-aged man suddenly became motivated when he heard the money.

But after performing hard for more than an hour, he was not relaxed.

"Of course. There's water and food over there. Just take it." Manager Fang was kind and friendly. "The power is out anyway, so you won't be able to leave for a while. It'll be fine if you rest a little longer."

"Thank you so much, Manager Fang."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, put down his props, walked to the refrigerator, took a bottle of drink, and took a piece of bread from the shelf next to him.

Then, I found a table nearby in the dining area and sat down to eat.

He was really hungry, so he finished the bread and drank half a bottle of drink.

Licking the corner of his mouth, still not satisfied, he looked at Manager Fang cautiously. After some hesitation, he shamelessly went to get two more loaves of bread.

While he was resting, the woman over there finally stopped being silent and started talking to each other.

"Manager Fang, do you think Wei can fix the electricity? We won't really have to spend the night in the office tonight, right?" Miss Ou half-reclined on the sofa, looking worried.

"What, Assistant Ou, are you scared?" Manager Fang winked.

"Manager Fang, don't you feel like Xiao Yao that our office needs something like that?"

"It's just a joke. There's a power outage at night, and who wouldn't be afraid of being trapped in the building?" Manager Fang said with a smile.

"I see that you are not afraid. Moreover, you are always smiling, as if you are never angry."

"Me? Of course I'm not afraid anymore." Manager Fang smiled mysteriously, "Do you want to know why?"

"Why?" Miss Ou raised her head curiously.

"I won't tell you now, but you will have a chance to know soon." Manager Fang glanced at Xiao Yao and put it off.

"Fang, I'm too tired now to have the energy to joke with you."

"Then you rest for a while. I'll get you a blanket. It's cold now, so don't catch a cold."

Manager Fang stood up and took a thin blanket from the cabinet next to him.

"I envy your physical strength."

"Don't be envious, as long as you want it, you will have it too."

Manager Fang carefully covered Miss Ou with a blanket.

Miss Ou kicked off her high heels, huddled into the sofa, and changed into a comfortable position.

"What about you, Xiao Yao? Why don't you take a break?" Manager Fang turned around and looked at Xiao Yao with a smile.

"I'm not sleepy yet, I want to watch another comedy show." Xiao Yao said in good spirits, "I've always heard that the company has comedy performances every Friday, and I finally found the opportunity to watch it today."

"Well, then if you are tired, just say, don't hold on. Although you are in the office, it is not working time now, so you still have to rest when you should."

Manager Fang sat down and took a sip of water.

"This is my first time watching this kind of performance live, and it feels completely different from watching it on TV. No one in the company is working overtime today, so I thought I wouldn't be able to perform."

"People have already arrived, so we can't ask them to go in vain. I have already recorded the performance, and I can show it to everyone later."

"Manager Fang, you are so thoughtful and careful. How do you maintain it? I really hope that when I reach your age, I still have such good energy and a temper that never gets angry."

Xiao Yao looked at Manager Fang with an innocent look on his face.

Manager Fang paused.

"It's not difficult. The key is to keep exercising and maintain a peaceful and optimistic attitude."

"You are so busy every day and often get off work very late. Do you still have time to exercise? I can't. If I miss a minute of sleep, my temper will explode."

Their conversation seemed ordinary, but if you think about it carefully, Xiao Yao seemed to have something in his words.

"You are still young." Manager Fang smiled.

"Manager Fang, is there any other way besides exercise? I see that you sometimes take health supplements. What brand are they?"

"It's just ordinary vitamins. You can buy them at any drug store."

"Are these health products produced by our company?"

"Well." Manager Fang seemed not to want to discuss this topic, and turned to look at the middle-aged man, "Mr. Cai, how are you resting? Can we start?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, not expecting to continue the performance so soon.

"Okay, okay, I'll be right away."

He responded, drank the remaining drink in the bottle, wiped his mouth, and quickly returned to the stage.

After taking out some new props from his suitcase, he changed the background music and started a new funny magic show.

The camera continued to work, recording the middle-aged man's performance without missing a beat.

In fact, the performance is quite stiff and clumsy.

But Manager Fang didn't seem to care at all.

time flies.

The night gradually deepened.

Miss Ou seems to have fallen asleep.

The middle-aged man's unfunny comedy show is finally coming to an end.

Xiao Yao suddenly stood up, looking anxious.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."